Suddenly, other security guards quickly surrounded and looked at the aggressive Jian Jing.

Jian Jing also attracted the support and attention of other passengers.

Fashion female directors, European and American celebrity couples, honeymoon couples, and other VIP passengers on this flight all cast their eyes on her.

Jian Jing said, "I am willing to cooperate with the security check. Do you have the legal authority to pull a gun on me?"

"Jing Jing, don't waste your words on her." President Kang said coldly, "Just call the consulate and ask them to handle this matter. I don't believe that your country can arrest foreigners across borders." The

European and American celebrities finally understood the whole story. They couldn't tell the difference between an Asian and thought the female guard was a local. When they heard she was also a foreigner, they immediately said, "You have no right to search our luggage."

"People who don't know would think you are a colony." The murder was heartbreaking. Jian Jing's knife strike was extremely accurate.

Now, the security inspector had no choice but to stand up. He decisively chose to defend the country's reputation: "It's a misunderstanding. This lady has nothing to do with our work."

"Really?" Jian Jing asked.

The other staff members looked at each other and said one after another: "Yes."

"We are an independent country."

"We are just for safety, not to search luggage."

Jian Jing refused to give up and asked again: "Then she pointed a gun at me, why didn't you arrest her? Or is your country free to bear arms?"

The security guards who heard the news looked at their batons and dared not step forward or retreat.

Both sides were deadlocked.

President Kang said: "I have called the consulate."

"This is a misunderstanding." Everything has its pros and cons. Diplomacy, a double-edged sword, is now aimed at the other side. Another guard pressed down his colleague's hand that was holding up the gun, and said calmly, "She doesn't understand English and thinks you are provoking her."

Jian Jing sneered, "What did you say, provoking? Who is provoking?"

"No, I mean, she misunderstood." The guard made a gesture of invitation, "Please continue with the security check."

Jian Jing sneered, unzipped the zipper, and dumped all the things on the table.

Power bank, lipstick, tissue, water spray, facial mask, earphones, beef jerky, plums... all small scattered items.

She stared at the female guard and said slowly, "You are deaf, but you are not blind, right?"

The female guard was furious: "You!"

The colleague held her arm tightly.

"Go hell." Jian Jing swept back her things, slammed her backpack, and gave a middle finger, "bastard."

She walked angrily onto the jet bridge, the steel plates under her feet making muffled sounds.

However, once she was out of everyone's sight, her angry expression disappeared.

She turned her head to look at the boarding room.

Behind the floor-to-ceiling glass, a man dressed as a business elite turned his head and smiled slightly.

Jian Jing walked away without looking back.

Behind her, passengers were like a tide, swarming onto the giant steel bird.

Just like countless normal takeoffs, passengers were busy taking their seats, the flight attendants were responsible for checking luggage, and the captain followed the instructions from the tower and prepared to take off.

Jian Jing closed her eyes.

The fuselage shook, taxied, and took off.

Finally, they left this land smoothly.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her shoulders relaxed.

"Aren't you afraid that she will really shoot?" Kang Mucheng asked.

Jian Jing said, "She doesn't dare."

He suppressed his anxiety: "What about the gun going off accidentally?"

She paused and said frankly, "I don't think so much. There is always danger. The probability of a gun going off accidentally is only slightly greater than a plane crash, not more than a car accident."

"Jingjing." Kang Mucheng took a deep breath and tried to reason with her, "Some dangers we can't avoid, but some can be avoided. If you keep doing this, sooner or later something will happen to you."

Jian Jing pursed her lips.

Kang Mucheng wanted to say something, but President Kang next to him cleared his throat: "Mucheng."

"Mom, I..." He wanted to say something, but President Kang didn't give him a chance.

She pulled her son over: "Come here, sit here with me."

Kang Mucheng looked at Jian Jing who turned away and ignored him, and then looked at his mother who insisted. He had to interrupt the conversation and sit next to his mother.

Jian Jing closed the door with a "swish" and turned on the "Do Not Disturb" indicator light.

Kang Mucheng sighed and fell weakly in the chair.

"Why did you bully Jing Jing?" Kang Lei asked, "How can you have the nerve to bully a little girl?"

Kang Mucheng explained: "I don't want to teach her a lesson, I'm just worried... What if that woman really shot just now?"

In the short few minutes of their confrontation just now, his heart rate soared to at least 150. He couldn't hear what they were saying at all. He only remembered that he was sweating all over, fearing that the other party would hurt her if they disagreed with him.

This feeling of fear even exceeded the one he had in Paris.

At least at that time, the gangsters did not target her, and did not point the gun at her head.

"I really..." He frowned, and his chest ached slightly, reminding him of his previous worries, "This is not the first time. If it goes on like this, what if another time..."

Kang Mucheng was rarely able to express himself, "Can she get out of danger every time?"

President Kang looked at his son thoughtfully: "Do you think that Jingjing has lost her parents, and you have the responsibility to take care of her, care about her, and advise her?"

He asked back: "Shouldn't you?"

"This will only backfire." Kang Lei said calmly, "Jingjing has tolerated you more than once or twice. I can see that, Mucheng, don't squander her feelings for you."

Kang Mucheng paused.

"I was cheated the year I started my business." Unexpectedly, Kang Lei did not comment on their affair, but instead talked about an unrelated past event.

"At that time, there was not a penny in the account. I owed several relatives, but the bastard ran away. I was angry and regretful. I don't know why I was blinded by his lies and ended up like that. To be honest with you, I really felt that I was finished."

It happened decades ago, but Kang Lei still sighs when she recalls it now.

"At that time, I thought, if I had to die, I would take that bastard with me and not let him go. I did everything I could to get his address, and the next day I took a kitchen knife and went straight to his house.

"The bastard was being a rogue to me, saying he didn't have a penny, even if I killed him. To be honest, when I went there I had hope, maybe I could get something back by forcing him. Who knew that there was nothing in his house except a broken bed, not even a TV? You can't use his 80-year-old mother to pay off his debts, can you?

"My heart really sank at that time. I put the kitchen knife on his neck and told him, either give me money or give me my life. Anyway, I owed a lot of debts, and I would either go to jail or jump off the building. It would be a good thing to drag him into it."

President Kang smiled and said, "Then guess what?"

Kang Mucheng said, "He paid back the money."

"Yes, he was scared, so he called his lover and asked her to send money." President Kang laughed, but said, "I told you about this, but you don't know that this kind of thing happened again after you were born."

Kang Mucheng looked surprised.

"It was someone from the company who ran away with the money." She said, "I had just given birth to you at that time, and I suffered a lot. I was always angry for no reason, and I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't do a lot of work, so I had to hand it over to my subordinates. It's also my fault. I thought he was an old employee and I treated him well. He wouldn't stab me in the back, right? In the end, it's really hard to predict people's hearts..."

She shook her head and stopped sighing. Instead, she said, "When I heard about this, blood rushed to my forehead. Xiao Nie said that he thought I had a cerebral hemorrhage and was so scared that his legs went limp. But is your mother that kind of person? My first thought at the time was to kill that bastard."

Kang Mucheng: "..."

"But I didn't go." Kang Lei changed the subject and asked her son, "Do you know why?"

He said, "Uncle Nie stopped you."

"Bullshit, rely on him?" President Kang sneered, staring at his son, his eyes sparkling softly, "It's you."

"You are this big." She gestured at the size of the baby, "You're only a few months old, and you won't sleep unless I hold you. Tell me, how can I fight with others?"

Kang Mucheng was stunned.

Kang Lei said, "You think you have the responsibility to take good care of Jingjing. Even if she hates you, it's worth it as long as she is fine, right? Have you ever thought about what Jingjing thinks?"

"I don't know what she thinks anymore." He laughed at himself.

"Yes, you can't understand, because you are not like her who has nothing." Kang Lei hit the nail on the head, "But I can understand her feelings - her parents are gone, no matter how good you are to her, she has her own life, she is only important to herself, and others don't need her that much, so what does it matter if she does something she likes?"

Kang Mucheng was silent.

"It's useless to tell her it's dangerous a thousand times. She is not afraid of danger or death." The mother looked at her son with pity and said sincerely, "Mucheng, you are wrong. If you want someone not to take risks, she has to be unwilling to do so. Do you understand?"

There is no fear when there is no worry. Only when there is someone you care about in your heart will you be afraid of death.

Kang Mucheng understood this truth.

So he was filled with sorrow.

There were many ups and downs before boarding, but the flight was too calm, with no thunderstorms, no air currents, and the landing on the land of the motherland was extremely smooth.

Jian Jing felt particularly tired.

Perhaps the two events were too close, or perhaps the search for A was particularly exhausting, she was listless when she got off the plane. She was in

a bad mood, so her alertness was naturally not very high.

It was not until Kang Mucheng beside her suddenly stopped that she noticed something was wrong.

A bunch of bright red roses appeared in front of her.

It was an extra-large bouquet, much larger than a washbasin, and it was estimated to be a set of ninety-nine flowers. It was delivered straight in front of her, blocking her entire line of sight, and the rich floral fragrance filled her face, revealing crystal clearness.

Jian Jing: "???"

First reaction: So fresh.

Second reaction: It is indeed a rose, not a Chinese rose.

Third reaction: Who did it?

She looked up and saw Zong Xunmei's beautiful smile.

Someone next to her started taking out their phones to take pictures. The girls suppressed their excitement and gathered around, whispering, "Is he proposing?"

"Ah, this man is so handsome, like a star."

"Oh my God, so happy."

Jian Jing: "..."

She raised her head with difficulty and stared at him, "What are you doing?"

"To express my gratitude." He opened his arms and gave her a solid hug, his lips touching her cheek, "Thank you."

Jian Jing rolled her eyes, "It's not for you."

"This is what I'm most grateful for." He let go of her and smiled, "I owe you another favor."

Jian Jing looked at him and smiled, "A bouquet of roses is your sincerity? I don't lack men to send flowers."

Zong Ye laughed.

"OK, I understand." He pulled out a greeting card in the shape of a rabbit, like a magic trick. He inserted the greeting card into the flowers and smiled, "You'll be waiting anytime within three days."

Jian Jing couldn't help but reach out for the greeting card, but he immediately held her fingers.

He lifted the back of her hand, kissed it gently, and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you."