Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 401 Watching the Tigers Fight from the Mountain

Chapter 401: Chapter 401 Watching the Tigers Fight from the Mountain

It has to be said, the conditions in first class were indeed very good, with not only ample space but also a comprehensive range of facilities.

Zhu Kun was astonished to discover that in the entire first-class cabin, there were only him and Song Qiuhan, which made him even more restless.

If he could have some ambiguous encounters with Doctor Song in this first-class cabin, wouldn’t that be thrilling...

The seat next to Zhu Kun was Song Qiuhan’s, and as soon as he sat down, he began to make a fuss, asking about her well-being in various ways, which left Song Qiuhan quite helpless.

However, just as the plane was about to take off, several figures arrived late and entered the first-class cabin.

It turned out that the other people in the first class were all together!

Zhu Kun was immediately disappointed; it seemed his dirty little dreams were going down the drain.

Among those who arrived, the leader was a young man dressed in fashion, with tattoos on his arm, clearly looking every bit the heir of a rich family.

As for the others, they were all strong men in suits, which seemed like they were all bodyguards for the tattooed youth.

Zhu Kun was amazed, buying first-class tickets for the bodyguards; the tattooed youth’s family background was obviously extraordinary, at least not something his own ordinary rich second generation could compare with.

Towards such people, Zhu Kun certainly did not dare to offend them easily, nor did he even dare to make eye contact, for fear it would bring unnecessary trouble upon himself.

Unfortunately, Zhu Kun didn’t want trouble, but trouble still came knocking.

"Hey, move back there!" the tattooed youth commanded Zhu Kun very arrogantly, with a tone that was clearly an order.

Zhu Kun’s face immediately showed embarrassment, yet with the other party having the advantage in numbers, he didn’t dare to make a scene, so he had no choice but to keep his cool and responded with an awkward smile, "Brother, are you mistaken? This is my seat."

The tattooed youth’s face was impatient, "Damn, what does your seat matter? I just want to sit in your place, got a problem with that?"

"You..." Zhu Kun was livid.

With the other party speaking so domineeringly, if he were to just obediently give up his seat, it would be too much of a loss of face.

But if he didn’t let him sit, it was clear that the other party was not going to let it go easily.

For a moment, Zhu Kun found himself in a difficult position, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Song Qiuhan, who was sitting beside him, couldn’t stand it anymore and said to the tattooed youth in a cold voice, "Sir, we are on a plane; please abide by the flight regulations, okay? My friend bought this seat, so by what right do you ask him to change seats?"

The tattooed youth smirked, "Miss, you misunderstood. I didn’t mean anything else; it’s just that it’s so boring on the flight, I just want to get closer to the beautiful scenery..."

As he spoke, the tattooed youth’s gaze roamed unchecked over Song Qiuhan’s body.

Today, Song Qiuhan was dressed rather casually, in a pair of light blue skinny jeans that made her legs look slender and attractive under the fabric.

Her upper body was adorned with a black ladies’ blazer, with a white tight-fitting T-shirt underneath.

The proud bust pushed the blazer up high, giving off an almost bursting sense.

Combined with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and Song Qiuhan’s pale and incredibly beautiful face, she exuded an indescribable intellectual charisma.

It stirred a primal urge in one’s heart to conquer her!

In fact, as soon as the tattooed youth boarded the plane, he was immediately attracted by Song Qiuhan.

As a true heir of a wealthy family who had seen countless women, he had never seen a woman with such elegance, intellect, and ethereal quality like Song Qiuhan before and naturally wouldn’t miss such an opportunity.

Song Qiuhan noticed the unabashedly scrutinizing gaze of the tattooed youth and immediately felt a wave of revulsion, clearly understanding his intentions.

"I’m sorry, but I have work to discuss with my friend, so please go back to your own seat!" Song Qiuhan said without any courtesy.

"Discussing work? Is that so?" The tattooed youth looked at Zhu Kun with a playful expression.

At the same time, he stealthily stepped down hard on Zhu Kun’s foot.

The bodyguards behind him also assumed a menacing look and surrounded Zhu Kun.

Zhu Kun was in so much pain that he didn’t even dare to cry out.

"Doctor Song, it’s rest time now, there’s no need to talk about work until after we get off the plane."

"Well then, it’s a bit stuffy in here, I’ll step out for some air, haha."

Hearing that, Zhu Kun beat a hasty retreat without looking back.

He did want to pursue Song Qiuhan, but he certainly didn’t want to offend the powerful and influential young masters that he couldn’t afford to provoke.

Watching Zhu Kun run away in a panic, Song Qiuhan felt a tightness in her chest.

This guy was usually all over her, relentlessly pursuing her, but she hadn’t expected that at this critical moment, he would run faster than anyone!

Song Qiuhan felt a sense of relief, thankful that she had seen through Zhu Kun’s true colors from the start and had always resisted his advances. Otherwise, she would have truly regretted it for a lifetime.

The tattooed youth was quite pleased with himself, "Haha, it seems your friend is quite tactful, knowing he shouldn’t interrupt our conversation."

"From what he said, you seem to be a doctor? Then I guess, Doctor Song, you must look charming in a uniform, hahaha..."

The tattooed youth smiled with innuendo, his mind already painting indecorous scenarios.

After escaping the first-class cabin, Zhu Kun finally let out a sigh of relief.

Luckily he had run fast, otherwise that wealthy young master wouldn’t have let him off lightly—with those bodyguards’ physiques, he would have definitely suffered some physical harm.

However, he had escaped for now, but what would he do after the plane took off?

Thinking of the fierce tattooed youth still in first class, Zhu Kun felt too timid to return.

Suddenly, an idea struck Zhu Kun.

He went straight to the economy class and immediately spotted Chen Xuan in a corner.

"So, how is it, Chen Xuan, is economy class comfortable?" Zhu Kun said with a smug look.

"Do you have business with me? If not, you can get lost, and don’t interrupt my TV watching!" Chen Xuan couldn’t be bothered to waste words on him.

Zhu Kun was so choked up he could barely manage a smile.

"Actually, it’s nothing much, we’re colleagues from the same hospital after all, and I see it’s a bit unfair for you to be sitting alone in economy class."

"I’ve decided to give up my first-class seat to you, so you, too, can enjoy the feeling of being a person of status!"

With that, Zhu Kun handed over his ticket to Chen Xuan with a smiling face.

Zhu Kun had already thought it through; since the tattooed youth was not someone to mess with, he would let Chen Xuan deal with him.

That way, Zhu Kun could sit back and watch the fight.

Thinking of his clever plan, Zhu Kun couldn’t help but burst into rejoicing inside.