As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his thick and strong right hand.

Ignoring his increasingly cold expression, she shook her head vigorously a few times and grinned at him, "Let me introduce myself. I'm called Tang Xiaoru!"

Nie Yiyun forcefully pulled out his hand and coldly said, "I'm not interested in knowing your name."

He merely extended his hand out out of a moment of soft-heartedness, but he had no interest in getting to know the girl in front of him.

In his eyes, only Su Rui was a qualified woman, and the other members of the opposite sex were just a pile of mud.

After saying that, he stood up and dragged his luggage towards the departure gate without hesitation.

He didn't want to talk to any more women. If he could, he wished he could have no other woman in this world, except for Rui Rui.

Then he could easily find her in the sea of people.

But this was only his imagination!

God would not treat him so well.

He smiled ruefully and stood in a crowd of sad farewell.

Tang Xiaoru looked at his back and could not help but feel sad for some reason.

She could not understand why such a strong and handsome man would give others a feeling of despair and loneliness.

His heart could not help but feel bitter.

Right here, the cell phone in her bag rang fiercely.

Faintly, she hastily rummaged through the pile of items. When she opened it, she found that it was her nagging mother.

After hesitating for a few minutes, she finally answered the call. Just as she was about to say something, she was almost knocked unconscious by the curses coming from the other end of the phone.

Helpless, she kept the phone away from her ear. After a while, when she had finished cursing, she put the phone back to her ear and giggled. "Mom, I missed you!"

"Miss me? Come on! All day long, you will be immersed in a beautiful dream that you weaved yourself, and after that dream was over, you will randomly write it and hand it to others, and print it into the shape of a lead character to harm young girls and boys! "

"But I beg of you, don't provoke so many men to come knocking on our door and make our neighbors talk about whether you are here or not! "Let me tell you, I'll let you quickly bring back a man to get married within the next six months!" Her Majesty said, and began to speak.

"Hur hur. Yes. Yes, yes. Huh? Hey, hey, hey? Mom, raise your voice, can't I hear you?! Bad signal? "Sigh!" Tang Xiaoru hurriedly said a few words and hung up the phone while roaring.

Although it wasn't good to end up like this every time, there was no other way around it.

Otherwise, they would be blabbering on and on all day. They would never worry about how expensive the overseas calls were, nor would they worry about their daughter vomiting blood and dying from listening to them.

Afraid that her mother would not give up and call again, Tang Xiaoru weighed the pros and cons again before shutting down her phone.

She let out a long breath and threw the phone into her bag. Only then did she remember the male lead of her next novel.

He hastily raised his head to look and saw that he was already mixed into the crowd, handling the boarding formalities.

Upon seeing the time, he hurriedly joined the crowd.

His back attracted her attention like a magnet, and she was happy to realize that the two of them were actually on the same flight.

In order to do that, he had to find a way to move them to his side.

However, reality had completely shattered her fantasies.

Because, she realized, he was in a business class, and she was just an ordinary cabin.