On the airplane.
Ever since Qiu Zhixuan boarded first class, she has been feeling uneasy, her eyes reddened as she held back tears without speaking.
Such feelings of leaving one's parents, Feng Chengjin could naturally understand.
But her demeanor remained unchanged during the entire journey. As half an hour passed and her discomfort grew stronger, it seemed she was close to tears, wanting to return, and Feng Chengjin could no longer understand.
What does this mean? Is marrying him an injustice? Does she not want to return to Rong City?
Especially... considering their situation, this should be the second time the two of them traveled privately together on a plane. Apart from the earlier work-related trip, he had truly never enjoyed such moments of travel together with her alone.
Pausing for a moment, looking at the condition of Qiu Zhixuan like this, Feng Chengjin let out a helpless yet doting chuckle, feeling a hint of sour depression.
"Is it really so hard to leave?"
