The two arrived at the airport more than an hour later. As soon as they landed, they were taken to a separate business jet terminal by a male assistant and staff who were waiting at the airport.
In the quiet aisle, the shoes of several people made a rustling sound as they walked on the red carpet. Compared with the noisy waiting hall in front, this place was like heaven and earth. It was so quiet that you could even hear a strand of hair falling on the ground.
The male assistant claimed to be the assistant of Zhou Feiyu's cousin Zhou Feiyang, and the owner of the plane who was willing to take them on this flight. As they walked, he introduced the process of taking a private plane to the two of them.
In his previous life, Sang Tianen was invited by investors to take private jets several times, but he didn't care much about it. He just listened to it in one ear and out the other, but nodded seriously from time to time, his thoughts had long been on Java.
Yan Zheng's mood was completely opposite to hers. Having never been on a private jet before, he felt a vague sense of anticipation and excitement. He naturally listened very carefully and would ask questions if he encountered something he didn't understand.
The assistant led the two to a VIP reception room and said with a polite smile, "Ms. Sang and Mr. Yan, since this is a last-minute extra flight, I need you two to go through the relevant paperwork with me. Of course, only one of you needs to go with me."
Sang Tianen expressed his understanding, took his ID bag, looked down at Yan Zheng and said, "Give me your ID, I'll go handle the formalities."
Yan Zheng took out his ID bag from his backpack and handed it to her, saying, "Come back soon."
At this time, Yan Zheng was sitting on a black leather sofa, and Sang Tianen was standing in front of him, with one looking down and the other looking up.
From Sang Tianen's perspective, Yan Zheng was sitting there with his legs together, his bangs hanging down on his eyelids, trembling slightly as he blinked. He slightly pursed the corners of his lips, with a barely perceptible restraint in his expression.
She couldn't help but reach out and ruffle the hair on his forehead, and said with a gentle smile that she didn't even notice: "Just sit here obediently, I'll be back soon."
Yan Zheng felt the doting in her words. There were two strangers standing next to him, and he couldn't help but hum softly with his cheeks flushed.
The assistant and Sang Tianen left quickly, and Yan Zheng sat alone in the lounge. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. He looked around with his eyes. There were some snacks, fruits, and some self-service coffee drinks on the table.
My eyes turned to the decoration of the wall. The light gold wallpaper with complex patterns on it looked very textured. The lamp was made of crystal, and the warm light shone into my eyes, giving me a dizzy and psychedelic feeling.
Just as he was considering whether to drink a bottle of guava juice, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Yan Zheng took it out and took a look, and found that it was a message from Nantian.
Nantian: "Xiao Zheng, please show me what the legendary VIP lounge looks like."
Yan Zheng: "It's just like that, nothing special, not as big as the terminal outside."
Nantian: "Show me a short video. I want to see it."
The two started chatting on the way. Yan Zheng happily shared with Nantian that Sang Tianen took him on a trip to Shendao. Unexpectedly, this guy started clamoring to see the VIP waiting room as soon as he knew that they were on a private plane.
Yan Zheng stood up resignedly, walked around the room, took a short video and sent it to him.
After a while, Nantian sent another message: "Ahhhhhh, I also want to take a private jet, wuwuwuwu, but I don't have money."
Yan Zheng smiled and sent him a voice message: "Actually, there's not much difference. It's just better decorated and has some food. There's really nothing else."
Nantian also replied with a voice message: "I envy you so much for finding a girlfriend who is rich and loves you. The woman I'm dating even thinks treating me to a meal of crayfish is too expensive. I also want to find a rich girlfriend, woo woo woo."
Yan Zheng pressed the voice button and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, my girlfriend is just an ordinary person."
This time, Nantian sent a text: "Do you really believe this? Can someone who can afford a duplex in the city center, drive a sports car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and have friends who own private jets really be born into an ordinary family?"
Yan Zheng was stunned by what he said, and couldn't help but recall what Sang Tianen had told him before about his family situation. He was born in the countryside of Zhaoyang City. His parents ran a snack bar and he had a younger brother.
He believed her 100% on this matter because there was no need to hide it, and Sang Tianen was not the kind of person who would lie to him.
Ever since they started dating, the two have always been straightforward with each other. It was only after watching an idol drama recently that they were able to understand each other's hints a little bit.
However, as Nantian said, the financial resources shown by Sang Tianen are really inconsistent with her family's salary situation, which is too contradictory.
Yan Zheng frowned at the thought. He had been immersed in the pink bubble of love before and had not noticed any problems. Now that he had cleared his mind, he also noticed some abnormalities in his girlfriend.
For example, one time he went to Sang Tianen's snack warehouse to get something to eat and found neatly stacked cardboard boxes on the ground. Sang Tianen told him that they were going to be dragged back to his hometown to sell.
At that time, he thought his girlfriend was a frugal person, but when he saw that there were more than a dozen keyboards ranging from several thousand to dozens of yuan in her study, as well as seven or eight computers, some of which were just unpacked, he felt that he was worrying too much.
In short, Sang Tianen gave Yan Zheng the impression of being both poor and wealthy.
Having money is not a bad thing, but having money also means that the person will face temptations that ordinary people will never encounter in their lifetime, and human nature is the last thing to be considered.
Yan Zheng is just an ordinary man. He just wants to find a lover who can support him until old age. He doesn't want to experience some bloody events, so he really wants to find out whether Sang Tianen is hiding something from him.
Sang Tianen came back ten minutes later. As soon as he walked in, he smiled at Yan Zheng and said, "It's great to be a VIP. You don't even have to queue."
She returned the ID bag to Yan Zheng, but Yan Zheng didn't take it. Instead, he looked at her with a deep gaze. He patted the sofa next to him and said seriously, "Xiao En, come and sit down. I want to ask you something."
Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, then joked, "Oh, the leader wants to lecture me." He really sat down next to Yan Zheng obediently, looking like he was listening attentively.
Yan Zheng turned sideways and stared at her with a complicated look. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me honestly, are you a rich second-generation?"
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