Меn аrе аll idiots.
No wоrds соuld mоrе accurаtеly desсribe Ruan Siхiаn's сurrеnt stаtе of mind than this sеntence.
She instinctivelу withdrеw the lеtter, fоrсing а smilе that lооkеd wоrsе than сrying. She wantеd tо saу something but found hеrself unablе to utter а singlе wоrd.
Fоrtunаtеlу, after sауing this, Fu Mingуu nо lоnger lоokеd аt her—or rаthеr, he аcted as if shе didn’t exist—reасhing оut to turn оff the reading light, rесlining his sеat, аnd сlоsing his еуеs to rеst.
Тhe surrоunding pаssengers wеre quiеt, with оnlу oссаsiоnal sounds of рages turning or cups сlinking.
It seemed nо one hаd notiсеd the sсene.
But Ruan Sixian knew that many eyes were fixed on her at this moment, treating it as entertainment.
After all, these passengers who frequently traveled long distances in first class had either seen or heard about the little dramas between flight attendants and passengers.
Ruan Sixian gritted her teeth, picked up the coffee, and turned to leave.
Back in the storage room, she slammed the coffee pot down, startling Jiang Ziyue beside her.
"What’s wrong with you?" Jiang Ziyue asked.
"Nothing."
Although Ruan Sixian was seething inside, she didn’t dare complain about the boss in front of the chief flight attendant.
Even though she and Jiang Ziyue usually got along well, colleagues were still colleagues, and idle gossip could one day turn into a knife in the back.
Jiang Ziyue asked again, "By the way, did you deliver Si Xiaozhen’s thing?"
Ruan Sixian had a flaw: she could keep things to herself, but she couldn’t hide her emotions. The slightest inner turmoil would quickly show as a blush on her cheeks.
For example, right now, she was clearly agitated, her eyes practically shooting flames, but her flushed cheeks made her look as if she were shy.
Ruan Sixian said coldly, "Forget it, I’m not delivering it."
Then, she suddenly widened her eyes. "You knew about it?"
Jiang Ziyue shrugged and leaned against the cabinet. "She came to me this afternoon too."
Jiang Ziyue had more seniority than Ruan Sixian and the others. Earlier, she had been Si Xiaozhen’s training instructor, and as the chief flight attendant, Si Xiaozhen thought she might have more influence, so she had approached Jiang Ziyue for help first.
But Jiang Ziyue had refused outright.
Not only was it none of her business, but the whole thing was too absurd. Why take on such trouble?
Understanding the situation, Ruan Sixian nodded. "I haven’t found the right opportunity yet."
The "right opportunity" was just an excuse. The person was sitting right there—if she really wanted to deliver it, it would only take a moment.
Jiang Ziyue leaned closer and asked, "Are you scared?"
"Yes, I’m scared." Ruan Sixian curled her lips into a sarcastic smile. "It’s just too embarrassing."
What if he thought she was delivering a love letter?
"How could that be? There’s nothing to be embarrassed about." Jiang Ziyue picked up three servings of steak and squeezed past Ruan Sixian. "I’m going to deliver supper to the crew. As for you… once the lights go out, just quietly place it there. No one will know."
With Jiang Ziyue’s words, Ruan Sixian’s mood quickly shifted.
That made some sense.
Just now, Fu Mingyu had clearly misunderstood her, thinking she was trying to seduce him. How could Ruan Sixian explain something like that? No matter what she said, others might not believe her. Only by delivering the letter and letting Fu Mingyu read its contents would he realize his own misunderstanding.
However, with Fu Mingyu acting so arrogant right now, he definitely wouldn’t accept anything she tried to give him. So, she had to wait until the lights went out and everyone was asleep. Then, she could secretly slip the letter onto his seat without anyone noticing.When he woke up and saw the contents, the truth would be revealed.
Okay.
Ruan Sixian made her decision and waited quietly.
Twenty minutes later, the cabin lights dimmed. Most passengers reclined their seats and slept with eye masks on, while two passengers read books under their reading lights. The surroundings were so quiet that breathing could be heard.
Only a seven- or eight-year-old boy in seat 7A was playing an animated show out loud.
At times like this, the plane felt like a large dormitory, and Ruan Sixian felt like a dorm supervisor.
She tiptoed over to the little boy and reminded him to use headphones while watching the show.
The child grumbled and said, "My ears hurt."
Ruan Sixian crouched down and spoke softly, "Little friend, playing it out loud like this will disturb others."
The child still wasn’t happy and pointed at the adult beside him, saying, "My dad isn’t disturbed."
Ruan Sixian glanced over. His father was wearing an eye mask and noise-canceling headphones, completely unable to hear anything, sleeping like a log. It would be strange if he were disturbed.
In situations like this, Ruan Sixian had no choice but to patiently persuade him.
"Little friend, we’ll arrive in London in the early morning. If you don’t sleep now, you’ll be drowsy after getting off the plane tomorrow and won’t have the energy to play."
Her voice was gentle, and she deliberately softened her tone, making it hard for anyone to refuse, even a child.
The little boy thought seriously for a moment, then turned off his iPad. "Then I need to pee."
Ruan Sixian reached out her hand to him. "Come on, I’ll take you there."
Although the plane was cruising steadily, turbulence could occur at any time. Ensuring the child’s safety was Ruan Sixian’s responsibility.
As she passed by Fu Mingyu, Ruan Sixian glanced down. He was lying flat, breathing steadily, sleeping peacefully.
Ruan Sixian suddenly felt this was an opportunity, so she stopped and said to the child, "Little friend, wait for me a moment."
Then she bent down and placed the letter beside Fu Mingyu’s pillow.
When her fingers touched the pillow, Fu Mingyu pursed his lips, startling Ruan Sixian and making her think he wasn’t asleep at all.
Fortunately, he only tilted his head slightly.
However, Fu Mingyu didn’t open his eyes, but the child beside him saw everything clearly.
"Sister, are you giving him a love letter?"
Ruan Sixian: "..."
How did this little brat know so much?
"No," Ruan Sixian didn’t want to explain further. "Hurry up, or the bathroom might be occupied soon."
The child completely ignored Ruan Sixian’s words, acting like a little adult. "This brother is very handsome, but sister, you don’t have to be too shy. I’ve even received love letters before. It’s nothing, it’s normal."
Ruan Sixian nearly choked.
If you want to give a speech, little brat, don’t do it here, okay? What if Fu Mingyu wasn’t asleep but just resting with his eyes closed?
Ruan Sixian took her third deep breath of the day and dragged him to the bathroom.
The round trip took only a few minutes. When Ruan Sixian led the child back, she noticed that Fu Mingyu was no longer asleep. He had already adjusted his seat upright, turned on the reading light, and was looking at his iPad.
He moved so quickly that Ruan Sixian even wondered if he had really been asleep earlier.
But judging by his normal expression, he probably hadn’t heard anything.
She also didn’t know if he had seen the letter.
As she passed by Fu Mingyu, Ruan Sixian couldn’t help but crane her neck to look over.Alright, it seemed the letter hadn’t been discovered by him. Instead, it fell to the floor when he adjusted his seat upright.
Ruan Sixian felt a mix of emotions. Now, not only did she have to deliver it again, but she also had to pick it up right in front of him without being noticed.
It wasn’t just Ruan Sixian who saw the letter—the child next to her noticed it too.
And not only did he see it, but he also exclaimed loudly, "Sister, your love letter fell on the floor."
Ruan Sixian: "..."
I saw it, no need for your commentary.
Wait, no—this isn’t a love letter!
Fu Mingyu glanced over upon hearing this.
He only took a brief look, but upon realizing it was Ruan Sixian beside him, he quickly turned away, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on his lips.
Well, maybe not so ambiguous—Ruan Sixian could clearly sense the mockery all over his face.
What’s so funny?
What’s there to laugh about?
This really isn’t a damn love letter!
Ruan Sixian realized that since Fu Mingyu boarded the plane, he had spoken to her a total of five times, two of which were just two-word replies. Yet, he had already transformed her from a gentle and graceful fairy into a ticking time bomb ready to explode mid-air.
What kind of devil was he?
Of course, Ruan Sixian only dared to scream internally. On the surface, she maintained her smile.
"Little one, this isn’t a love letter."
"Then what is it?"
"It’s a letter of appeal."
"Isn’t that still a love letter?"
"..."
Ruan Sixian glanced back. Thankfully, Fu Mingyu didn’t seem to notice their conversation.
After settling the kid back into his seat, Ruan Sixian crouched down to fasten his seatbelt and gently patted his forehead.
"Get some rest early."
With that, she took a deep breath before slowly standing up and turning to face Fu Mingyu.
His attention seemed completely absorbed by his iPad, not sparing her a single glance.
That was for the best.
Ruan Sixian walked over to him, quickly picked up the letter, and handed it to him.
At this point, she didn’t bother pretending not to know him or addressing him politely as "sir."
"President Fu, please don’t misunderstand. This is my..."
Before she could finish, the plane suddenly jolted without warning.
And the turbulence was quite intense. Many passengers woke up startled, and the seatbelt sign lit up immediately.
With two years of flying experience, Ruan Sixian knew from instinct that this wasn’t just ordinary turbulence—it might even be skirting the edge of Cumulonimbus Rain.
There was no time to think about anything else. Safety was the priority. She didn’t dare move recklessly and immediately grabbed the back of Fu Mingyu’s seat to steady herself.
In the chaos, she looked down and saw Fu Mingyu calmly putting away his iPad, lifting his gaze to meet hers.
He seemed about to say something.
Just then, the plane’s announcement suddenly cut him off.
"Ladies and gentlemen, due to strong convective turbulence, the aircraft is experiencing some bumps. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts. The lavatories are now closed."
At that moment, the child next to her started crying in fear, desperately trying to lunge toward his father. Realizing he was restrained by the seatbelt, he began unfastening it.
Ruan Sixian immediately shouted, "Little one! Don’t unfasten your seatbelt! This is just turbulence—don’t be scared!"
But the child wasn’t listening. His father, who had just been jolted awake, sat up groggily, clearly still disoriented about what was happening.
She couldn’t let the child actually unfasten his seatbelt and leave his seat. If he stumbled around the plane, it would only cause more trouble.Ruan Sixian didn't have time to think it through and immediately wanted to run over to restrain the child.
But the moment she let go, the plane jolted violently again. Unsteady on her feet, her center of gravity shifted, and she fell forward.
—Right into Fu Mingyu's arms.
Ruan Sixian: "………………………………"
His scent enveloped her, their bodies pressed together, with Ruan Sixian's upper half almost entirely leaning against his chest.
Looking up, she met his gaze.
He tilted his head slightly, the mockery and disdain in his eyes completely unconcealed.
What Ruan Sixian interpreted was—"Let's see how the hell you explain this now."
At a moment like this, Ruan Sixian's heart raced uncontrollably, as if it were about to leap out of her chest. The blush on her face spread all the way to her ears.
She could clearly hear her own heartbeat, thumping loudly.
This was just too damn awkward.
Fu Mingyu spoke up amidst the sound of her heartbeat: "What misunderstanding?"
Ruan Sixian: "…"
Nothing but silence.
In this situation, if I said I wasn't trying to seduce you, would you believe it?
I wouldn't even believe it myself.
Just then, the plane gradually steadied.
The two of them stared at each other.
One flushed red, the other so calm that not a trace of emotion showed in his eyes.
After a long while, with no response from her, Fu Mingyu spoke again: "How much longer are you planning to sit on my lap?"
Ruan Sixian: "……………………"
Ruan Sixian immediately stood up, her hands unsure where to go. She ruffled her hair, her fingers accidentally brushing against her face.
With how hot her face felt, if she had a mirror, she'd probably see herself blushing as if she'd just stepped out of a sauna.
"I…" Ruan Sixian closed her eyes and steeled herself, placing the letter on his table. "This is from my colleague, entrusted to me to give to you. It contains some of her small ideas about the Soaring Plan."
After setting it down, she didn't dare look at his expression and walked straight away.
Entering the rest area, Jiang Ziyue happened to come over and said, "Ruan Ruan, just now…"
Jiang Ziyue stopped mid-sentence and patted Ruan Sixian's shoulder.
"It's nothing, I was just startled by the turbulence," Ruan Sixian said, steadying herself for a moment. "The child in seat 7A was scared and started crying. Could you please bring a glass of juice over? I'm going to rest now."
For nearly ten hours afterward, Ruan Sixian passed by Fu Mingyu countless times.
Fortunately, he slept for almost five hours and spent the other five fully focused on his own tasks, not giving Ruan Sixian so much as a glance.
But even so, every time she passed by him, Ruan Sixian felt uneasy all over, as if he would look up at any moment and mock her with some humiliating remark.
Thankfully, that didn't happen.
After landing and seeing off all the passengers, Ruan Sixian felt as if she'd shed a layer of skin. She had never felt so exhausted after a long-haul flight before.
However, as she rubbed her shoulders and walked back through the cabin, passing by Fu Mingyu's seat, she nearly fainted from anger.
—The letter was left untouched on the table.
How did Ruan Sixian know it was untouched?
—Because Si Xiaozhen, to show respect, had sealed it with wax.
Ruan Sixian took a deep breath—she had lost count of how many times she'd done so today—and picked up the letter.
So, after all the ups and downs she'd experienced on this flight, it had all been her own one-woman show?!
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