“Worry about your own matters. Think about how to become a top manager.” Xiang Jie Sen deliberately ignored her question.
“Heh, that’s easy. I’ll just marry you…”
Lin Qianzhu vaguely heard their playful conversation and felt envious in her heart. Go for it, be brave in pursuit, and your happiness will also come. After continuous self-encouragement, when she arrived in front of Feng Shaohao, she had regained her vitality, her delicate face full of sweet smiles, “Hi!”
Feng Shaohao immediately closed his notebook, “Morning.”
“What secret is hidden in that notebook?” She became increasingly curious.
“Just a travel journal.”
“Did you write about me?” Her eyes were full of expectation. Even if he only wrote her name, it would be enough to make her happy.
Feng Shaohao noticed his palm was sweating.
Nervous and guilty? How could that be? This notebook was indeed recording travel points, just coincidentally containing her name.
He fell silent again. Lin Qianzhu saw that boarding time was approaching and needed to seize the opportunity to talk to him, “What’s different about breakfast without vinegar?”
“Are you going to return the vinegar to me?” Habit was a terrible addiction. Feng Shaohao had a bad breakfast time, and even now he felt his stomach was turbid.
“It’s so delicious, I won’t return it. Did you secretly curse me during breakfast?” She stared at him.
Would writing about her greediness in the notebook count? A difficult question to answer. He directly ignored her and stood up to leave, “Time to board.”
Lin Qianzhu had no time to figure out his expression, quickly grabbing her luggage and following his footsteps. No problem, I don’t believe you’re an eternal iceberg. I will definitely find a way to melt your heart.
In first-class cabin, their seats were still some distance apart, and she could only see his side profile. Alas, why couldn’t she change seats?
She could only quietly watch him, noticing he had quite a few admirers, with flight attendants actively serving him multiple times. However, Feng Shaohao’s cold gaze was ruthless, crushing many romantic hopes, quickly deterring anyone from approaching him.
Hmph, her mood calm, Lin Qianzhu drifted off to sleep.
To conceal the matchmaking motives, when Lin Qianzhu returned to San Francisco, Lin Chengjun assigned her numerous tasks, keeping her so busy it seemed like a punishment.
