Liu Handong's passport could be authentic, but he did not have a Korean visa, so he first flew to Jeju Island, which is visa-free, then took a boat to Busan, then transferred to Seoul to meet Shu Fan and others. All of this was carried out in accordance with Xia Qingshi's instructions.
"This is a letter from Director Xia." Liu Handong took out an envelope. Both his passport and the letter were sent to Liu Handong's home in Huanghua Community by SF Express. The letter was printed and detailed every step of going to South Korea, and even helped him
Liu Handong booked a ticket for the Costa cruise ship that stopped at Jeju Island, and the plan was perfect.
Shu Fan's eyes sparkled with hope: "Dad never left. What he said is true."
Even An Xin was doubtful. Could it be that Xia Qingshi really faked his death? But he had seen the body with his own eyes, so there was nothing wrong with it.
Liu Handong was a little nervous. This was his first time out of the country. His eyes were full of Korean characters and his ears were full of Smecta. He didn't have the sense of security at home that he could control everything. He looked around and stared at everyone who passed by.
Suspicious person.
"Don't be nervous, this is the airport, nothing will happen." Of course An Xin knew what Liu Handong was worried about. Xia Qingshi died of illness, and the battle for the inheritance should have begun. I don't know how many greedy eyes are secretly coveting Shu Fan.
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Under the protection of Liu Handong, the three women took a flight from Incheon International Airport to Jeju Island, and then flew back to Omi from Jeju Island. This was the shortest route home. Along the way, Liu Handong was only responsible for carrying luggage, buying tickets, negotiating and asking for directions.
It was She Xiaoqing who took the initiative. She was extremely fluent in English and had no problem with general conversation. Liu Handong thought that I should improve my English.
After arriving at Jeju Airport, she transferred to an international flight with Jiangdong Airlines. She Xiaoqing bought four first-class tickets. As soon as she boarded the plane, she saw an old acquaintance, Xuandong Hui, standing at the cabin door and smiling at the passengers.
Liu Handong did not say hello in a big way, he just nodded and smiled. Xuan Donghui was stunned for a moment, then blinked, pointed out their seats, and then returned to the hatch to continue greeting passengers.
Most of the people on this flight were tourists from Jiangdong Province, including two established Sunset Red tour groups. After a lot of noise, they were basically in place, with only one first-class passenger missing.
Just a minute before the boarding gate closed, the late passenger finally arrived. It was a young man without luggage. His eyes were red and he smelled of alcohol. He sat down on his seat and began to close his eyes and meditate.
The plane took off. After climbing to the cruising altitude, the flight attendant began to deliver meals. Xuan Donghui pushed a trolley over and asked in a low voice what type of lunch the first-class guests wanted. Liu Handong found that she was obviously absent-minded and mixed up the lunch boxes.
When I turned around, I saw the late guest staring at Xuan Donghui.
Xuan Donghui stepped forward and asked: "Excuse me, do you need..."
The young man took Xuan Donghui's hand: "I don't want anything, I just want you, Huihui, marry me!"
Xuan Donghui violently pulled her hand back and said angrily: "Let go, don't make trouble."
The young man was so strong that he stood up and pulled Xuan Donghui into his arms. All the first-class guests looked at this scene in shock. They picked up girls on the plane. This guy is really courageous, but the overlord forced his bow.
It won't be beautiful.
Liu Handong couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, pay attention to the impact. This is an airplane, not your home."
The young man glared at him: "It's none of your business, get out!"
Liu Handong became angry and was about to take action when a male flight attendant came from the back cabin and severely stopped the young man's behavior and told him to sit down immediately and fasten his seat belt so as not to affect flight safety.
The young man punched the young man without any warning. The male flight attendant was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Xuan Donghui covered her face and screamed. Many people in the back cabin poked their heads in the air. Many meddlesome elderly passengers even unfastened their seat belts and planned to come over.
Watch the fun.
"Don't force me, or I'll blow up the plane!" the young man yelled, reaching for his waist.
An Xin held Shu Fan's hand tightly and her breathing became rapid. She was afraid that something might happen. After taking several detours to return home, she still encountered an unexpected incident.
The aftermath of the Malaysia Airlines incident is still lingering in the hearts of all passengers. No one expected to encounter a hijacking. In an instant, the economy class exploded. Some people were crying and some were making noises.
While trying to get a parachute, the random movements of the passengers caused the plane to lose its balance and start to bump.
"Don't be impulsive. If something happens, let's talk about it slowly after we get off the plane." Xuan Donghui was unusually calm at the critical moment, and she calmed the man with words.
The man suddenly burst into tears: "You all despise me and hate me. You don't even want me. I love you so much that I gave you my life, but you don't cherish it. I want you to say, "Will you marry me?"
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Liu Handong winked at Xuan Donghui, and the tacit understanding they had formed when they were in middle school came into play. Xuan Donghui understood what he meant and began to deliberately attract the man's attention.
"It's okay if I marry you, but you have to agree to three conditions."
"Don't say three, thirty will do." The man took the bait.
Xuan Donghui pretended to think: "Well, first, you must have a single-family villa in a scenic spot; second, you must have a car, at least a Porsche; third..."
The man kept nodding his head, but did not notice the big fist coming. Liu Handong used all his strength to punch, twisting his waist and exerting such force that he could knock down even a cow.
A strong wind hit, and the man turned his head subconsciously, hitting his face with his fist. His teeth and nosebleed flew out, and he hit the bulkhead sideways, fell down, and fainted.
Liu Handong stepped forward to check and found that there was no explosives in the man's waist and no dangerous items on his body.
"Is this guy your boyfriend?" Liu Handong asked Xuan Donghui, dumbfounded.
"No, alas, he is a rich second generation. He has been pestering me for a long time. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen."
The captain asked what happened via the intercom. Xuan Donghui said that a drunkard was causing trouble and that it had been resolved. He then made a broadcast to appease the hundreds of passengers in economy class.
For safety reasons, the flight flew back to Jeju Airport, and the person who tried to "blow up the plane" was handed over to the South Korean police. As a direct witness, Liu Handong was also invited to the airport police station. All passengers got off the plane and went through security checks again. Everyone complained.
, cursing.
There are Chinese people all over Jeju Island, and Chinese translators are easy to find. In the police station, Liu Handong narrated the incident. The young policemen admired Liu Handong very much because his punch was so hard that he gave the hijacker a concussion.
, dislocated jaw, still haven’t woken up yet
After finishing the transcript, Liu Handong and Xuan Donghui sat together.
"What does that kid do? Is his family rich?" Liu Handong asked.
Xuandonghui sighed: "I diverted to an international flight just to avoid him. Unexpectedly, this god of plague came after me. Yes, you are right. His family is rich, but he doesn't have much money. He is
The prince of Xiaoshangcun Group."
Liu Handong laughed loudly: "Xiaoshangcun Group is the village-run enterprise with a pure golden statue of Chairman Mao. Xuan Donghui, you really have been transferred to a golden turtle son-in-law."
Xuandonghui gave him a resentful look: "Don't make fun of me. If something like this happens, the grounding will be trivial. Maybe I will also lose my job. Then I really have no place to reason."
Liu Handong smiled and said: "If they chase you for nothing, just accept it and become the princess of Xiaoshang Village."
Xuan Donghui sighed: "Stop joking, Shang Yucheng is just a playboy. We have no common language. You have seen his character. He is willing to blow up planes at every turn. Can we live together with such people?"
Liu Handong said seriously: "When he comes out, I will talk to him about what is so great about being the second generation founder of a township enterprise."
Xuan Donghui felt sad: "Anyway, thank you." As she said that, she lowered her head and shed tears. Liu Handong didn't know how to persuade her. He thought for a while and said: "We are of the same age, you are not young anymore. Find a suitable one."
Just get married."
Saying this, Xuan Donghui cried even harder, covering her mouth and sobbing non-stop.
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In this way, they were delayed in Jeju Island for half a day. It was not until the next day that Liu Handong and others took other flights back to Omi.
In Shangfeng Shangshui Villa, the furnishings remain the same, things have changed, and An Xin caressed every item that Xia Qingshi used, her heart was like a knife. Scenes of the past appeared in front of her eyes. Her mind was full of the people she loved deeply, and the suddenly familiar bell
When the stereo rang, An Xin picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Liu Fei. She hung up the phone without any hesitation.
That betrayal experience made An Xin sleepless and regretful. Emotions are extremely dangerous things. Just like drugs, you can't let go of them. An Xin is a smart person. She knows that she can't afford to play this game, so she still plays it.
However, the final outcome can only be to lose his wife and lose his troops.
There was a conversation downstairs. It was Shu Fan's uncle Xia Baishi and his family. Xia Qingshi was such an eldest brother, and his attendance at the funeral was indispensable.
An Xin wiped away her tears and went downstairs. Xia Baishi looked solemn, wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Sisters and sisters, my condolences. If you need any help, just ask."
Xia Baishi's wife is named Liao Bichi. She is dressed in jewels and carrying a large LV bag. She does not feel sad at all, but there is a bit of joy in her eyebrows. She is comforting Shu Fan hypocritically: "Girl, move here and live, my aunt will take care of you.
Your brother can also play with you."
Xia Zhou sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. His T-shirt was inadvertently opened, revealing the Hermès belt. He didn't bother to get involved in adult affairs and was scrolling through WeChat with his mobile phone.
An Xin glanced around and sneered: "Thank you, we can handle it."
Xia Baishi coughed dryly and said: "The funeral is simple. Just follow Qingshi's last wish and keep everything simple. This and this, there are more follow-up questions. Qingshi is a high-tech family with a big career. Shu Fan is not yet an adult. As an uncle, I feel sorry for you. Let's do this.
, let Xiaofan move in with us, Anxin, you are still young, your days are long, you have to have your own life, right? "