Jiang Nuan woke up on the plane, once again shocked by the luxury and comfort of first class.
Was this a plane seat? Surely it wasn't a uniquely designed sofa?
The entire seat was shaped like a teacup, and could even be adjusted into a small, flat bed. It was extremely soft. On both sides of the seat were armrests with cup holders. The armrests were wide and smooth enough to reflect a person's image. The small tray table in front was made of the same material as the armrests, looking very expensive.
At the moment, the small tray table was full, with milk, various biscuits, and a small cake. Ye Jinghuai sat beside her, quietly reading a magazine.
"Awake?" He reached out and pulled the small blanket on her stomach.
Jiang Nuan moved her little legs, discovering she couldn't even reach the edge of the seat. She pouted. Struggling, she stood up on the seat and tried to climb to her father's side along the armrest.
Ye Jinghuai's peripheral vision had been on Jiang Nuan the whole time. Seeing the little one trying to climb over mountains and cross rivers, the corners of his mouth twitched. He then reached out and scooped her onto his lap.
Jiang Nuan was still trying to kick her legs to climb over when her body suddenly lifted into the air, quickly landing on a firm, substantial thigh. Jiang Nuan naturally straddled Ye Jinghuai's legs, leaning back as if she owned the place. She felt incredibly pleased: a human sofa made of a handsome man, Jiang Nuan deserved it.
"Do you want to eat something?" He gestured to the tray table. In just half a day, Ye Jinghuai was becoming more and more of a father.
"Daddy, tummy is full."
As she spoke, she patted her stomach with her little hand. Ye Jinghuai listened to her words and also reached out to touch her stomach, finding it indeed quite full. She was clearly not hungry. He raised his hand and pressed the service bell.
"Hello sir, how may I help you?" A flight attendant with a gentle and sweet smile walked over.
"Please clear these away!" Ye Jinghuai said flatly.
"Certainly, sir."
Jiang Nuan, cradled in Ye Jinghuai's arms, was now stunned. The reason was simple: before they left, Zhong Yi had suddenly stuffed a plot receiver into her, telling her it would automatically trigger a plot synopsis when she encountered the plot's heroine.
However, it was only a synopsis. This was the most help Zhong Yi could offer. This way, from now on, as soon as she saw the synopsis, Jiang Nuan would know that person was the plot's heroine. She was stunned just now because she had seen the synopsis.
[Jiang Lan is an ordinary flight attendant who works hard to serve in first class, hoping to catch a rich husband one day. During a chance encounter on a flight, Jiang Lan meets Ye Jinghuai.
She deliberately locks him in the restroom, and uses the apology as an opportunity to get the passenger's information from the company. After many staged encounters, they soon enter into a contractual marriage. After going through various trials and tribulations, they finally understand what love is, and live happily ever after.]
Looking at the synopsis, Jiang Nuan could only wonder if it could get any more cliché. This was a textbook example of a marriage of convenience followed by love, and a gold-digger's successful rise to power!
Putting aside other things, how could a flight attendant lock a passenger in an airplane restroom and think her job was secure? What if he didn't accept the apology and insisted on firing her? Was this the halo of a CEO novel's heroine?
At this moment, Jiang Nuan looked at Jiang Lan, who was clearing the table, with changed eyes.
Dressed in a dark blue uniform, her hair neatly coiled, and with exquisite makeup, her uniform accentuated her good figure. She was indeed a beauty.
The synopsis provided too little information. Jiang Nuan only knew that Ye Jinghuai might be locked in the restroom later, but she didn't know exactly when. Moreover, she had no idea what would happen next. It felt like reading a novel halfway through and then having it abruptly end, leaving her desperately wanting to know the rest of the story.
What Jiang Nuan didn't know was that the receiver Zhong Yi gave her was a newly developed device that hadn't been tested. He hadn't planned to give it to her at all. It was likely that future plot synopses would be simpler, but it was quite sensitive if used as a mere alarm.
Jiang Nuan watched intently, and Ye Jinghuai had not left his seat. As the plane was about to land, the broadcast announced that passengers should fasten their seatbelts. At this moment, Ye Jinghuai suddenly stood up.
"Nuan Nuan, sit tight. Daddy will be back soon."
After saying that, he pinched the little tuft of hair on Jiang Nuan's head and turned to leave.
Jiang Nuan watched Ye Jinghuai leave and quickly started to climb down. With her short arms and legs, she slid off the seat with great effort and then scurried towards the restroom with her little legs. When she arrived, she saw Jiang Lan holding a key and preparing to lock the door.
"Aunty, what are you doing?" A milky little voice came from beside her.
Jiang Lan's hand trembled and the key fell to the floor. She looked down and saw the little girl who had been with the man earlier. She had noticed Ye Jinghuai when she boarded the plane. She had never seen such a high-quality man.
Although he was holding a child, she assumed there was no mother, as only two men were flying with the child. After observing him for a long time, she decided she had to find out the man's specific identity and contact information. What if he was a single father?
"Little one, is there something you need?" Jiang Lan put on her most amiable smile and crouched down to look at Jiang Nuan.
"I'm looking for Daddy."
Just then, the door opened. Ye Jinghuai, who had heard Jiang Nuan's voice from inside, quickly took care of his physiological needs, washed his hands, and opened the door.
"Nuan Nuan, why are you here? Go back and sit properly, the plane is about to land." He then quickly picked her up and headed back.
"Sir, I apologize, I didn't know someone was inside." Jiang Lan, seeing him about to leave, hurried to catch up and strike up a conversation.
"Boss?" Han Rui from the seat behind poked his head out, hearing the commotion.
"It's nothing," Ye Jinghuai shook his head at him and then looked at Jiang Lan behind him, "I'm fine."
With that, he placed Jiang Nuan on the seat, fastened her seatbelt, and then returned to his own seat.
Jiang Lan knew she couldn't linger any longer and left with regret.