Guan Enping sat in the emergency command office set up temporarily at the airport. Through the glass door, she could see the crowded terminal hall. Almost every airline counter was crowded with dissatisfied passengers. She took a deep breath and held her forehead. The rain started last night and it didn't seem to stop or get smaller. Her intercom hadn't been quiet since six in the morning. She just wanted to take a break when she heard another report that Feiyang's front desk had a conflict with a passenger. When the airport security stepped forward to stop it, they had a conflict with the passenger.
Guan Enping called the police without saying a word. When they arrived at the scene, it was already a mess.
"Has the police station at the airport not arrived yet?" She looked from a distance and asked the security guard who was maintaining order outside. Before she could get an answer, she stepped forward impatiently, "Everyone calm down, I'm the vice president of the airport." After saying that, she took out a chair from behind the service desk and stood on it, "Due to weather reasons, the plane cannot fly. I hope everyone can understand. Once the weather conditions allow, the airport will be opened immediately and all planes will take off in the shortest possible time. If you have any opinions or requests, you can send representatives to negotiate with the airlines. Please don't disrupt the waiting order at the airport. The airport has done its best to provide convenience for everyone. Please understand if there are any inconveniences."
The crowd was quiet for a moment, but soon became agitated again. The crowd pushed each other, and Guan Enping's chair was pushed by someone. She lost her balance and fell straight backwards. She was startled, but felt someone supporting her from behind. However, she still fell to the ground, with someone crushed behind her.
At this time, the police rushed in and blocked the crowd. Guan Enping looked up and saw a young man reaching out to pull her up. She turned back and saw He Xiaoning half lying on the ground with a frown on his face. The bunch of lilies next to him had been ravaged beyond recognition. The people next to him looked concerned, "Are you okay?"
This familiar voice brought He Xiaoning back from her deep thoughts. She had forgotten the pain in her body and looked at the person in front of her in shock. Her eyes became moist in an instant. She tried hard to restrain herself and forced not to let the tears flow down.
Qiao Yan frowned and slowly helped her up. "It's so messy here, what are you doing here?"
He Xiaoning lowered her head and rubbed her arm gently, "Xiaoping and the others put the gift here and let me get it myself." She moved her ankle and found that her heel was broken.
Qiao Yan suddenly remembered that today was He Xiaoning's birthday. In fact, he remembered it a few days ago. He smiled in his heart, and some inexplicable melancholy grew. He squatted down to pick up the bouquet and handed it to her, "I'm afraid the shoes can't be worn, what should I do?"
He Xiaoning was a little at a loss, but Guan Enping supported her from the side, "Leave it to me, luckily Miss He helped me, otherwise I would definitely be injured." She looked at He Xiaoning with a smile, "Come to my office, I have it, give me emergency help first."
He Xiaoning glanced at Qiao Yan unintentionally, then turned to look at Guan Enping, "Then we'll leave first."
Zhou Tongzhe followed with great insight. After walking a few steps, Qiao Yan turned around and smiled calmly, "Happy birthday to you."
He Xiaoning stared at him blankly, but his view was blocked by Zhou Tongzhe. He came up to her and said, "Hey, Master's wife, it's your birthday today. I wish you a happy birthday every year. Congratulations."
"Tongzhe, let's go. We're already late." Qiao Yan frowned and sent him away.
He Xiaoning's eyes were filled with mist. He hadn't said these four words to her for two years. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He really let it go. Such gentle words, such a frank smile, but it cut her heart like a knife.
"Let's go!" Guan Enping could see the reluctance and love in his eyes. She tried her best to suppress her jealousy and pretended to be humble.
He Xiaoning finally came to her senses, turned around and limped to the elevator with the help of Guan Enping. When they arrived at the vice president's office, Guan Enping asked the secretary to bring her a cup of coffee. "Miss He, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect such an unpleasant thing to happen on your birthday."
"It doesn't matter. The weather is so bad today." He Xiaoning didn't know what to say.
"Do you have a mission today?" Guan Enping looked at her. Some women can withstand the test of time. The person in front of her seemed to be able to escape the passage of time. A married woman who was almost thirty years old still looked like a pure girl. No wonder Qiao Yan was so obsessed with her. For him, he even gave up his property and the identity of the second young master of the Qiao family. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. So what? She still married another man. She turned around and took out a pair of shoes from the cabinet under her feet. They were the pair that Ye Mi gave her. Although the shoes were indeed beautiful and she was reluctant to give them up, she wanted to tear them into pieces when she thought of that person.
She picked up the broken shoe on the ground and said, "It just so happens that this pair of shoes is also a size 38. Someone gave it to me as a gift. Unfortunately, it doesn't fit me. I'm a size 37. I'll give it to you."
He Xiaoning took a look and showed some difficulty on his face. It was so expensive, obviously a luxury item and a limited edition. He was afraid that even a month's salary would not be enough to buy it.
Guan Enping is an expert at reading people's expressions. "Then consider it as a thank you and a birthday gift. I didn't pay for it, so just accept it."
He Xiaoning couldn't refuse anymore, so he accepted it.
In the elevator, Zhou Tongzhe carefully checked Qiao Yan's face. There was no expression, absolutely no expression. But according to his emotional experience, the relationship here should be like this: Guan Enping likes Teacher Qiao, and Teacher Qiao likes He Xiaoning. Oh god! He Xiaoning is Lin Pei's wife. This is complicated. No wonder Qiao Yan is so popular, but in such a controversial airline, there is no scandal at all. This is not normal. When Qiao Yan asked him to be the monitor at the beginning, he was a little timid. He was privately worried and afraid that he had any special inclinations. It seems that this is not the case. It turns out that he likes a married woman.
Zhou Tongzhe couldn't help but sigh. Qiao Yan turned his head and asked, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Tongzhe was ignorant of the danger and thought he had a very good relationship with Qiao Yan, so he approached her without thinking the seriousness of the matter. "I used my divine eye, Zhou Banxian, to take a look, and you are full of bad peach blossoms. You have to be careful and sort out what you need to do. Otherwise, at best rumors will spread, and at worst you will mislead others and yourself." He made an Amitabha gesture with a serious face.
Qiao Yan looked at him and sneered after a moment, "Zhou Banxian, who gave you the title?"
"My dear little Ye Zi." Zhou Tongzhe half raised his head, looking intoxicated.
Qiao Yan frowned. He had never used such a vulgar name as "dear" to describe that girl, but he dared to use it. He gave him a stern look and said, "Let me tell you, that girl is not simple. Don't be fooled by her innocent appearance. She may have many lovers."
Zhou Tongzhe glared, "Don't slander my little Ye Zi, she is just carefree and is a good friend to everyone. Don't look at that He Qingwen who is very clingy, he must be a cannon fodder. I have to persuade him someday. We can't just watch him die. It's not good to let the young master make a big joke right after returning." He stepped forward and put his arm around Qiao Yan's shoulder, "To be honest, Guan Enping is really not suitable to be a wife. She will definitely be unforgiving in the future. You have to bear it."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Didn't you see the look she gave you and He Xiaoning just now? Tsk tsk, she was definitely capable of killing people without even noticing. You've provoked Li Mochou."
Qiao Yan didn't continue his conversation. He didn't care about this matter. No one could force him to do it if he didn't want to. But he felt bad for Ye Mi because she had been wronged. He was always upset and wanted to find a chance to vent his anger on her. After thinking about it, he sighed again. It was a bit childish, but he really wanted to do it. He really wanted to do it.
In the evening, although the weather was bad, Qiao Yan still took her to the opera. He bought the tickets from a couple at the theater entrance at several times the price. Ye Mi did not stop him, and smiled while licking her lips with her little tongue.
"What are you laughing at!" Qiao Shuai hit her on the head.
Ye Mi looked up with a little anger, but in a moment she put on her silly smile again, "Why, I can't just smile?" She tilted her head, "One of my dreams has come true, so I'm happy to smile!"
Seeing her shaking her head, Qiao Yan was a little unhappy. How much love does it take to endure so many desires, so many grievances, and just stay by his side so quietly. Qiao Yan never felt burdened, because there was really a woman by his side who could come and go at will. He smiled faintly, rubbing her short hair with his hand, "What else do you dream of? Tell me."
"Watch movies all night, go to the children's playground, go hiking, go to the sea, go to the night market, cook together..." She tilted her head, her face slightly flushed, and she showed a shy smile.
Qiao Yan looked at her curiously, "Why don't you say anything?"
How could she have the nerve to say something like hugging, kissing, and going to bed? She glanced at him and said, "What's the point of saying so much if you can't do it?"
Qiao Yan smiled, "You tell me, I will find a way to make it happen and ensure that my silly girl realizes her dream."
Ye Mi said nothing, with a ghostly expression on her face, "You said it." She slowly moved behind him, pressed his shoulders and jumped onto his back, "I asked you to carry me into the venue."
Qiao Yan didn't expect her to do this suddenly. His body swayed for a moment, but he managed to regain his balance. He pinched her thigh hard and said, "You almost fell, you little bitch." He laughed as he spoke, not afraid of other people's eyes, and carried her into the venue. "Girl, remember to tell me if you think of anything else, and I will help you realize it."
Ye Mi lay on his back and whispered in his ear, "What I want most is that when I sit in the passenger seat for the first time, the first person sitting next to me will be you."
Qiao Yan smiled comfortably, "Flying together? I'm afraid that would require careful planning, but whatever Ye Zi proposed, my husband can do."
"Hubby, you're so nice!" Ye Mi fluttered on his back dishonestly, her voice was extremely coquettish, but Qiao Yan was happy with it. At that moment, it was quiet, but happiness blossomed.
Ye Mi fell asleep not long after the opera started. Seeing her sleeping uncomfortably, frowning and drooling, Qiao Yan smiled faintly and took off his coat to cover her. He had to think carefully. Climbing mountains in China was good. In winter, he could go skiing in Switzerland. To see the sea, he should go to Turkey, to Provence to see the lavender fields, to Japan to see the cherry blossoms, to Disneyland in the United States, to Rome, to Paris, to London, to New York...
He suddenly had a fantasy, to pair them up as a pair and fly around the world together.