All men are idiots.

No language could more precisely describe Ruan Sixian’s current state of mind than this sentence.

She instinctively withdrew the letter, forcing a smile uglier than crying, wanting to say something but finding herself unable to utter a single word.

Fortunately, after speaking, Fu Mingyu no longer looked at her—or rather, he acted as if she didn’t exist—extending his hand to turn off the reading light, then reclining his seat to rest with his eyes closed.

The surrounding passengers were quiet, with only occasional sounds of turning pages or clinking water glasses.

No one seemed to notice what had happened.

But Ruan Sixian knew that several gazes were now fixed on her, treating this as entertainment.

After all, these frequent first-class long-haul passengers had all heard stories about flight attendants and passengers.

Ruan Sixian bit her lip and turned away from the coffee pot.

Back in the galley, she set the coffee pot down heavily, startling Jiang Ziyue.

“What’s wrong with you?” Jiang Ziyue asked.

“Nothing.”

Although Ruan Sixian was seething inside, she didn’t dare complain about the boss in front of the chief attendant.

Though she got along well with Jiang Ziyue normally, colleagues were still just colleagues, and casual remarks could become daggers someday.

Jiang Ziyue asked again: “By the way, did you deliver Si Xiaozhen’s thing?”

Ruan Sixian had a particular trait—she could conceal things in her heart, but not on her face. Any emotional fluctuation quickly manifested as blushes on her cheeks.

Like now, she was unstable, with fire in her eyes, but her flushed cheeks made her look shy.

Ruan Sixian said coldly: “Forget it, I’m not delivering it.”

Then she suddenly widened her eyes, “You knew about it?”

Jiang Ziyue shrugged, turning to lean against the cabinet. “She approached me this afternoon too.”

Jiang Ziyue had more experience than Ruan Sixian and the others. She had been Si Xiaozhen’s training mentor, and being a chief attendant, Si Xiaozhen thought she might have more influence, so she had first asked Jiang Ziyue for help.

But Jiang Ziyue had refused directly.

It wasn’t just about minding her own business; the whole thing seemed too absurd, so why take on unnecessary trouble?

Ruan Sixian understood the connection and nodded. “I haven’t found the opportunity yet.”

Excuses aside, the man was sitting right there. If she wanted to deliver it, it would take mere seconds.

Jiang Ziyue leaned in and asked: “You’re afraid, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I’m afraid.” Ruan Sixian smiled sarcastically, “It’s embarrassing.”

What if he thought she was giving him a love letter?

“How could that be? Nothing is embarrassing about it.” Jiang Ziyue picked up three steaks and squeezed past Ruan Sixian. “I’m going to bring the crew their late meal. As for your situation… just quietly place it there when the lights are off. Nobody will know.”

With Jiang Ziyue’s suggestion, Ruan Sixian’s mood quickly shifted.

It made sense.

Fu Mingyu had misunderstood her earlier, thinking she was flirting with him. How could Ruan Sixian explain? No matter what she said, others might not believe her. She just needed to deliver the letter, and once Fu Mingyu saw the content, he would realize his misunderstanding.

But right now, with Fu Mingyu’s arrogant attitude, he definitely wouldn’t accept anything from her. So she’d wait until the lights were dimmed and everyone was asleep, then slip the letter onto his seat without anyone noticing.

When he woke up and saw the content, the truth would be revealed.

OK.

Ruan Sixian made her decision and patiently waited.

Twenty minutes later, the cabin lights dimmed. Most passengers reclined their seats and slept with eye masks on. Two passengers kept their reading lights on to read books. The cabin was so quiet that breathing sounds were audible.

Only a seven or eight-year-old boy in seat 7A was playing cartoons without headphones.

At times like this, the plane felt like a large dormitory, and Ruan Sixian felt like a dorm supervisor.

She walked quietly to the little boy’s side and reminded him to wear headphones while watching cartoons.

The child grumbled, saying: “My ears hurt.”

Ruan Sixian crouched down and spoke gently: “Little friend, playing sound out loud will disturb others.”

The child was still reluctant, pointing to an adult nearby: “My dad isn’t bothered by it.”

Ruan Sixian glanced over. His father was wearing an eye mask and noise-canceling headphones, completely oblivious and sleeping like a log. It would be strange if he could be disturbed.

In such situations, Ruan Sixian had no option but to try persuasion.

“Little friend, we’ll arrive in London early in the morning. If you don’t sleep now, you’ll be drowsy when we land and won’t have the energy to play.”

Her voice was gentle, and her tone soft. It was difficult for anyone to refuse, even a child.

The little boy thought seriously for a moment, then turned off his iPad. “I need to pee.”

Ruan Sixian extended her hand to him. “Let’s go, I’ll take you there.”

Although the plane was in cruise mode, it could encounter air turbulence at any time. Protecting the child’s safety was Ruan Sixian’s responsibility.

Passing by Fu Mingyu, Ruan Sixian glanced down. He was lying flat, breathing steadily, sleeping peacefully.

Ruan Sixian suddenly felt this was an opportunity, so she stopped and said to the child: “Little friend, wait for me a moment.”

Then she bent down and placed the letter beside Fu Mingyu’s pillow.

When her fingers touched the pillow, Fu Mingyu pursed his lips, giving Ruan Sixian a start—she thought he wasn’t asleep.

Fortunately, he only shifted his head slightly.

While Fu Mingyu didn’t open his eyes, the little boy beside her saw everything.

“Big sister, are you giving him a love letter?”

Ruan Sixian: “…”

How did this little brat know so much?

“No, it’s not.” Ruan Sixian didn’t want to explain further. “Let’s go quickly, or someone might occupy the bathroom.”

The child ignored Ruan Sixian’s words and spoke like a little adult: “This big brother is very handsome, but big sister, you shouldn’t be so shy. I’ve received love letters before, it’s nothing, it’s normal.”

Ruan Sixian nearly fainted.

You little brat, if you want to give a speech, could you not do it here? What if Fu Mingyu wasn’t asleep and was just resting his eyes?

Ruan Sixian took her third deep breath of the day and dragged him to the bathroom.

The round trip took only a few minutes. When Ruan Sixian returned with the child, she found that Fu Mingyu was no longer sleeping. He had adjusted his seat upright, turned on the reading light, and was looking at his iPad.

So fast—Ruan Sixian even doubted whether he had been asleep earlier.

But judging by his normal expression, he probably hadn’t heard anything.

She wondered if he had seen the letter.

Passing by Fu Mingyu, Ruan Sixian couldn’t help but peek over.

Well, it seemed he hadn’t discovered the letter; instead, it had fallen to the floor because he had straightened his seat.

Ruan Sixian felt a mix of emotions. Now she not only had to deliver it again but also had to pick it up from the floor without him noticing.

Ruan Sixian wasn’t the only one who saw the letter; the little boy beside her saw it too.

Seeing it was one thing, but he also said loudly: “Big sister, your love letter fell on the floor.”

Ruan Sixian: “…”

I saw it without you pointing it out.

No, this is not a love letter!

Fu Mingyu looked over at his words.

He merely glanced, and upon seeing it was Ruan Sixian, quickly turned his head away, with an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth.

It wasn’t ambiguous at all. Ruan Sixian felt his face full of mockery.

What was he smiling at?

What was so funny?

This isn’t a damn love letter!

Ruan Sixian realized that since Fu Mingyu had boarded the plane, he had spoken only five sentences to her, two of which were just two words, but they had already transformed her from a gentle, amiable fairy into a high-altitude explosive package ready to detonate.

What kind of devil was he?

Of course, Ruan Sixian only dared to scream internally; outwardly, she maintained her smile.

“Little friend, this isn’t a love letter.”

“Then what is it?”

“It’s a petition letter.”

“Isn’t that still a kind of letter?”

“…”

Ruan Sixian looked back. Fortunately, Fu Mingyu didn’t seem to notice their conversation.

After getting the little brat back to his seat, Ruan Sixian crouched down to fasten his safety belt and touched his forehead.

“Rest early.”

With that, she took a deep breath before standing up and turning toward Fu Mingyu.

His attention seemed completely absorbed by his iPad; he didn’t glance at Ruan Sixian.

This was for the best.

Ruan Sixian walked to his side, quickly picked up the letter, and held it out to him.

At this point, she no longer pretended not to know him or hypocritically addressed him as “Sir.”

“President Fu, please don’t misunderstand. This is my…”

Before she could finish, the aircraft suddenly began to experience turbulence without warning.

The turbulence was significant; many passengers were awakened, and the fasten seatbelt signs quickly illuminated.

Having flown for two years, Ruan Sixian knew from experience that this might not just be airflow; they might even be brushing past a cumulus rain cloud.

There was no time to think about anything else; safety was the priority. She didn’t dare move recklessly and immediately grabbed Fu Mingyu’s seatback to stabilize herself.

In their confusion, she looked down to see Fu Mingyu calmly putting away his iPad and looking up at her.

He seemed about to say something.

At that moment, the plane’s announcement suddenly sounded, interrupting Fu Mingyu.

“Ladies and gentlemen, our aircraft is encountering strong convective turbulence. Please return to your seats, fasten your seatbelts, and note that the restrooms are temporarily closed.”

Just then, the little boy beside them became frightened and cried loudly, desperately trying to rush to his father. Finding himself restrained by the seatbelt, he began to unbuckle it.

Ruan Sixian immediately called out: “Little friend! Don’t unfasten your seatbelt! This is just turbulence, don’t be afraid!”

But the child wouldn’t listen to Ruan Sixian. Meanwhile, the boy’s father had just been awakened by the turbulence and was sitting up groggily, clearly not understanding the situation.

She couldn’t let the child unbuckle and leave his seat—bumps and bruises on the aircraft would be troublesome.

Ruan Sixian had no time to think and immediately ran over to hold the child down.

But just as she let go of her support, the plane jolted again. She lost her balance, her center of gravity shifted, and she fell.

—Right into Fu Mingyu’s lap.

Ruan Sixian: “……………………”

His scent enveloped her, and with their bodies touching, Ruan Sixian’s upper body was practically leaning on his chest.

Looking up, she met his gaze.

He tilted his head slightly, the mockery and disdain in his eyes completely undisguised.

Ruan Sixian interpreted it as—”I’d like to see how you explain this now.”

At this moment, Ruan Sixian’s heart shamefully raced, as if about to leap out, her blush spreading to her earlobes.

She could hear her heartbeat: “Thump, thump, thump.”

This was so damn embarrassing.

Accompanying this heartbeat, Fu Mingyu spoke: “Misunderstand what?”

Ruan Sixian: “…”

Silence, only silence.

In this scenario, if I said I wasn’t trying to seduce you, would you believe me?

I wouldn’t even believe myself.

The plane gradually stabilized at that moment.

The two of them just stared at each other.

One with a flushed face and red ears, the other so calm that his eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

After a long while, receiving no answer, Fu Mingyu spoke again: “How long do you plan to sit on my lap?”

Ruan Sixian: “……………..”

Ruan Sixian immediately stood up, not knowing where to put her hands. She tugged at her hair, her fingers inadvertently brushing her face.

At this temperature, if she had a mirror, she would see that her face was as red as if she’d just come from a sauna.

“I…” Ruan Sixian closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and placed the letter on his table. “This is from my colleague who asked me to give it to you. It contains some of her thoughts about the Feathers Program.”

After placing it down, Ruan Sixian didn’t dare look at his expression and walked away directly.

Entering the rest area, Jiang Ziyue came over saying: “Ruan Ruan, you just…”

Jiang Ziyue stopped halfway and patted Ruan Sixian’s shoulder.

“It’s fine, just startled by the turbulence.” Ruan Sixian stood still to calm herself. “The child in 7A was frightened to tears. Could you please bring him a glass of juice? I need to rest first.”

For the nearly ten hours that followed, Ruan Sixian passed by Fu Mingyu countless times.

Fortunately, he slept for nearly five hours, and for the other five, he was completely focused on his own business, never giving Ruan Sixian a single glance.

Even so, every time Ruan Sixian passed him, she felt uncomfortable, always feeling that the next moment he would look up at her mockingly and say something humiliating.

Thankfully, that didn’t happen.

After landing and seeing off all the passengers, Ruan Sixian felt like she’d shed a layer of skin. She had never felt so exhausted after a long-haul flight.

However, as she rubbed her shoulders and walked back to the cabin, passing Fu Mingyu’s seat, she nearly fainted again from anger.

—The letter remained untouched on the table.

How did Ruan Sixian know it was untouched?

—Because Si Xiaozhen had sealed it with wax to show sincerity.

Ruan Sixian took yet another deep breath—she had lost count of how many today—and picked up the letter.

So after experiencing such a roller-coaster flight, it had all been her one-person show?!