The plane was in first class, and the air conditioner was turned on, so the temperature was a bit low.
As soon as Liangchen and Jinghao took their seats, the flight attendant immediately came over with blankets and pillows, and handed them to Liangchen and Jinghaohao with a friendly face.
Liangchen nodded calmly, tore open the bag, took out the blanket in his hand, and handed it to Jing Haohao.
Jing Hao raised his eyelids, glanced at Liangchen, picked up his own one, tore open the bag, shook out the blanket, covered himself, then turned his head, turned his back to Liangchen and closed it again
Eye.
Liangchen stared at the back of Jing Haohao's head, his eyes becoming a little dazed.
The plane took off and rushed to an altitude of 30,000 feet. Just as the sun was setting, the blood-red light shone through the small window of the plane and fell on Jing Haohao's face, turning her fair and tender skin into a crimson color.
On the table in front of her were the airplane meals and drinks that Liangchen had ordered for her.
Waves of aroma spread slowly.
But Jing Haohao always maintained the same posture as when he got on the plane, sitting there indifferently, with no intention of eating.
"Okay, let's eat something. I haven't eaten anything all day."
Liangchen leaned over and said in a low voice.
Jing Haohao's eyelids flickered slightly, she opened her eyes and looked out at the clouds dyed red by the setting sun. She moved her lips, raised her hand, and pressed the service bell.
The beautiful flight attendant came over quickly: "Miss, what do you need?"
Jing Haohao said in a calm voice: "One piece of beef rice and one cup of orange juice."
The flight attendant took a look at the untouched airplane meal placed in front of Jing Haohao. It was exactly the same as what she ordered, beef rice and orange juice.
The flight attendant said with a smile: "Miss, don't these meals belong to you?"
Jing Haohao said in a quiet voice: "I want to change it, can't I?"
The stewardess subconsciously looked at Liangchen who was ordering food. Liangchen looked slightly ugly. When he met the gaze of the flight attendant, he pursed his lips and nodded gently.
"Okay, miss, please wait a moment." The flight attendant smiled lightly, bent down, and took away the food in front of Jinghao Hao.
Within a minute, the flight attendant brought a new meal to the plane. Jing Hao said "thank you", picked up the chopsticks, and started eating as if nothing happened.
Liangchen sat aside, looking at Jing Haohao with his head lowered and eating slowly, but he felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
It turns out that the lyrics that Eason Chan once sang were right.
If nothing happens, that would be the cruelest revenge.
Liangchen had always thought that quarreling, insulting, and taking action were the most direct ways to fight back and retaliate against a person. But now, he realized that Jing Haohao silently treated him like an airless person.
It is the cruelest and most direct revenge.
There were no vicious words, no hysterical quarrels, and no absolute confrontation with a knife. Just a nonchalant attitude could easily defeat all the defenses in his heart and defeat him.
…
The plane arrived at Jiangshan Airport on time at 7:30 pm.
The driver was already waiting at the airport, picked up Liangchen and Jinghaohao, and took them directly back to the villa halfway up the mountain.
It has been nearly a month since she left Jiangshan City. The temperature in Jiangshan City is much higher than when she left. The trees on the mountains have awakened from the harsh winter and have grown into lush foliage.
