The first time Chu Hao saw such a beautiful flight attendant, his eyes lit up. Unlike other girls, this was his first encounter with a flight attendant. She was beautiful, her looks in no way inferior to Luo Yan's. He felt a unique sensation as he said, "Get me a glass of water, please."
"Sure." The flight attendant poured Chu Hao a glass of water.
At this moment, Chu Hao noticed that the flight attendant's complexion wasn't too good, with a faint darkness between her eyebrows—a harbinger of disaster. Although it wouldn't be fatal, it could still lead to financial loss or, at worst, significant injuries.
Chu Hao asked, "Miss, your brow looks dark. Want me to read your fortune?"
Qiu Qianxue was taken aback and sized Chu Hao up. She was beautiful and had been approached by many, so she was already used to it. But Chu Hao's way of hitting on her had the feel of a street swindler.
