Chapter 39 Flight Leak: Jiang Yan is so well-behaved and cute, I really want to kiss her.
The car was parked outside the airport, and Ye Wei went to retrieve her suitcase.
Qin Lan got out of the car and saw Yu Jintang pulling a suitcase and walking inside from afar, with a high school kid following closely behind.
"The film crew has arrived and is going through security." Xiaoqing came running over excitedly, helping to carry the suitcases: "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, what are you looking at?"
Qin Lan raised her chin: "Watching the little one see Yu Guai Guai off at the airport."
Yu Jintang walked with long strides, while Lu Xi, being short, had to jog to keep up.
"Sister Yu is so clueless about romance," Xiao Qing pointed and whispered. "Why is she walking so fast? Lu Xi must like her, right?"
Qin Lan turned around and glared at her, and Xiao Qing immediately fell silent.
Two women, completely covered up and with no skin visible, passed through security, and the group then boarded the plane.
Yu Jintang sprawled out in the chair, making the most of her last bit of time to play on her phone.
Feng Manhong's cabin door was closed; she must be resting.
"Oh, you've sent that kid away?" Qin Lan chuckled and grabbed her neck from behind. "Our Yu Guaiguai really is cute in every way except for her face."
“Of course, after all, I’ve always had a crush on Sister Qin.” Yu Jintang replied without hesitation.
Qin Lan immediately let go of Jiang Yan's hand and moved closer to her.
Jiang Yan paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Director Yu, when you went in, it seemed like Lü Xi was crying."
Yu Jintang's face went blank: "You're ganging up on us."
An announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Dear passengers, welcome aboard. For flight safety, it is strictly forbidden to carry flammable or explosive materials..."
Yu Jintang turned his head: "Old Qin, hurry up and go downstairs."
Qin Lan: "?"
Yu Jintang: "They don't allow passengers to bring flammable or explosive items on board."
Qin Lan lunged forward with a ferocious expression: "I'll blow you up right now!"
Yu Jintang swiftly slammed the hatch shut. Qin Lan missed her target and angrily punched it twice: "...Dodge and you won't be killed."
Jiang Yan: "Just say so if you can't catch up."
Qin Lan turned around and glared at her, and Jiang Yan obediently shut her mouth.
Qin Lan had booked two adjacent seats that could be converted into a double bed: "Want to sleep a little longer?"
"Then I won't be able to sleep tonight," Jiang Yan said with a smile.
"If you don't sleep now, do you think you'll be able to sleep at night?" Qin Lan asked.
"It's going to be tough." Jiang Yan said with a hint of annoyance, "I slept too long this afternoon..."
"Then sleep a little longer."
She remembered that Jiang Yan was in good spirits during the few days she stayed with her, and she thought that Jiang Yan would be able to sleep better with her next to her.
Xiaoqing put on the disposable bedding: "Teachers, come on over."
Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment before lying down. Qin Lan closed the cabin door and continued playing the sleep-inducing playlist from the afternoon.
With the lights off and nothing to do, she lay down beside them and closed her eyes to rest.
"Teacher Qin."
After a long while, Jiang Yan suddenly called out.
"What's wrong?" Qin Lan was thinking about something and responded when she heard this.
"It's a bit cold."
Qin Lan opened the cabin door: "Get me another blanket."
The flight attendant brought a blanket, and Qin Lan covered Jiang Yan with it: "And now?"
Jiang Yan fell silent.
Qin Lan assumed she wasn't cold anymore and lay back down.
Jiang Yan sighed: "Teacher Qin's thought process is a straight line without any bends."
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Before she could speak, Jiang Yan moved closer to her under the covers and snuggled gently into her arms: "When someone says they're cold in bed, it usually means they want to be held while sleeping."
Qin Lan was puzzled: "Aren't you unwilling to have physical contact right now?"
"But I can't sleep," Jiang Yan said sullenly. "I slept so well this afternoon, I want to do it again."
"I haven't slept this well in a long time," she said after a while.
Qin Lan resignedly shut her mouth, feeling that she was becoming increasingly unable to refuse Jiang Yan lately.
Jiang Yan is so well-behaved and cute, I really want to kiss her.
The thought surged through her mind. Qin Lan's eyes darkened as she stared at Jiang Yan. The voice urging her to torment her relentlessly echoed in her head, making her bones ache. Normally, she would have gotten whatever she wanted long ago, never caring about others' comfort, but now, staring at the top of Jiang Yan's head, she hesitated to make a move.
Jiang Yan really needs sleep.
She noticed that Jiang Yan always seemed to sleep curled up, and liked to find something to completely envelop her in, a position that suggested she felt insecure. No wonder she had trouble sleeping.
Qin Lan turned over, put one hand on her back and gently stroked her back: "If you still can't sleep, I can read you 'Remembrance of Things Past'."
Jiang Yan closed her eyes in a second: "No need, thank you, I'll go to sleep now."
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Jiang Yan slept very briefly, and the plane began its descent not long after. But she slept soundly; the occasional turbulence gave her a feeling of being back in her childhood. Her grandmother had woven a hammock for her, and her grandfather had hung it in the middle of the small house. She would lie on it with her doll and play there all day long.
She even had a rare dream. In the dream, her grandparents were there; they lived in poverty, but they were willing to give her all the good things.
Grandma was skillful and sewed rag dolls for her, while Grandpa was strong and agile, able to make furniture and small gadgets. Her childhood didn't include Transformers or Barbie dolls, but when she wore the little dresses her grandma had mended and sat on a foam mat playing with the Kongming locks her grandpa had made for her, she still felt like the happiest child in the world.
"My dear granddaughter, look what Grandpa has made for you this time!" Grandpa walked into the small house holding a wooden box and said to her mysteriously.
"Grandpa!" Little Jiang Yan happily jumped up and ran over, "Grandpa made me a new toy again!"
Grandpa patted her head and whispered in a voice that made her think all elders in the world were like that, so kind and doting: "Of course, if other children have it, Yanyan can't be without it either."
Jiang Yan opened the wooden box and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow!" It's Snow White!
Xiao Mei's family in the village has a set of Snow White dolls, which she loves very much. They are all white and clean. Her grandfather sculpted a Snow White doll of the same size for her, with a lifelike expression. The doll even wears a pretty dress, with a carefully sewn lace collar and small buttons.
Grandpa pointed to the dress with a smile: "This isn't my work; your grandma sewed it based on a copy."
"Grandpa!" Little Jiang Yan happily hugged her grandfather, then ran out to find her grandmother and gave her a big hug: "Grandma!"
She was young then and didn't really understand what death and aging meant; she only felt that her grandparents seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. After starting junior high school, her grandmother fell seriously ill and never recovered, and her grandfather also aged rapidly.
The family's financial situation deteriorated rapidly. Before, although Jiang Yan didn't have new clothes or toys, her grandparents had ensured she had enough to eat and wear through their hard work. Her grandfather, coughing, cared for her grandmother and her. When Jiang Yan didn't want to go to school anymore, her grandfather, angered, spoke harshly to her for the first time.
In her dream, she cried, "Grandpa, please don't be angry, I'm so afraid that Grandma will die."
Qin Lan was feeling sleepy when she suddenly heard a soft sob. She opened her eyes groggily and asked, "What the hell?"
Jiang Yan didn't wake up, as if she was trapped in something, desperately clutching the clothes on her chest.
Qin Lan pulled back the blanket, revealing a patch of tears on her chest.
She bent down and heard Jiang Yan calling for her grandmother, each call more terrified than the last.
Qin Lan was a little confused. Wasn't it just insomnia? How did it turn into obsession?
She quickly shook Jiang Yan, opening her eyelids to look into her pupils: "Wake up! Hey!"
Jiang Yan cried uncontrollably, her voice trembling with panic: "Grandma."
"Who's your grandma..." Qin Lan was completely bewildered and didn't know what to do, so she could only sit up holding Jiang Yan, shaking her and talking to her: "Jiang Yan? Jiang Yan! Wake up, what's going on?"
She was about to go and call for help when someone knocked on the cabin door. Yu Jintang stood outside and said, "We're starting to land. You two get ready."
Feng Manhong's cabin door was also open, and everyone was packing their things.
"Excuse me for disturbing you." Yu Jintang glanced inside and turned around smoothly.
Qin Lan quickly tugged at her arm: "Come quickly and see what's wrong with Jiang Yan. She suddenly started crying in her sleep and keeps calling for my grandma, but I can't wake her up..."
Yu Jintang's expression turned serious. Upon closer inspection, he saw that Jiang Yan's face had turned pale and she was covered in cold sweat.
"A nightmare?" Qin Lan asked, looking puzzled.
Yu Jintang immediately said, "You find a way to wake her up, I'll go find the flight attendant."
Hearing the commotion, Feng Manhong came over and looked at Jiang Yan with concern: "Teacher Jiang, are you having a nightmare?"
Qin Lan had absolutely no experience in taking care of people, and only then did she remember to touch his forehead. Her hand was covered in sweat, but it was still so hot that she immediately pulled her hand away: "Oh my god, he has a high fever."
"This is bad, it's probably a coma caused by a high fever." Feng Manhong frowned. "Has she been chilled today?"
"That's impossible. I was with them the whole time, and they were wearing thick clothes and blankets the whole time." Qin Lan looked bewildered and pointed to the blanket next to her, which was even covered with a quilt.
Jiang Yan suddenly bit her shoulder and mumbled, "Grandpa, Grandma."
"What did she say?" Feng Manhong asked, not bothering to avoid the question.
"...She called for Grandpa and Grandma." Qin Lan guessed she probably dreamed about her grandparents, but still knew nothing. Hesitating for a moment, she looked at Feng Manhong somewhat awkwardly: "Teacher Feng, do you know anything about Jiang Yan's grandparents...?"
"She has grandparents?" Feng Manhong shook her head: "To be honest, I always thought Xiao Jiang was born from a rock, and I've never heard her mention her family. She's always alone, and her assistant spends the most time with her."
Qin Lan stood there anxiously, so he kept calling out to her, "Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, can you hear me? It's me, Qin Lan."
"Grandma," Jiang Yan called out again with her eyes closed, her voice clear, "Qin Lan called me."
Both of them were stunned, and then Jiang Yan slowly woke up, murmuring, "Where is this?"
She seemed terrified of the unfamiliar environment, clinging desperately to Qin Lan. Qin Lan's clothes were almost ripped off by her. Her face flushed, she glanced at Feng Manhong, who very consciously turned her back and thoughtfully reminded her, "The flight attendant and Teacher Yu are back."
Qin Lan hurriedly went to close the door, but Feng Manhong pulled the cabin door shut first and went over to stop Yu Jintang, who looked completely bewildered.
Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief and patted her back gently: "We're still on the plane, about to land. You have a fever, and it seems you had a nightmare, you couldn't wake up when I called you... How are you feeling now?"
"Nightmare?" Jiang Yan looked up with tears streaming down her face and actually laughed: "There couldn't be a better dream than this."
Qin Lan was completely numb, wondering if she had been possessed by a demon. Jiang Yan finally noticed her almost naked body and reluctantly let go of her.
Qin Lan felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly pulled her clothes up. Yu Jintang knocked on the cabin door and coughed, "Are you awake? The medical kit is here."
Qin Lan, wearing sunglasses and a mask, opened the door and walked out, exuding a cold aura, completely different from before.
The flight attendant gave her a quick check, then had someone bring her ice packs and a water bottle. She also took out a thermometer and said, "Your temperature isn't particularly high. Let's try some physical cooling methods for this lady. The plane will be landing soon, and we'll contact a doctor for you if needed."
After all, there are several big celebrities here, and the doctors they contact might not be suitable.
“Okay.” Yu Jintang nodded in agreement: “How much longer until landing? Do you have a stretcher? Contact a vehicle for us.”
"No need." Jiang Yan took out a thermometer, her voice sounding much normal now: "I didn't catch a cold, I just haven't been resting well lately. I can walk by myself."
"37.5 degrees Celsius, that's not exactly a high temperature," the flight attendant read out.
"Will it work?" Yu Jintang frowned slightly.
"There's nothing wrong." Jiang Yan still looked listless, but she insisted on walking by herself, so everyone had to put an ice pack on her first.
Yu Jintang led the flight attendants out, and Qin Lan knew at a glance that she had gone to explain confidentiality matters.
She poured Jiang Yan a glass of warm water and watched her drink it: "How are you feeling? We'll be landing soon, then we'll find a hospital to check on you."
Jiang Yan was silent for a few seconds, then snuggled closer to her: "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to stay with you."
Qin Lan was rendered speechless by her words, feeling as if something was pounding in her chest. Feng Manhong had already gone back to get her clothes, leaving only the two of them around.
Qin Lan helped her out of bed and put on her shoes: "Can you really walk by yourself?"
"Hmm." Jiang Yan said, a little sullenly, "I don't want to sit on a stretcher or in a wheelchair, it's too unsightly."
"You're such a pretentious jerk," Qin Lan couldn't help but tease her. "Can't you walk by yourself?"
"Hmm." Jiang Yan, who had just woken up, had lost all her fragility. Although her eyes were still red, her expression had regained its usual composure: "I'm fine now."
Qin Lan was quite frightened by her earlier and dared not let her guard down. She thought she should call a doctor to take a look at her once she got to the hotel.
The plane landed.
The entire airport was packed with people. Countless light boards were flashing wildly, and reporters were also stationed outside with their cameras and microphones.
Qin Lan frowned: "Flight information leaked?"
"How could that be?" Yu Jintang retorted instinctively, "Our crew's level of secrecy is the highest in the entire Chinese entertainment industry."
Qin Lan's family almost never interferes with her acting career, but they always ensure her personal safety. In all her years in the industry, she has never encountered any serious trouble, and no one has dared to investigate the Qin family's eldest daughter. Even with Yu Jintang's family's considerable influence and everything being handled properly, this is the first time her information has been leaked.
Yu Jintang went to negotiate with the airport. Now she was in a difficult position; the best course of action was to proceed normally. The airport arranged for staff to set up a cordon to prevent overcrowding.
The group walked out. Qin Lan walked in front, while Jiang Yan followed behind; the two clearly didn't know each other well.
"Qin Lan! Qin Lan! Qin Lan!" the fans roared.
Qin Lan, wearing only sunglasses and showing only half her face, attracted the majority of the attention.
Feng Manhong, being older, wasn't bundled up like a young person, so the rapper was quite enthusiastic: "Feng Manhong! Feng Manhong! Feng Manhong!!!"
Feng Manhong waved gracefully.
Staff members were frantically pulling up the safety tape. Ye Wei, pulling two suitcases, followed behind Qin Lan, sensing that her boss was walking faster and faster. Xiao Qing had already fallen next to Feng Manhong, and felt that Qin Lan was gradually picking up speed.
"Feng, Feng Yinghou." Xiaoqing was so tired she was foaming at the mouth. "Let's hurry up and go."
"Qin Lan! Ahhh, Lanlan, you're so beautiful!!!"
The sea of red lights was flashing wildly, and the crowd was almost pushing and shoving.
"Miss, let's go quickly," Ye Wei urged.
Qin Lan took bigger strides, widening the gap between herself and those behind her.
Many fans followed her movements.
Yu Jintang and the crew followed in the middle, hurrying along. Jiang Yan walked behind, her assistant carrying her suitcase. However, she didn't even show the whites of her eyes, and was still wearing Qin Lan's clothes—a very unusual style that made the fans hesitant to recognize her, constantly looking at her assistant.
Ye Wei was carrying the box into the car.
Qin Lan didn't get on the car immediately. She said to Ye Wei, "After you and Xiao Qing put down your luggage, go help the others."
Ye Wei nodded and walked away.
"Yanyan!" Fans recognized Jiang Yan through her assistant, and a new wave of cheers erupted.
Qin Lan was boarding the car. The fans around her started calling her name again, and some even tried to hand her letters and gifts. Xiao Qing quickly went to collect the letters, but Qin Lan shook her head and got into the car.
She sat down in front and started playing on her phone. Xiaoqing came up excitedly with a stack of letters and placed them next to her: "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, your female fans outside are all clamoring to have your babies..."
"I hate monkeys." Qin Lan rolled her eyes in disgust. "Tell them I'm childless by choice."
Xiaoqing chuckled and went downstairs. Qin Lan didn't know what she said, but she sensed the commotion outside was growing increasingly intense. She was getting impatient when she suddenly heard a piercing scream.
Qin Lan sat bolt upright and strode out of the car. Xiao Qing was nowhere to be seen; the road ahead was a sea of heads, obscuring her view. She tried to find someone she knew but couldn't. Where were Yu Jintang and the others? Jiang Yan? Feng Manhong? Where had everyone gone?
The fans craned their necks and stood on tiptoe to look back.
Qin Lan was in a state of agitation and randomly asked someone, "What's going on?"
"Ahhh, Sister Qin!" The girl exclaimed excitedly, her face flushed. "I...I...I am—"
"What's wrong?" Qin Lan asked anxiously, looking at her expectantly.
The girl said timidly, "I don't know either..."
Qin Lan choked on her breath and nearly fainted. Just then, the crowd in front of her erupted, and she heard countless voices shouting, "Jiang Yan! Jiang Yan! Jiang Yan!!!"
The voices were sharp and shrill, filled with terror and indignation. Qin Lan's mind went blank for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, she immediately walked forward.
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