Less than ten minutes after landing, aviation news spread everywhere.

Due to the release of a related film, aviation accidents received unprecedented attention, and this incident instantly topped the trending searches.

However, neither Ruan Sixian nor Fu Mingyu had time to care about these matters. This evening was destined to be incredibly busy.

Yan An received the news and wanted to come to see the situation, but considering Fu Mingyu’s frequent scowls toward him, he decided against it and went home to watch the news instead.

When Fu Mingyu finally had time to check his missed calls, besides those from his family, there were twelve calls from Dong Xian.

As he was considering whether to call back, his assistant called to say that Dong Xian and Dong Jing had arrived.

“Hmm,” Fu Mingyu said. “Let them in after five minutes.”

He changed into a clean set of clothes and tidied his hair, and the office door automatically opened as the two sisters, Dong Xian and Dong Jing, eagerly walked in.

“Where’s Ruan Ruan?!” Dong Xian looked around. “Where is she?”

This was the first time Fu Mingyu had seen Dong Xian in such a state—not only without her usual dignified expression but even with colorful paint on her clothes.

Fu Mingyu walked up to her and calmly said, “Auntie, don’t worry. She’s fine. She’s currently being interviewed by the Civil Aviation Bureau.”

He then gestured for her to sit on the sofa.

Even after sitting down, Dong Xian wasn’t at ease.

“Tonight I was in my studio, but suddenly my perfectly fine paint palette tipped over.”

She spoke intermittently, her voice fluctuating in volume. “Then someone told me about today’s news. I hadn’t seen it yet, but my heart suddenly felt abnormal. I sensed she was on that plane.”

She bent over, covering her forehead. “I just knew it was her.”

Dong Jing sat beside her, patting her back. “Ruan Ruan is fine now, don’t worry.”

Fu Mingyu glanced at his watch while calls from various departments were continuously transferred to him. Bai Yang and his assistant stood outside awaiting instructions.

Seeing that Fu Mingyu was very busy, Dong Xian and Dong Jing didn’t disturb him further.

“Let’s wait outside.”

The entire World Airlines building was as busy as during the Spring Festival travel season. Every floor and every workstation was packed with people.

It was a night of collective overtime, with the Public Relations Department especially busy.

After a full three hours, Ruan Sixian finally emerged from the conference room, her ears filled with various voices.

She still needed to rush to the Flight Department to submit her report. Along the way, she grabbed someone to ask about the captain’s condition.

“He’s fine, nothing serious. Vasovagal syncope is probably due to fatigue and an accumulation of various chronic conditions. The aviation medical department has records, but this kind of thing is indeed very sudden.”

Ruan Sixian didn’t quite understand these academic terms. She only remembered that the captain initially experienced brief dizziness, then gradually grew pale, eventually unable to see the instrument panel clearly, with his hearing also declining, while simultaneously feeling nauseous and sweating.

Before he passed out, Ruan Sixian thought he had some serious illness. Later, when she saw him simply close his eyes, she feared something major had happened.

“Will he be able to continue flying in the future?” Ruan Sixian asked.

“After recovery, yes, but he’ll be placed on a priority medical examination list from now on.”

The person hurried off after speaking.

Ruan Sixian continued walking toward the office, taking out her phone to reply to messages from Si Xiaozhen and Bian Xuan.

Because her name had appeared directly in subsequent news reports, over a hundred messages flooded into her WeChat. She didn’t have time to reply to each one, so she could only post a Moments update to universally report her safety.

After exiting WeChat, she checked her call log.

Among dozens of notification messages, more than ten were from Dong Xian.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to call her back.

But before she could dial, the person appeared in front of her.

“Are you all right now?”

Dong Xian held a disposable paper cup, staring at Ruan Sixian.

“I’m fine now.”

Ruan Sixian said.

This time Dong Xian didn’t continue speaking, and Ruan Sixian didn’t know what to say either. The two just stood silently face to face.

Meanwhile, Fu Mingyu came out of his office and saw Dong Jing standing alone in the break room.

“Where is Mrs. Zheng?”

Dong Jing looked around and said, “I don’t know. She just said she was going to get some water but hasn’t returned. Did something happen?”

Fu Mingyu knew that the Civil Aviation Bureau people had already left. Looking at the time, he figured Ruan Sixian should be about done too, so he called her.

But no one answered.

“She might be with her,” Fu Mingyu said. “Probably at the glass corridor across the way. Auntie, do you need me to have someone escort you there?”

Dong Jing had initially nodded, but after thinking, she said, “Never mind, let the two of them talk for a while.”

The assistant poured Dong Jing a cup of hot water, and she sat down again.

The man beside her didn’t leave either, looking toward the glass corridor where two blurry silhouettes were faintly reflected.

“Our Ruan Ruan has always been like a boy since childhood…” After the false alarm, Dong Jing had been sitting here for nearly three hours. She was tired and could hardly stand up, so she spoke as if to herself. “Honestly, if I were a passenger on that plane and knew that a girl was handling such a dangerous moment up there, I might have been doubly terrified.”

At this point, she smiled. “And such a beautiful girl at that.”

Bai Yang brought over a responsibility document, but Fu Mingyu remained standing there, motionless.

Dong Jing suddenly remembered something and looked up at Fu Mingyu. “Do you know that she was originally supposed to be called Ruan Guangzhi?”

Fu Mingyu: “…”

He looked up from the folder in front of him but didn’t speak, seeming somewhat confused.

“Back when her mother was just pregnant with her, she was very restless. Then those experienced old ladies in the neighborhood looked at her belly and all said it was a boy. So her father gave her this name in advance. I still remember that line of poetry—’ Determined heart, broad ambition, what shall I fear?’ Is that how it goes?”

Fu Mingyu nodded expressionlessly.

Bai Yang, thinking about how Ruan Sixian was originally going to have such a name, didn’t laugh out loud, but his eyebrow twitched appropriately.

After signing the responsibility document, Fu Mingyu calmly asked, “So how did she end up with this name?”

“It was because the year she was conceived, her father was assigned by the school to teach in a rural area. Her father wasn’t very politically savvy, so all the good places were taken by others, leaving him with a remote village. That year, they had just gotten electricity, and six months later, the entire village had only one landline phone. You had to make appointments in advance just to make a call.”

“What could he do? He had a wife and an unborn child at home, so he wrote letters.”

“They had only been married for a short time and suddenly had to be separated for so long. Her father wrote almost weekly, sometimes even every two or three days. He mostly wrote about everyday matters, which got boring after a while. But newlyweds miss each other, though they don’t like to say it directly, so before the signature of each letter, he would write ‘Si Xian’ (thinking of Xian).”

“The day Ruan Ruan was born wasn’t easy either. It was late at night, and my sister got up to drink some water, but she tripped and went into labor immediately. There wasn’t even time to go to the hospital; she gave birth at home. When I received the call, I was terrified, thinking neither would survive. But it turned out fine—she grew up healthy, and she’s even so tall now.”

“Then when it came time to register the baby’s name, they couldn’t think of anything on the spot. There was a stack of letters under the pillow, which some old ladies accidentally scattered while picking them up. They saw this and said it was good and meaningful, so that’s how they named her.”

Fu Mingyu smiled.

“It’s a nice name.”

He sat across from Dong Jing with a table between them, reaching out to refill her hot water.

“And then?”

He pointed to the glass corridor across the way.

Ruan Sixian was truly very busy at this point. The media hadn’t left yet, and various departments were waiting for her and the entire crew to report the details. So she only spoke briefly with Dong Xian before leaving.

Dong Xian didn’t insist she stay either. She just wanted to confirm Ruan Sixian’s safety.

She returned to the waiting area outside Fu Mingyu’s office, treading lightly. The two inside didn’t notice her approach.

“I don’t know why she just can’t accept her parents’ divorce. Maybe she’s just inherently stubborn. But during those years, her mother was indeed too busy and basically couldn’t take care of her, which made things even harder. She became less willing to meet. By university, when she could earn money from part-time jobs, she often wouldn’t even answer calls.”

These things were always incomprehensible to Dong Jing, but after so many years, she didn’t bother trying to understand anymore.

Seeing Dong Xian approaching in the mirror, she finished the water in her cup and stood up. “I’ve talked too much today, mainly because I was scared. It was so close—she could have been gone. My heart was racing.”

“It’s not easy for a young girl to grow up stumbling along on her own, working to earn living expenses while repaying student loans, refusing money when offered, now being cold to her mother, with her father gone. Who knows what her future holds? Remember to treat her well.”

Fu Mingyu stood motionless for a long time, seemingly seeing them off but actually with his heart trembling.

“It’s not easy for a young girl to grow up stumbling along on her own…”

“To grow up stumbling along on her own…”

“Stumbling along on her own…”

Dong Jing’s words lingered in his mind like a ringing in his ears.

Ruan Sixian wasn’t able to leave until six o’clock the next morning.

Fu Mingyu left half an hour later than her.

When the two entered the parking garage, it was still dark, and the rain continued non-stop.

As soon as Ruan Sixian got into the car, she took out her phone and looked at it without lifting her head, absorbed in whatever she was viewing.

Fu Mingyu leaned against the backrest, closing his eyes to rest.

The car was warm and quiet, with the soft sound of his breathing beside her.

Ruan Sixian turned her head to glance at him and noticed his brow was still furrowed.

“Even sleeping, you don’t relax.”

She reached out to smooth his brow, but just as she touched his skin, he caught her hands.

Fu Mingyu opened his eyes and asked, “What is it?”

Ruan Sixian ignored him and looked down at her phone again.

Fu Mingyu held her hand, slowly placing it on his leg, turning her palm upward, and intertwining his fingers with hers, gripping tightly.

His knuckles were hard, uncomfortable against Ruan Sixian’s hand.

She tried to pull her hand away, but he held on even tighter.

“Are you a pervert?” Ruan Sixian said. “I’ll call for help if you don’t let go.”

After speaking, she turned to look at him, met his gaze, and quickly averted her eyes.

Ruan Sixian felt this person’s eyes had a magical power, like a vortex that could draw people in. The longer she looked, the more her mind would wander.

She continued looking at her phone. #WorldAirlines29345SafeLanding# had been in the top three trending searches from last night until this morning.

This was also thanks to the popularity of a certain film, which had made people especially attentive to aviation information.

Emergency landing, pilot, female, beautiful—these four key points quickly propelled #WorldAirlinesFemaleSuccessfulEmergencyLanding# up the trending list.

Clicking into the topic, besides World Airlines’ official statement, many marketing accounts had already posted her promotional photos from several months ago with various content.

This time, the netizens’ exaggerated praise nearly made Ruan Sixian dizzy.

[The person who previously commented about female drivers being dangerous under the promotional photo, stand up and let me see if your face is swollen!]

[Sister, how can I marry you?]

[Thought she was beautiful before, didn’t expect her to be so amazing. Sister is the best!]

[May I ask about this sister’s sexual orientation? Would you accept an 18-year-old girl who just came of age?]

[Looking at the specific report—landing in strong crosswinds and heavy rain, ground water causing the plane to skid, stopping at the last second—I only have two words: badass.]

After seeing her rapidly increasing Weibo follower count, Ruan Sixian slowly turned her head to look at Fu Mingyu expressionlessly.

“I’m famous now.”

“Let’s break up. I’ll give you my resignation letter tomorrow.”

“I’m going to debut and chase after my husband.”

Fu Mingyu completely ignored what she said like a deaf person.

The warmth from her palm gradually transferred to him.

“Are you tired?”

After waiting so long just to hear such a question, Ruan Sixian even detected a hint of mockery, as if he were saying, “Aren’t you tired yet? Go to sleep and stop daydreaming.”

She had nothing more to say to him.

Though she was tired, her nerves had been tense all night, making her unusually excited. At this moment, she didn’t feel sleepy at all.

“I won’t be tired if you give me a raise. If you don’t, I’m going to faint right now.”

“Hmm.”

The car drove through the rain toward Mingchen Apartments.

The road drainage was very good, with no significant water accumulation along the way, but the rain showed no signs of stopping. The driver drove directly into the underground parking garage.

“My mom came to find me today, did you know?”

“Hmm,” Fu Mingyu pressed the elevator button.

“The captain has regained consciousness, did you know?”

“Hmm.”

“I’m holding a pig’s hand right now, did you know?”

Fu Mingyu glanced at her sideways and reached out to flick her head.

“So you don’t just know how to say ‘hmm’ after all.”

Ruan Sixian opened the door and blocked him outside. “I just saw someone saying I should get a bonus. Will you give me one?”

Fu Mingyu looked at her without speaking.

Ruan Sixian kicked him lightly. “Don’t go mute when money is mentioned. A bonus—will you give me one?”

Fu Mingyu suddenly grabbed her hand.

“I’ll give you one.”

He slowly pressed her hand against the left side of his chest.

“This is also yours.”

Various emotions intertwined densely, impossible to express in words, crashing violently into his heart.

“It’s all yours. Will you have me?”

It was the darkest moment before dawn. Outside the window, rain pattered against the glass. The motion-sensor lights in the hallway remained lit, shining on Fu Mingyu’s head. His eyelashes cast shadows but couldn’t hide the intense devotion in his eyes.

Ruan Sixian reached out to pinch his tie, swaying it left and right while looking down at her toes.

“Then I’ll accept it.”

Before she finished speaking, the person outside suddenly pushed his way in. The door closed with a “bang,” and Ruan Sixian felt dizzy as she was embraced, turned around, and pressed against the door. A passionate kiss suddenly descended.

Outside the window, the rain continued, and the wind blew fiercely. No lights were on inside, and everything happened silently in the darkness.

Feeling his hands stirring up a storm, Ruan Sixian suddenly had a moment of clarity.

“It’s early morning!”

Her clothes were already open, hanging messily on her shoulders.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Ruan Sixian: ???

Of course, it doesn’t matter to you, but my landlord is coming with someone to install a new washing machine for me soon!!!