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Chapter 87 - 086: Murong Fei in Trouble

Chapter 87: Chapter 086: Murong Fei in Trouble

Because it was in first class, when Murong Fei raised her voice, a flight attendant immediately approached.

"Sir, please show your ticket. Is this your seat?"

Upon hearing Murong Fei’s words, the flight attendant said in a very gentle voice to Liu Jiacheng.

Liu Jiacheng, looking at Murong Fei’s ruthlessly cold and beautiful face, twitched with anger and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay!"

He spat out three angry "okay"s at Murong Fei and stood up from his seat.

"Sir, please show your ticket."

"Show your ass! Get lost! I’m in a bad mood!"

Before the flight attendant could finish her sentence, Liu Jiacheng bellowed, startling her and even causing the rest of the first-class passengers to flinch.

Liu Jiacheng, uncaring, walked over to Qin Tian, gesturing to switch seats back with him.

Qin Tian didn’t say anything and sat back down next to Murong Fei.

Although his face appeared calm, his heart was already blossoming with joy.

Ha ha ha, though Murong Fei is cold, and that’s a bad thing, isn’t it also a good thing in another sense?

With such a distant wife, mom doesn’t have to worry about me getting cuckolded! Qin Tian felt schadenfreude in his heart.

Back in his seat, Liu Jiacheng, still hopeful, kept staring at Murong Fei, filled with hatred inside.

"The more you ignore me, the more I want to have you, hmph, let’s see how provocative you are in bed! Just wait, after the plane lands you just wait!" Liu Jiacheng, grinning maliciously, thought to himself as he glared at Murong Fei.

Just then, Murong Fei glanced at Qin Tian and said indifferently, "Qin Tian, without my permission, you are not allowed to leave me."

Huh?

Qin Tian was stunned, wondering why that sounded like a line from a romance drama?

But of course, Qin Tian knew the implication behind Murong Fei’s words and said, "President Fei, it wasn’t that I had an option just now. That man insisted on switching seats with me."

"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what little schemes you have in mind," Murong Fei said, her red lips twitching as she gave Qin Tian a sidelong glance.

"Fine, you are the worm in my stomach, you know everything I’m thinking. I, Zhao Ritian, am convinced," Qin Tian chuckled dryly.

As the two spoke, Liu Jiacheng, who had been watching Murong Fei all the while, grew even angrier.

What sort of man is this?

How can you talk to such a man and not to me?

Liu Jiacheng felt an intense jealousy towards Qin Tian. He couldn’t understand what he lacked compared to Qin Tian.

Of course, he also speculated that Qin Tian must not know Murong Fei well, otherwise why would Qin Tian have given up his seat to him?

Thus, the more he thought, the angrier Liu Jiacheng felt, convinced Murong Fei was intentionally targeting him, which infuriated him even more.

Ignoring the rule against using phones on the plane, Liu Jiacheng covertly made a call.

About three hours later, the plane landed on time at Beijing Airport.

Murong Fei walked ahead as she came out, with Qin Tian following behind like a servant, carrying both his and Murong Fei’s luggage.

Alas, what could he do, let his wife carry the luggage? He could only comfort himself with this thought.

Following behind with a briefcase, Liu Jiacheng finally understood the relationship between Murong Fei and Qin Tian. Oh, so this guy is like the subordinate or lackey of this beauty, definitely someone of low status.

"Heh, so your status isn’t that of an ordinary woman, huh? I like it." Liu Jiacheng, watching Murong Fei’s back, revealed a determined expression.

Because the flight was delayed in taking off from the airport, it was already around five in the afternoon when they arrived at Beijing Airport.

"Hey boss, I’m hungry. Can we eat first?"

Watching Murong Fei continuing ahead without caring, Qin Tian, the "servant," stopped and went on strike.

Hearing this, Murong Fei stopped.

After a few seconds, she turned around to look at Qin Tian.

"What do you want to eat?" she asked.

"Anything is fine, just not too spicy," Qin Tian said, "Thanks for being considerate, boss. Hehe."

Not far outside the airport, there were many small vendors and stalls. Qin Tian suggested going to a roadside stall for fried rice.

Murong Fei frowned and refused, "Don’t eat from roadside stalls; they’re not clean. Let’s choose something else."

Murong Fei, raised in luxury, had truly never eaten at a roadside stall.

A real princess is a princess indeed—so picky even about a meal. Qin Tian thought to himself, back in the Sahara Desert, I had to eat raw vegetables. Do you understand that?

With no choice but to accommodate Murong Fei’s preferences, Qin Tian and she went to a Chinese restaurant nearby.

They had barely sat down when Murong Fei, feeling an urgent need, prepared to go to the bathroom. The restaurant didn’t have a restroom; the boss pointed far off and said, "Go that way, about three hundred meters, turn the corner, there’s a public restroom."

Murong Fei took a pack of tissues from her luggage and walked outside. Qin Tian began ordering food at the restaurant.

The place wasn’t crowded. After ordering, Qin Tian started playing with his phone, but after about ten minutes, there was still no sign of Murong Fei, and he was puzzled.

Another ten minutes passed and Qin Tian had gone through several Chapters of a web novel, yet Murong Fei still hadn’t returned. He frowned.

Oh no, she didn’t fall into the toilet, did she?

Qin Tian asked the restaurant boss to keep an eye on the luggage and he himself headed towards the restroom.

A few hundred meters out and just around the corner, Qin Tian immediately spotted Murong Fei a few meters from the public restroom.

At that moment, Murong Fei stood in the plaza outside the public restroom, surrounded by three blond-haired men.

All three, clad in jeans and black shirts, each sporting an earring, looked like good-for-nothing thugs.

Seeing this scene, the few others outside the restroom hurriedly stepped away.

"Hey, beautiful, why don’t you hang out with us?"

One tall blond-haired man said to Murong Fei flirtatiously.

"Come on, hang out with us, hehe, you’re pretty cute," another with a scar on his face added, laughing.

"Go away!"

It was already the third time Murong Fei had said the same thing to the three blond-haired men.

Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she looked down slightly, showing none of the panic or fear expected from a girl surrounded by hooligans.

Qin Tian was briefly stunned and couldn’t help but admire Murong Fei’s composure and strong presence, showing no hint of distress despite the situation.

"Hehe, quite the fiery temper. You’re quite pretty. How about being my woman?" the tall blond chuckled.

At that moment, Murong Fei finally looked up.

As she raised her head, she saw Qin Tian in the distance.

Qin Tian met her gaze and his face betrayed a schadenfreude expression.

"Let’s see if you can keep your calm now. If you don’t ask for my help, I won’t intervene. Let’s see how you handle this."

Arms crossed over his chest, Qin Tian now wore a relaxed expression as if enjoying a show.

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