Chapter 16 Don’t Look at Others, Just Look at You
Yes, I didn’t know anything about him, and didn’t even know if his name was real, but I dared to follow him out.
I said a little embarrassedly: "You don't look like a bad person."
He said with a half-smile, "Are good-looking people good people?"
I blushed, yes, that's what I thought.
It doesn't matter if I feel guilty, I just keep my composure. "The news says that trafficking women costs about 100,000 yuan each. You've spent more than that on me. I don't know if you're a good person, but you're definitely not stupid, right?"
"Really? You're quite clever." He narrowed his eyes, his expression suddenly sharp. He pinched my chin and said in a low voice, "But if we dismembered you and sold your organs, they would be worth a lot of money."
Wow, my face turned pale. I had never thought about that before. His words successfully scared me. There must be a flight attendant on the plane, right?
My voice became noticeably weaker, and I said weakly, "I'm pretty and cute, it would be a shame to tear it apart and sell it off."
He laughed out loud, "Haha, that's right, you make sense." Then he lowered his head and gently touched my lips.
"I won't scare you anymore," he rubbed my head, "Such a sweet and soft little girl, how could I bear to tear you apart?"
"Come on, tell me, how did someone pay you to steal your boyfriend?" He looked like a caring uncle.
Although it was only the second time I met him, I was obviously not as reserved as before, and I thought it was okay to tell him about that tragic first love.
"It's nothing special. Liang Zicheng and I were middle school classmates. After the college entrance exam, he confessed his love to me, and I accepted. His family was poor, so I gave him half of my living expenses, which forced me to live frugally for three years. But then Xiao Tiantian fell in love with him, and he decisively cut off all ties with me. Luckily, Xiao Tiantian has a wealthy father who gave her 120,000 yuan, returning all the money I had given her. So Liang Zicheng is actually a piggy bank."
I don't have much talent for storytelling, so I just narrated my three-year love story in such a dry way.
"So you're crying over such a spineless thing?" He looked at me with some disappointment.
"Uncle, that was my first love! My first love was lost to someone with money. It's not too much for me to cry, right?" I said a little angrily.
He gave me a look of disdain. "You're useless. How can this be considered first love? A poor boy saying a few sweet words to you is considered first love? What has he done for you? Have there been many memorable things between you? Doing homework together and eating in the cafeteria doesn't count."
I was speechless because of him. He was right. My relationship with Liang Zicheng didn't have many good memories except eating in the cafeteria together, studying in the library together, and those two unsuccessful kisses.
I haven't even received any gifts because I provide his living expenses, so he doesn't think it's necessary to use my money to buy me gifts, and I think he is right.
Thinking about it now, I feel so stupid. My beautiful first love was completely shattered in an instant by that uncle's mouth.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, he hugged me in his arms, stroked my hair with his chin, and said in a doting tone, "Baby, be good, I will let you know what it feels like to be in love."
I raised my head from his arms and looked at him with blinking eyes: "Are you going to have a relationship with me?"
He chuckled and didn't answer me directly, "I will let you experience the feeling of love."
I was about to ask for clarification when the pretty stewardess pushed the food cart over and asked, "Mr. Xiao, what would you like?"
"I'm the same as usual, how about you?" He turned and looked at me.
I wasn't sure what to eat on the plane. The flight attendant noticed my confusion and sympathetically recommended: "Today we have a fresh sweet shrimp salad. Main courses include spicy Portuguese roast chicken with red bell peppers and red wine braised beef short rib with white beans. Fruits include strawberries and oranges. Drinks include fruit juice, milk and red wine. Dessert is vanilla ice cream."
"I want salad, grilled chicken, strawberries, milk and ice cream." I ordered them all in one breath without hesitation.
"Just eat something casually first, and I'll take you to eat something special after we get off the plane." He continued to speak lovingly while helping me put on the napkin.
The flight attendant brought the food I ordered first, which looked much better than the school cafeteria.
Xiao Shiqiu ate very simply: a vegetable salad, a lamb chop, and a cup of black coffee.
"Miss, didn't you tell me there were lamb chops?" I asked the flight attendant curiously.
"This is specially prepared for Mr. Xiao. He is a black card VIP customer of the airline. We will prepare meals in advance according to his preferences." The flight attendant answered with a smile.
The evil privilege of capitalists.
"So it's your money~" I deliberately dragged out the last word.
"I don't know what you like to eat, I can prepare it for you in advance next time."
His eating posture was very elegant, like an aristocrat in a movie. I saw the flight attendant also secretly watching him.
I leaned close to his ear and whispered, "That beautiful stewardess is peeking at you." Then I winked at him.
He didn't even raise his eyes. "The oil from your mouth is almost rubbing against my ears."
I rolled my eyes. Actually, it's really good that he doesn't talk. No one else has the ability to kill a conversation.
Seeing that I turned around and concentrated on eating again, he flirted with me again, "Do you get jealous when other women look at me?"
Jealous? How could that be possible!
Without even thinking, I started to retort: "Why should I be jealous of others looking at you? It's not you looking at others!"
I regretted it as soon as I said it. Why is my mouth always faster than my brain?
The smile in his eyes deepened, "I don't look at anyone else, I only look at you."
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