Chapter 19 "Digging the Wall."

"Provocation?"

"Yeah, he said some weird things."

Meng Liyue shrugged lightly and admitted that she just wanted to make a complaint and let Li Fuzheng know Xu Moti's true face.

She barely hesitated: "Xu Moti said she wanted to be the go-between and introduce me to the co-pilot of your flight today."

"Xu Moti clearly knew that we were married. What did she mean by doing this?"

Meng Liyue didn't understand Li Fuzheng that well.

Ke Lifu Zheng chose her, so they should have reached a consensus on the decision of marriage, right?

In that case, he should... not approve of Xu Moti's obvious attempt to undermine his authority?

After she finished speaking, Li Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and did not respond immediately. He just placed the water glass on the table lightly.

"Tsk." The man let out a low, ambiguous sneer, "She's quite passionate."

Meng Liyue blinked.

The next second, he met her eyes and said in a serious tone, "If a stranger adds you on WeChat in the next few days, don't accept it. Let me handle it."

"Okay." Meng Liyue agreed readily. She had no intention of getting to know the co-pilot.

Xu Moti had ill intentions and was obviously doing this to destroy their relationship.

"Also, stay away from her in the future. Xu Moti is a person..."

Li Fu Zheng frowned. In the past, he helped take care of his friend's daughter for his mother's sake.

Ever since he discovered that Xu Moti was bullying his classmates in private, their relationship had become quite distant. After he went abroad to study flying, they had almost no contact.

"I know!" Meng Liyue nodded vigorously before he finished speaking. Of course, she was too lazy to pay attention to Xu Moti.

The premise is that Xu Moti should stop taking the initiative to provoke me.

Now Meng Liyue is no longer as easily bullied as she was in high school.

Seeing that she understood it clearly, Li Fu Zheng straightened up and didn't intend to say more.

Meng Liyue was in a good mood today. She even went into the bedroom without even coming back, and asked Li Fuzheng, "Do you want to watch TV?"

"No." He hadn't finished reading some new internal documents of the airline, and he estimated that he would need to study them in two days.

She was not disappointed. After washing up, she curled up on the sofa in the living room to watch variety shows. Li Fuzheng was not there yesterday, so she had learned to relax and regarded this place as her home.

A life of self-entertainment is also good.

…

When Li Fuzheng finished reading the documents and came out of the study, he saw the woman on the sofa wearing pajamas and shorts, sleeping soundly with a pillow in her arms.

Her facial features are not too dark, which gives her a perfect beauty, with long eyelashes and light pink lips.

In addition, the two thin straight legs hanging outside the sofa are the most eye-catching.

He paused slightly.

Her eyes swept past quickly, and Meng Liyue seemed to have completely forgotten that there was a normal man in her family.

Li Fuzheng has good self-control and is a bit of a clean freak. He has not been in the mood for love in recent years, and has no plans to satisfy his needs casually.

Abroad, there are many people of the opposite sex who have clearly expressed their interest in him and wanted to develop further relationships with him, but he rejected them all.

But right now, the relationship between Meng Liyue and him...is protected by law and is fundamentally different.

Walking over, Li Fuzheng leaned forward slightly, trying to wake her up: "Meng Liyue..."

She wasn't awake yet, and the cell phone on the coffee table vibrated.

The WeChat prompt pops up directly.

Director Mu: "I just heard that you coordinated the early landing of the flight today. You did a great job."

Li Fuzheng glanced at the screen of her mobile phone, and a slightly blurry figure appeared in her memory. Slowly, she remembered that it seemed to be her leader.

He met Meng Liyue for the first time when he went to the office building where the control hall was located to pick her up.

Another new message.

Director Mu: "I'm also on leave tomorrow. Do you have time to have a meal? How about going to Cuiyuan for Cantonese cuisine? It's a good opportunity to talk about what happened today."

Li Fuzheng didn't touch Meng Liyue's phone, and the screen soon went dark.

Will he invite his colleagues to have dinner together?

will not.

Talking about work, who knows if it’s just an excuse.

Some inexplicable thoughts flashed through his mind, and Li Fu Zheng turned his head and his eyes fell on Meng Liyue's quiet face, who was sleeping soundly.

I simply didn't wake her up again.

Meng Liyue slept until dawn.

She stretched out her arms from under the quilt and stretched out her body in an especially comfortable manner.

Whenever there is a thunderstorm, the mental stress on the controllers increases exponentially and the workload becomes very intense.

Even if you are only actually at your seat commanding for six hours out of twelve working hours a day, overuse of the brain will cause your body to be particularly tired.

After waking up, she rubbed her messy hair and prepared to wash up. As soon as she got out of bed, her body felt like it was struck by lightning.

How did she get back to bed?

Meng Liyue clearly remembered that she was watching a variety show on the sofa last night, and then...

Just fell asleep.

Did she develop the special skill of walking back to her room and lying on the bed in her sleep?

Since she had no impression at all, she finally decided to give up thinking about it.

Li Fuzheng is no longer at home.

But there was bread and milk in the refrigerator.

Meng Liyue suppressed her turbulent emotions and thought about the canceled flight he mentioned last night while eating breakfast.

I searched again and found that it was almost time for take-off.

…

On the apron of Hecheng Airport, Zhongnan 9712 has closed its cabin door, obtained ground clearance, and is ready for takeoff.

Follow the guidance of the apron and control tower, taxi along the way to runway 20R and wait.

In the frequency, the tower control command appeared: "Zhongnan 9712, ground wind 030, 4m/s, runway 20R is clear for takeoff."

"20R is clear to take off, Zhongnan 9712."

After finishing the repetition, Li Fuzheng began to operate the plane to take off.

Release the handbrake, push the throttle, the A330 accelerates on the runway, the engine roars, and soon reaches a VR speed of 140 knots.

He held the control stick and calmly turned the wheel. The nose of the plane pulled up and the plane flew into the sky like a giant eagle.

Next, the landing gear was retracted, the throttle was reduced, and the flaps were retracted, and the tower control had already handed over the command.

"Central South 9712, contact approach 118.95, bye."

"Contact 118.95. Goodbye."

The plane flew into high altitude and frequently transferred to approach control. It continued to increase in altitude, passed through the clouds, and was handed over to regional control again.

At an altitude of more than 6,000 meters, the aircraft has entered the cruising phase and will continue to fly to its destination. The route and airspace it passes through at this time will be controlled by local regional commands.

Lifuzheng requested an altitude of 9,800 meters. There were some slight bumps during the process of flying through the clouds, but it was generally within controllable range.

It's a bit boring when cruising.

At this point the aircraft has been switched to autopilot, and the pilot only needs to monitor the instruments to confirm that there are no abnormal alarms.

The pilots in the cockpit are free at the moment, either eating or chatting.

The second officer in the back seat was mumbling, "I haven't even sent out the last message yet. Damn it. I'm going to get pissed off again when I land."

"Message to your girlfriend?"

Li Fuzheng was always a man of few words and seemed aloof and arrogant. But he suddenly turned his head to speak, and the second mate was stunned for a moment.