Leng Youlan entered the cabin with complex emotions, her lively eyes eagerly scanning the entire cabin through thick black-framed glasses. But the person she expected was not there. A strong sense of disappointment surged in her heart. She secretly encouraged herself, “Isn’t this what you wanted? Leng Youlan, stay calm, calm.” She took a deep breath and continued walking.
“Madam, please follow me,” a muscular man said respectfully upon seeing Leng Youlan enter, immediately standing to greet her. He was incredibly curious about the woman, secretly observing her. After recent events, his dissatisfaction was replaced by curiosity, and he now felt an inexplicable admiration.
He secretly decided, “This woman is not simple.”
“Sir, have you finished looking?” Leng Youlan said coldly, sitting in the seat the man indicated. Sitting by the window, she said coldly, “Finished looking? Please return to your seat.” Then she turned her face towards the window.
The flight continued for several hours and ended in a somewhat exciting manner.
Leng Youlan was escorted out of the aircraft. Walking at the front and center, she naturally drew everyone’s attention. People wondered why someone dressed in such expensive attire would be following a young girl who looked like a poor student.
The business elites on the same flight as Leng Youlan secretly felt lucky, but became increasingly curious about this young woman’s identity.
Outside the airport, five stretched black Rolls-Royces were parked, creating a scene that made people gasp. The area outside the airport was filled with onlookers, all waiting with bated breath.
Youlian glanced at the watch on her arm and said, “It’s time. Notify them to get out and welcome the master.” Youlian was the person in charge of Youming in France.
“Yes,” the driver in front respectfully replied.
She adjusted her short skirt, determined to seize this opportunity.
Her fox-like seductive eyes revealed determination as she slowly exhaled and opened the car door to step out.
Just as Leng Youlan’s group exited the airport, a man immediately approached the tall woman waiting outside. He said to Youlian, “Lian, this is the madam.”
Youlian looked in surprise at the woman who looked like a poor student introducing her. Doubts arose in her mind. Wasn’t the master supposed to be coming? Who was this woman?
