He unconcernedly replied with an "En" as his face turned gloomy.

Before he had faced Shen Xiran, his entire body had been filled with a dark and cold silence, causing people to not dare approach him no matter what.

However, the air stewardess in front of him was an exception.

Her position had originally been to face customers, but now, with only the handsome and elegant male owner remaining, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

In the past, there had been many romantic stories between rich and handsome people. But today, she couldn't help but be moved by how handsome the guests were.

Did the two of them argue that they had a chance?

She thought and thought. Although she saw that he didn't even look at her out of the corner of his eye, she still decided to give it her all.

She stepped forward and said softly, "We have red wine. It's the one from 1982. Would you like a glass?"

He frowned as he felt quite flustered. However, when he heard someone beside him ask about it, he nodded his head. "Alright."

Soon, a glass of red wine with ice cubes was served to him. He reached out to take it and took a sip. The mellow taste of the wine made him feel extremely comfortable. He sighed and closed his eyes.

The plane took off, rocking slightly, his eyes closed, and he looked as if he were asleep.

The flight attendant hesitated and then slowly walked behind him, extending her hand to gently massage him.

She was fully expecting that he would accept her offer. After all, this was the most gentle way to approach him that she had ever thought of. But now, the reality was —

The moment her hand touched her shoulder, Si Lianye suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her: "Scram!"

She was shocked, her expression was aggrieved and surprised, her face was flushed red and her tears rolled in her eyes, "Mr, I just …"

He coldly looked at her with a gaze that was as cold as a beam of light, causing her to involuntarily shrink backwards.

When he saw this, his expression eased up a lot. He waved his hand and said, "I don't like people coming near me. You can leave."

As if she had been granted amnesty, she quickly lowered her head and walked away, not daring to think about anything else.

This was the scene that Shen Xiran saw after he left the room. Not knowing what kind of feeling he was having, she walked over to him and asked mockingly, "You took the initiative to express your goodwill, yet you are actually unmoved by it? Are you a man or not? "

He raised his eyes to look at her. He was pleasantly surprised when she took the initiative to approach him. "Didn't you already know whether he was a man or not?"

Her face reddened and she spat. "Men full of that sort of thing."

"Alright, I won't say anymore. Did I just use it next time?" He sat up straight and said to her, "Are you hungry? Don't worry, I have a chef specially hired here. We'll be able to eat later."

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You think I'm a pig? When can I get hungry? Yesterday, you said that you wanted Yue Haoqing to go and see Le Le.

Actually, she was just trying to find something to talk about. Although she rejected his good intentions, after returning to the room, she felt that she was being cruel to him, so after thinking about it, she came up with an excuse.

He looked at her steadily with a hint of understanding in his eyes, causing her to turn her head away uncomfortably.

"Of course, of course, if you don't believe me, you can call and ask." He pointed to the phone on the wall to one side.

She looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Can I make a phone call on the plane?"

"Yes, but the cell phone won't work. We can only use the equipment provided by the plane."

"Then I'll call and ask." After she finished speaking, she really walked over to make a call. Yue Haoqing had received it, and upon hearing his voice, she was completely relieved.

Behind her, he leisurely said, "Don't worry, I will never take back what I've said."

She pursed her lips and turned to look at him.

He was stunned for a moment before he smiled, "Of course."

She snorted and walked over to him. "What are we going to do this time? "What about the information?"

Laughing lightly, he placed his arm behind his back and said, "What would your reaction be if I told you that we actually have nothing better to do but go sightseeing?"

"My reaction?" Her expression changed. "My reaction is to slap you in the face and then return as fast as I can after the plane lands."

"Okay, you really don't have a sense of humor, don't worry, I've already arranged for the past two days, we should be very busy, and might even have to accompany me to two banquets in the evening. But don't worry, those people are basically all my acquaintances, you won't encounter anything similar to the last time, and I'll give you a holiday on the last day, we can go and play, after all, it's a very famous city, and not playing after going is too much of a pity." He immediately told her his plan.

She raised her eyebrows. "You said it twice, which one of them was real?"

"You'll know when the time comes, won't you?" He looked at her with an evil smile.

She stood up angrily and kicked him. He curled up his body and pretended to be hurt. "Aiya, you're so strong. My foot is broken."

"You deserve it." She walked over in a huff, but accidentally walked into the wrong room.

Although Si Lianye's place was the living room, it was very warm and well-equipped. Around the living room, there were a few rooms, some for people to rest in, and some for fun and leisure.

She went to a lounge.

As soon as she opened the door, she could not help but ask, "What is this place?"

He followed her to take a look. "The billiard room. Have you never seen it before?"

"A billiard ball?" She blinked at him. "I've seen this on TV. Never played it."

"You want to play? I'll accompany you. " Seeing that she was eager to give it a try, he suddenly smiled. He took off his coat and threw it to the side, then smiled evilly: "Today I will accept you as my disciple."

"You wish for beauty, who knows what your level is, and you even have a master." She snorted, not at all bothered by his words.

Si Lianye, does she still not understand? In the front, she specialized in learning medicine. Later, she went into business and didn't go for fun. If he knew how to play this game, she would eat the table …

Before he finished thinking, he took up the long pole skillfully and elegantly. He struck a few round balls on the table, and with a "pa" sound, a ball rolled into the bag.

He was actually an expert!

She was dumbstruck. Although she didn't understand much about this, she could tell from the way he was moving that this person was definitely not lacking in martial arts.

At this moment, the only thought in her mind was that it was fortunate that she only said those words in her mind, and did not say them out loud.

Otherwise, he would lose a lot of face.

He smiled at her and stood up with a "please" gesture.

She pursed her lips and walked up, imitating how he looked. She took the cue and, with her right hand at the front and back of her left, she swung it with all her might …

"Bam!"

A ball jumped off the table, rolled to the ground, and spun around on the smooth floor.

A stifled laugh rose from beside her, and her face flushed.

"I'm not fighting anymore." She dropped the cue on the table.

"Don't, don't go, anyway it's still early, I'll teach you." He took her hand.

"No, you're making fun of me again." She looked at him with a pout.

"Alright, it's my fault. I won't laugh at you anymore. Don't worry, I will focus on teaching you. You will definitely learn it." Then, he picked up the ball that had run away from home and said, "You see, you need to have a little skill in this. For most people, you can basically grasp this skill after playing for two days, but with your intelligence, you should be able to learn it very quickly."

She looked at him suspiciously. "Really?" She didn't think that it was that easy a moment ago.

He nodded without batting an eyelid. "Of course. Try it if you don't believe me." After saying that, he pulled her to the side of the table and said, "Look, it's like this. Although this looks simple, in reality, you have to use techniques from head to toe, such as your arms and shoulders. Also, you have to use strength from your waist …" Then he said to her, "Try again. As long as you do as I say, you will succeed."

She was a little nervous as she tried to recall what he had said. Then, following what he had said, she bent down slightly and put the bat under her … Push!

A ball spun forward rapidly and then — fell into the net at the bottom.

She was stunned and looked back at him with a dejected expression. "It's not like I've hit him."

He straightened up and clapped. "Not bad, you have improved."

She looked back, still depressed, but, as he had said, she hadn't hit the ball to the ground as she had the first time, which was progress.

She, who only knew a little bit of the rules, did not know that throwing the mother bulb into the bag like that was also very disgraceful. The degree of her shame was only slightly better than hitting the ball to the ground.

"Come, come." He picked up the cue and tapped it on the edge of the table. "I found out you weren't in the right position. I'll teach you the right thing to do."

She hesitated for a moment, then walked over as instructed. "I was obviously following your instructions."

"No, I found something different." After saying that, he reached out his hand to gently press her back against the edge of the table. He leaned on her side and whispered into her ear, "Your hand should be lower, and your waist should be lower as much as possible. You should look forward along the cue, so … "That's it …"

His warm and extremely manly voice echoed in her ears, making her heart tremble uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a wave of coldness hit him. It turned out that after he saw that her posture was finally correct, he got up and left her.

She pursed her lips, ashamed of her own heartbeat.