"Alright, no more joking around, fasten your seatbelt and get ready for take-off," Chen Wei put away his playful demeanor.
"Mhm," Leng Qianqian responded, knowing that all jokes must have their limits. Once is funny, twice is funny, but the third time...
There comes a time when it tires.
"Yo, what's gotten into you today, actually listening to him like that?" a familiar voice rang in her ears.
Chen Wei, however, remained unfazed.
As if he had anticipated this.
In contrast, Leng Qianqian's face was written with shock and surprise, her wide autumnal eyes staring as she questioned, "Lin, Lin Huayin, how, how come you're here?"
Hearing Leng Qianqian call her by her name, Lin Huayin's smile vanished, turning cold, she raised her hand and let it fall like a knife on top of Leng Qianqian's head.
She didn't use much force, but her tone was stern, "You should call me Third Senior Sister! Why are you so disrespectful?"