Shanghai Pudong Airport.
Inside the luxurious first-class cabin.
Emma finished her call with Qiao Xiguan and quietly returned to Gu Zichen's side.
Gu Zichen kept his eyes closed, expressionless.
Actually, when she was on the call, Gu Zichen should have known it was Qiao Xiguan calling her, yet now he remained unmoved, making it hard for her to understand this man.
She bit her lip.
Today's flight is delayed, due to bad weather in France.
The passengers on the plane were becoming restless, and the flight attendants seemed busy, having to calm the passengers' moods.
Emma used to be a quick-tempered person and would often kick up a fuss over the slightest dissatisfaction, but today, having been stuck at the airport for two hours, she remained very quiet, silently sitting beside Gu Zichen, hesitant to speak.
Emma suddenly sighed, which seemed a bit abrupt between the two of them.
