Six hundred and seventieth chapters escalation of contradictions
Huang Mao's attitude was very bad, but Han Sanqian was not an unreasonable person. Although the children's noise was somewhat excusable, Han Nian's crying did have a certain impact on their rest.
So Han Sanqian was not angry, but said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I tried my best to coax her. Maybe she is afraid of flying."
When Huang Mao saw Han Sanqian's attitude, he thought he was a bully. He became even more arrogant and said: "This is first class. I spent so much money just hoping to have a good rest on the way. If you can't let me
If she calms down, don't blame me for being rude."
"Okay, okay, I'll find a way. I'm really sorry." Han Sanqian said, patting Han Nian gently, hoping to relieve her crying in this way.
After Huang Mao returned to his seat, he said to his girlfriend next to him: "Okay. I have already taught him a lesson. You can rest first. If he makes trouble again, I will give him some color."
The girl next to her had her hair dyed pink and her thick makeup was even more exaggerated than that of a big-time opera singer. She said impatiently: "If it interferes with my rest anymore, just give them some money and let them downgrade the cabin."
"No problem. Money is a small matter, but it must not affect your rest." Huang Mao said with a smile.
Han Sanqian tried almost every method to finally calm Han Nian down. Xiao Nizi might have been tired from crying, so she fell asleep.
Han Sanqian let out a long breath and realized more and more that raising a child was not an easy task. This short period of crying was even more difficult than what he had experienced in the center of the earth.
Halfway through the two-day journey, Han Nian felt uncomfortable again when changing Han Nian's diaper. It is normal for children to cry at such times.
Because Han Sanqian moved slowly and was afraid of causing too much noise to other passengers, he handed Han Nian over to He Ting. He Ting was more skillful in his movements and could complete the task in a shorter time.
Taking advantage of this time, Han Sanqian went to the toilet.
But Han Nian's crying aroused the dissatisfaction of the young couple again at this time.
"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, why don't you die!" the girl gritted her teeth as if she couldn't bear it anymore.
When Huang Mao, the flower protector, heard this, he stood up and said, "Leave it to me, and I'll tell them to get out immediately."
He Ting put Han Nian in her place and bent over to change Han Nian's diaper. But at this time, she was suddenly kicked. If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, she would have directly supported Han Nian with her hands, like this
The force would cause unimaginable harm to a little baby.
"What are you doing?" He Ting said angrily when she turned around and saw Huang Mao.
"What should I do?" Huang Mao had a particularly arrogant temper. He probably thought He Ting was easier to bully, so he didn't leave any room. He said, "Do you want me to help you calm her down? I can put this little guy to sleep with one punch."
Get off the plane."
"She's just a child. Is it necessary to be so fussy?" He Ting said.
"She made my girlfriend take a break, so what about the child? Who do you think I am?" Huang Mao said disdainfully.
He Ting is a person with strong old-fashioned ideas and doesn't understand the exaggerated dressing up of young people nowadays. In her eyes, Huang Mao is like a psychopath with chicken feathers in his head.
People are divided into three categories. Han Sanqian was enjoying the pleasure of excretion when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Didn't you see anyone?" Han Sanqian said helplessly.
"Sir, something happened. Can you come out as soon as possible?" the stewardess said outside the door.
Something happened!
Han Sanqian immediately thought of Huang Mao. Could it be that this kid was causing trouble again?
In less than ten seconds, Han Sanqian opened the toilet door and walked towards his seat without having time to listen to the flight attendant's explanation.
When he saw Huang Mao pulling He Ting's hair tightly, the anger in Han Sanqian's heart instantly rose.
He had a very harmonious attitude towards Huang Mao before, because Han Nian had indeed affected his rest, but if the matter escalated to a hands-on level, Han Sanqian would not be apologetic.
Huang Mao did not realize that the crisis was approaching him step by step. He Ting, who had no power to resist, was like an ant at his mercy.
"If you don't let go, I won't show mercy." After saying this, Huang Mao kicked He Ting in the waist.
He Ting gasped in pain, but her obsession to protect Han Nian still made her hold on to the armrest.
At this moment, Huang Mao suddenly felt a hand grabbing his throat, and just for a moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Let her go." Han Sanqian's extremely cold voice came to his ears.
Huang Mao's face flushed and he turned to look at Han Sanqian, and said with all his strength: "Shabi, let me go, you're not going to end well if you mess with me."