Cao Ting really doubted that something was wrong with her ears. No matter who was right or wrong in this matter, she could not even think about treating a lady so coldly and rudely. Not to mention Cao Ting, who is so popular as a singer, even an ordinary girl has never received such treatment.

Will a person who has a little bit of cultivation and a little bit of politeness do this?

"..." Cao Ting's chest rose and fell violently, her mouth opened and closed, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

For the first time, Cao Ting was so angry that she couldn't speak. She suddenly woke up. This person was the leader of a little gangster, so he was also a little gangster, a little gangster with no qualities and an annoying little gangster!

What do you say to a little gangster? Isn’t this unhappy?

Not only Cao Ting, but others in the VIP area also looked at each other frequently and thought that this person was so awesome and could be so rude to a beautiful woman. Although it was a bit wrong for the woman to use him as a shield, her attitude was too bad. How could he be so hard?

"You, you hooligan!" After holding it in for a long time, Cao Ting gritted her teeth and cursed this sentence. She stood up suddenly, stepped on her expensive high heels, and walked to the seat on the side.

Her little assistant glanced at Mr. Zhang with a hint of admiration in surprise, and followed Cao Ting's bag quickly.

Young Master Zhang didn't raise his head and didn't look at them again.

"Damn it, I'm so angry!" After Cao Ting changed his seat and sat down, she was still very angry when she thought about what happened just now. She couldn't help but look back at Mr. Zhang's background and waved her fist.

"Xiaowen, why do you think there are such people in this world?" Cao Ting turned around and frowned and asked her assistant, "It's simply a scum of society and a scum!"

"Sister Ting, don't be angry anymore, because this kind of person is not worth it." The assistant also subconsciously looked at Mr. Zhang, but felt that Mr. Zhang was not like a bad person, but he seemed to have a little too bad temper, but he had to follow Cao Ting's words to comfort him.

Cao Ting muttered a few more angrily, asking her assistant to take out her headphones and listen to the song there, as if she wanted to use the singing to distract herself and relieve her anger.

It was not until the assistant reminded him that Cao Ting realized that the boarding time was up.

When he stood up, the first thing Cao Ting did was to turn his head and see if Young Master Zhang, the hateful person, was still there. He glanced at him and found that Young Master Zhang was no longer in his original place. He stomped his feet hatefully and walked towards the exit of the waiting hall.

After getting on the plane and finding a seat to sit down, Cao Ting suddenly felt tired and irritable. She rubbed her temples with her hands, closed her eyes and leaned on the backrest.

She was very annoyed. Everything seemed to go wrong today. First, she met Zhou Fusheng, who was in disarray. She was very depressed. Unexpectedly, she met another hooligan who was ten thousand times more abominable than Zhou Fusheng. Cao Ying was about to collapse.

Her assistant sat down behind Cao Ying.

In a daze, she felt someone sitting next to her, but Cao Ying ignored it and continued to wear headphones bored and squint her eyes. Until after a while, she accidentally opened her eyes and glanced up, as if someone had stepped on her tail, and she sat up all of a sudden.

Only then did she realize that the one sitting next to her was the little gangster who was hit by a thousand swords!

At this moment, Mr. Zhang was sitting quietly in his seat, closing his eyes to rest. From Cao Ting's perspective, he could just see Mr. Zhang's firm side face and the muscles exposed from the neckline, which was actually quite masculine.

But Cao Ting was not in the mood to appreciate this at this moment. She was about to go crazy. She grabbed her hat twice with her hand, and poked Mr. Zhang in the arm without saying a word.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Dashao opened his eyes, frowned, and said unhappily, "This woman is really annoying."

"Why are you here? Why are you sitting next to me?" Cao Ting asked angrily.

"What a joke." Mr. Zhang looked at this unreasonable woman with a head over, as if she was more upset than Cao Ting seeing herself sitting next to her, and said, "Where do I sit, what does it have to do with you."

"Why doesn't it matter? You sit wherever you like, but you can't sit next to me!" Cao Ting screamed and pointed at Mr. Zhang, "You change your seat immediately. I don't want to see you, I don't want to do it for a second!"

"Haha." Young Master Zhang couldn't help but sneer, "Do you think I want to sit here? A self-righteous woman! But the seat on the air ticket is here, why do I need to change it? If you really don't want to sit next to me, you can change it with others yourself."

"You, you..." Cao Ting was so angry that her chest trembled. She turned around and rushed to Xiaowen, the assistant sitting behind her, who was sitting behind her, shouted, "Xiaowen, you sit here, come here quickly!"

"According to the regulations, you cannot change seats at will. Please sit in your own seat. Thank you for your cooperation."

Before Xiaowen could answer, the flight attendant who was pushing the car passed by Cao Ting, leaned over and said politely to Cao Ting.

"What!?" Cao Ting's eyes straightened and she started to argue with the flight attendant. However, after hearing that the reason why she changed seats was that she did not want to sit with the people around her, the flight attendant smiled and refused Cao Ting's request.

There was no choice but to endure humiliation and sit next to Mr. Zhang, leaning hard towards the window, as if Mr. Zhang was a poisonous snake or beast.

Young Master Zhang was too lazy to pay attention to it, and stretched his seat steadily, making Cao Ting so angry, but finally calmed down.

However, the good times didn't last long. Before she could sit for a long time, Cao Ting suddenly started to whine, covering her forehead and humming constantly, looking very painful on her face.

"Xiao, Xiaowen, bring the medicine." Cao Ting turned around and said weakly to her assistant Xiaowen, her face pale.

Xiaowen hurriedly took out the small bottle and handed it to Cao Ting. Cao Ting ate a few pills like swallowing it, but it still didn't work. She lay on the backrest of the seat in front, holding the medicine bottle in her hand tightly, and the sound in her mouth kept coming.

Young Master Zhang opened his eyes and glanced at the medicine bottle in Cao Ting's hand. It turned out that this stupid woman had just undergone surgery not long ago, and she was on a plane after surgery. She was really looking for death. She wouldn't even have this common sense.

Originally, Young Master Zhang was too lazy to pay attention to Cao Ting's life and death, but he was a little upset by Cao Ting's humming. If this continues, the flight might be forced to land because of it, and he will be delayed by that time. He doesn't want to be so troublesome.
Chapter completed!