Early the next morning, just as they were packing their luggage and preparing to go to the airport, Feng Moyan's cell phone rang, and the caller told him that he was surprised and disgusted.
"Kane? Why do you have my phone number?" Knowing the other party's identity, Feng Moyan's face instantly turned cold, and he was quite unhappy as he spoke.
Although he is the winner in this "competition for love", he has a natural rejection and hostility towards his love rival.
"Mr. Feng, is Qingqing with you? The Swiss Air crash, was she on that flight? I've been contacting her these past few days, but I still can't get in touch. I'm worried that something happened to her, so I can only ask you.
ask."
Kane spoke English very fast, and it was clear that he was really worried.
When Yang Qianyu heard Feng Moyan's words, she knew it was Kane and suddenly turned her head to look over.
She forgot!
Kane knew that she was going to Zurich and also knew the date of her return. After the plane crash, he would definitely have thought of this.
And she had been so busy these past two days that she never thought of saying hello to Kane to say she was safe.
"Is it Kane? I told him..." Someone's attitude was so unfriendly that she subconsciously took the phone and answered it herself.
But Feng Moyan raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, but did not hand over the phone.
The mobile phone belongs to him, and if he doesn't give it to her, it's hard for her to snatch it from his ear.
"She's very nice, I won't bother you." Feng Moyan withdrew his cold and jealous eyes, and then replied to his "love rival" in a cold and jealous tone.
Yang Qianyu pursed her lips, feeling angry in her heart.
This guy... he is caring about me with good intentions, what is his attitude?
"Qingqing is okay? Was she on that flight? I saw news reports that more than one-third of the victims were killed, I..."
"What do you mean? Are you hoping that something will happen to her? She is right next to me, okay, we are about to board the plane and prepare to return to China. Don't come looking for her again in the future."
Originally, when Yang Qianyu went to Zurich this time, he had been secretly worried that they would contact each other.
Now it seems that we have actually contacted each other.
Otherwise, Kane would not have known the date of her return to China and made this call.
And she decided to return to China at the last moment, which even he didn't know.
Mr. Feng, who is good at jealousy, felt the blow from this small incident. His displeasure suddenly rose, and he did not hide it on his face.
Yang Qianyu heard what he said getting more and more outrageous, and reached out again to ask for the phone, but Feng Moyan turned a blind eye, and after finishing his words, he simply said: "We are busy, hang up." She put down the phone and hung up the call.
Yang Qianyu: "..."
This man is simply unreasonable!
Feng Moyan looked at her retracted hand, raised his eyes and fell on her coldly turned away beautiful face.
"It seems you have met before."
"so what?"
"You didn't tell me."
"Why should I tell you?"
Gong Beize and Wang Cheng were on one side, listening to their explosive conversation, looking at each other and shaking their heads helplessly.
What enemies!
Feng Moyan was speechless by her confident retort. He pursed his lips and looked at her again: "Since it's impossible for you, you should keep your distance from him. There is no pure friendship between men and women.
You are so disconnected..."
He pursed his lips and wanted to say "shameless", but after a pause, he still didn't have the courage to say these three words, so he suppressed two words instead: "Not good."
Yang Qianyu didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, she looked away and walked away.
Feng Moyan stared at her back, sulking secretly. His handsome face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water. He gritted his teeth and muttered: "What a fairy... When I heard it was that foreigner, he didn't even bother to give me the cold shoulder!"
Originally, the two of them had not communicated with each other since they woke up early in the morning.
But when Kane called, she took the initiative to talk to him.
Gong Beize smiled and said, "If it weren't for the goblin, how could we, Mr. Feng, be so fascinated?"
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
Young Master Gong sneered, deliberately irritating him: "You have a mouth on me, do you care whether I speak or not?"
"..."
Mr. Feng, who had suffered setbacks one after another, had a face that was so stinky that he couldn't even look at it.
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On the way to the airport, Yang Qianyu deliberately left someone alone and took another car with Fisher.
Then, he used Fisher's cell phone to call Kane.
"Kane, I'm Ruan Qing. Thank you for your concern. I was on that flight, but I was lucky. I was just frightened and I'm fine now."
Kane heard her voice and breathed a sigh of relief: "You're fine! I've been contacting you since yesterday, but I can't get through. I went to the airline to check your information, and finally found it.
But they said you were not in the hospital, so they had no choice but to ask a lot of connections to get the contact information of that person."
"Well, I've been with him these past few days."
"It's good to have him by your side."
"Well, thank you for your concern."
The two of them had returned to the relationship of ordinary friends, and the phone call ended immediately and was hung up.
Fisher was listening on the sidelines. When she disconnected, he asked curiously: "Did Kane call Feng Moyan?"
"Yeah... I haven't gotten my mobile phone yet, so he can only find Feng Moyan." It's really inconvenient not to have a mobile phone. After returning to China, I have to buy a new mobile phone and get a replacement number as soon as possible.
"Then why didn't you talk to Kane just now?"
"He won't give me a cell phone."
Speaking of this, Yang Qianyu's face was as sad as her tone.
Fei Xue understood and smiled, "Feng Moyan is really... very old and so jealous."
"He is narrow-minded and has a villain's heart!"
"Come on, I just love you, love you so much!"
"..."
After arriving at the airport and getting off the bus, Feng Moyan sat in a wheelchair and waited.
Yang Qianyu wanted to miss him and go in, but Fei Xuefei pulled her to the man.
"What are you doing!" She struggled and didn't want to go.
Fisher pulled her hard and said, "He is waiting for you. He must have something to say."
Yang Qianyu didn't want to care, but she still didn't escape the "matchmaking" of her best friend.
Reluctantly standing still, she glanced at someone, "Why are you stopping? Go in!"
Feng Moyan looked at her, having already forgotten that he was sulking just now. He sighed helplessly and raised his hand to hold her hanging fingers.
Yang Qianyu was startled, "What to do?"
"Qianqian, do you really... dare to go in? The weather is bad today, and turbulence in the airflow is bound to be inevitable." It turned out that Feng Moyan was waiting here to confirm her intentions, and was afraid that she would not be able to overcome her psychological barrier.
Hearing this, Yang Qianyu turned to look at the sky outside.
Yes, it's very windy today and it looks like it's going to rain.
Thinking of the feeling of a person 10,000 meters high, flying up and down, left and right, like a fallen leaf flying and undulating, her whole body's nerves suddenly became tense.
Feng Moyan felt her hand suddenly become stronger, and the worry between his brows became even more intense: "If you don't..."
"I'm fine, let's go!"
She thought about the huge difficulties that her children had to overcome, so she secretly gritted her teeth and made up her mind.
But when he started to walk away, his hand was grabbed by the man and pulled back.
"What are you doing?" She was displeased and threw away the man's hand.
"Come back and help me push the wheelchair." The man looked at her and pointed his chin back a little.
Wang Cheng understood and immediately exited from behind the wheelchair.
Moreover, the people in the circle who were originally surrounded all understood and turned around and left in unison.
"Hey, you, you guys -" Yang Qianyu glanced at him, but didn't stop him. He turned around and stamped his feet angrily, "Feng Moyan, are you interested?"
"If you delay any longer, you won't be able to catch the plane later." Feng Moyan did not tell her that it was a chartered flight back to China, but only reminded her lightly.
Yang Qianyu endured it again and again, and had no choice but to walk behind the wheelchair and push him forward.
"Wait a minute, you sit with me."
"I'll sit with Fisher."
"She won't let you sit."
"Feng Moyan, you are so powerful, you have bribed all my best friends."