Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1728 - 1724: Who Would Feel Inferior? (Happy New Year to Everyone~)

Chapter 1728: Chapter 1724: Who Would Feel Inferior? (Happy New Year to Everyone~)

The woman across from him wore a standard air hostess uniform, with delicate lace outlining her slender legs and perky breasts, showcasing her exquisite curves in full. Excitement flared in her eyes like crescent moons, her cheeks a rosy flush, bare of any extra adornment. Her hair, pulled back, with strands naturally falling down past her ears.

She was a classic beauty; if Ren Feifan were to score her, she’d easily earn an 85+. Not bad at all.

Ren Feifan felt she looked familiar, but no matter how hard he thought, he just couldn’t place her.

After all, he had experienced so much over the past year and met so many people.

"I’m sorry, do we know each other? You are..." Ren Feifan asked, frowning.

The air hostess had already forgotten her lapse in composure, even more excited as she pointed to herself and said, "I’m Zhao Meijing! You might not remember my name, but do you recall the near-incident on last year’s GH3520 international flight? You were the hero who saved the entire plane. I was the air hostess onboard. I even slipped you a note with my phone number... If it doesn’t ring a bell, I also kissed you; you must remember that."

Zhao Meijing became increasingly excited as she spoke, her body tilting forward, revealing a vast expanse of snowy white skin.

Incredibly alluring.

Ren Feifan pondered with knitted brows for a moment before something finally clicked.

Indeed, the plane incident had occurred; there had been an air hostess who gave him a red-lipped kiss and quietly tucked a note into his pocket.

He hadn’t thought much of it at the time and had tossed the note into a mysterious space afterward.

He didn’t believe he would need it.

Now encountering Zhao Meijing in front of him, memories flooded back like a rising tide, and with a thought, the note appeared in his hand.

He unfolded it slightly, and sure enough, there on it were Zhao Meijing’s name, phone number, and even her address.

Zhao Meijing was initially a bit angry about Ren Feifan’s forgetfulness; after all, a gorgeous woman had taken the initiative to slip him a note and a kiss, and he had still forgotten her.

But when she saw Ren Feifan take out the intact note, her heart burgeoned with joy.

After all, who carries around a note like that? And to keep it so well-preserved!

She even convinced herself that Ren Feifan must have her in his heart; he was just too shy to seek her out because of propriety.

"Turns out he’s a romantically inexperienced young man, haha!" she thought to herself.

Ren Feifan offered a polite smile: "I’m very sorry, I’ve been a bit busy with work and keep forgetting names. Please forgive me."

Zhao Meijing was about to reply when another air hostess, in her thirties, approached, coughed lightly, and glared at Zhao Meijing sharply.

It was clear that she was reminding Zhao Meijing not to bother the passenger and to maintain her professional image.

Zhao Meijing’s face changed, and she hurriedly said, "Ren Feifan, I’ll come to find you later. You have to wait for me."

Before Ren Feifan could respond, she rushed toward the end of the aisle.

Watching her retreating figure, Ren Feifan touched his nose, feeling helpless.

"Is this walking into a streak of romantic luck? To encounter such a situation even on a flight?"

He didn’t take the matter to heart and closed his eyes to rest.

Soon after, the plane landed at the Capital City International Airport.

In the meantime, it seemed that Zhao Meijing had been scolded by the supervising air hostess, and her multiple attempts to approach Ren Feifan were blocked by the supervisor.

Zhao Meijing had no choice but to give up.

The turbine wound down at Capital City International Airport, and Ren Feifan didn’t see Zhao Meijing anymore. He didn’t think much of it and simply disembarked the plane, stepping onto the land of Capital City.

He had come to Capital City on his own, without notifying Ye Chuchen and the others, so there was no one waiting to pick him up at the airport.

His figure seemed somewhat desolate.

Just as Ren Feifan was about to walk out of the airport, a breathless voice called out.

"Ren Feifan, wait a minute... Why... why are you leaving? Didn’t I ask you to wait for me?"

Ren Feifan stopped in his tracks, turned his head and was surprised to find that Zhao Meijing had changed into an entirely different outfit than her flight attendant uniform.

A mini skirt, with a thin, tight white top, her long, fair thighs and the outline of her lofty chest were partially visible, extremely alluring.

She was also wearing black high heels which, considering her already tall stature, almost made her as tall as Ren Feifan.

At that moment, perhaps from running for a long time, her face was covered in sweatdrops, reddening slightly, adding to her allure; she bent over to rub her feet.

Running in high heels, how could she not be tired!

Ren Feifan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn’t see you just now, I thought you had already left the plane, so naturally, I left. Otherwise, I reckon the others would have shooed me off as well."

Zhao Meijing gave Ren Feifan a look and looked around a bit, then said: "No one came to pick you up?"

Ren Feifan nodded: "I came alone. By the way, why aren’t you at work?"

A glint of excitement flashed in Zhao Meijing’s eyes as she replied: "Actually, your coming is quite timely. This flight just happens to be my last one today, and I’ve also applied for annual leave for the next few days. Heh, by the way, it’s about time for dinner, let me treat you to a meal to thank you for saving my life."

Ren Feifan intended to refuse, but then Zhao Meijing added: "As a handsome guy, you wouldn’t reject a beautiful lady’s invitation, right? That would be quite a blow to my pride."

Ren Feifan could only give in.

Zhao Meijing brought Ren Feifan to the parking lot; she had always lived in Capital City and had a car parked in the underground parking lot of Capital City International Airport.

The car was a white BMW MINI.

A bit small, but Ren Feifan still got in at her invitation.

After that, Zhao Meijing drove towards Sanlitun in Capital City. There was a restaurant there that tasted good, which she frequented with her girlfriends.

Along the way, Zhao Meijing’s sidelong glances kept sweeping over Ren Feifan.

His clothes didn’t appear to have any popular brand tags; they were probably street stall goods, but Zhao Meijing held no contempt. On the contrary, she enjoyed the company of someone so casual.

But she was mistaken, Ren Feifan’s clothes were not street stall goods. In fact, they were all custom-made from Paris, unbranded, because Ren Feifan preferred simplicity.

As for the clothes appearing old-fashioned, it was because he believed comfort was key when it came to attire, not flashiness or attractiveness.

"By the way, Ren Feifan, what exactly is your job? I remember last time you seemed capable of piloting a plane, were you in the air force before?" Zhao Meijing asked while handling the steering wheel.

Ren Feifan smiled and casually replied: "I don’t really have a job. If I had to name one, I guess I’d be working at a pharmaceutical company. As for flying a plane, that was just me blundering through it."

"Pharmaceutical company?" Zhao Meijing nodded her head, not persisting in asking about his profession, afraid of causing him to feel inferior. Instead, she spoke of some recent major events in Capital City.

From the conversation, Ren Feifan faintly sensed that there might be some issues going on in Capital City.

(PS: Red envelopes will be distributed promptly at 7 o’clock this evening in the group~ Initially wanted to create a WeChat group, but alas the number of people is limited. Wishing everyone a happy New Year’s Eve! Besides the red envelopes, there will also be updates tonight!)