Ji Fanyin often went overseas in her previous life. It was usually her assistant who helped her pack her luggage, but she did learn a thing or two from watching her. It didn’t take her long to fill up her suitcase with a week’s worth of luggage and a small pouch of necessities.
On top of the usual emergency medicine, she didn’t forget to pack her pepper spray and self-protection tools.
The following morning, Ji Fanyin took a cab to the tourist agency to collect her visa. When she arrived at the airport, she thought that she would have to find her way around with her boarding pass, but to her surprise, Bai Zhou called her and told her to head to Gate 13.
She thought that there would be an assistant or butler there to guide her around, but after waiting there for several minutes and rejecting two kind-hearted people who offered to guide her, she found herself faced with an armored ‘low-profile individual’.
When he first walked over, she thought that it was another person who had come to offer his help and was going to turn him down, but she quickly noticed that his eyes looked a little familiar.
His face was covered with a black baseball cap and a black mask. There was a black duffel bag slung over his shoulder. With his tall and proportionate stature, he looked like a celebrity who was sneaking off somewhere.
Who else could it be other than Bai Zhou?
Ji Fanyin calmly propped up her sunglasses and said, “I can get there myself.”
Bai Zhou pretended like he couldn’t hear her words. He gestured with his chin and said, “Follow me.”
He started walking off, and the direction he was heading to didn’t seem to be where the self check-in machines were.
Ji Fanyin followed him with her suitcase in hand, making sure to keep a distance of several meters between them so as to give off the impression that they were two strangers who happened to be heading in the same direction.
As they walked on and on, Bai Zhou suddenly stopped and turned around to look at her.
The distance between them was enough to stuff an average bus in.
Even from several meters away, Ji Fanyin could clearly hear Bai Zhou’s annoyed tongue click.
However, he didn’t say a single word. He maneuvered his way through the busy crowd in the airport and finally arrived at a remote entrance.
Ji Fanyin glanced at the signpost beside the entrance. It was the VIP gate that was reserved for a privileged few.
While Bai Zhou was walking through the gate, he gestured toward Ji Fanyin with his chin and told the air stewardess, “She’s with me.”
Ji Fanyin was starting to doubt her own memory, so she spent two seconds recalling the conversation she had two days back.
She was certain that Bai Zhou had told her that this trip was to be kept confidential, and no one should find out about it.
Given how ‘secretive’ he’s being, I’m sure it wouldn’t be long before the whole world finds out about it. I guess I should be relieved that there are no paparazzi keeping a constant eye on young master Bai’s movements.
As Ji Fanyin walked through the VIP gate, she noticed that the air stewardess was staring intently at her, so she turned her head over quizzically. The air stewardess realized that she had been staring too hard, so she smiled in embarrassment and explained, “I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable. I’m just a little surprised since this is the first time that Mr. Bai is bringing someone onto his private jet.”
Private jet.
Ji Fanyin knew that the Bai Family and Bai Zhou were extremely wealthy—it was clear from the branded motorcycles he rode and the exorbitant penthouse he lived in. However, she was only starting to get a grasp on just how rich they were.
Well, it’s normal for the ultra wealthy to have a private jet or two, right?
This wasn’t the first time Ji Fanyin was riding on a private jet, so she didn’t make a fuss about it. Once she settled into her seat, she whipped out her phone and began scrolling through Weibo to pass time.
I can slack off a little since it isn’t working hours yet.
Ji Fanyin often went overseas in her previous life. It was usually her assistant who helped her pack her luggage, but she did learn a thing or two from watching her. It didn’t take her long to fill up her suitcase with a week’s worth of luggage and a small pouch of necessities.
On top of the usual emergency medicine, she didn’t forget to pack her pepper spray and self-protection tools.
The following morning, Ji Fanyin took a cab to the tourist agency to collect her visa. When she arrived at the airport, she thought that she would have to find her way around with her boarding pass, but to her surprise, Bai Zhou called her and told her to head to Gate 13.
She thought that there would be an assistant or butler there to guide her around, but after waiting there for several minutes and rejecting two kind-hearted people who offered to guide her, she found herself faced with an armored ‘low-profile individual’.
When he first walked over, she thought that it was another person who had come to offer his help and was going to turn him down, but she quickly noticed that his eyes looked a little familiar.
His face was covered with a black baseball cap and a black mask. There was a black duffel bag slung over his shoulder. With his tall and proportionate stature, he looked like a celebrity who was sneaking off somewhere.
Who else could it be other than Bai Zhou?
Ji Fanyin calmly propped up her sunglasses and said, “I can get there myself.”
Bai Zhou pretended like he couldn’t hear her words. He gestured with his chin and said, “Follow me.”
He started walking off, and the direction he was heading to didn’t seem to be where the self check-in machines were.
Ji Fanyin followed him with her suitcase in hand, making sure to keep a distance of several meters between them so as to give off the impression that they were two strangers who happened to be heading in the same direction.
As they walked on and on, Bai Zhou suddenly stopped and turned around to look at her.
The distance between them was enough to stuff an average bus in.
Even from several meters away, Ji Fanyin could clearly hear Bai Zhou’s annoyed tongue click.
However, he didn’t say a single word. He maneuvered his way through the busy crowd in the airport and finally arrived at a remote entrance.
Ji Fanyin glanced at the signpost beside the entrance. It was the VIP gate that was reserved for a privileged few.
While Bai Zhou was walking through the gate, he gestured toward Ji Fanyin with his chin and told the air stewardess, “She’s with me.”
Ji Fanyin was starting to doubt her own memory, so she spent two seconds recalling the conversation she had two days back.
She was certain that Bai Zhou had told her that this trip was to be kept confidential, and no one should find out about it.
Given how ‘secretive’ he’s being, I’m sure it wouldn’t be long before the whole world finds out about it. I guess I should be relieved that there are no paparazzi keeping a constant eye on young master Bai’s movements.
As Ji Fanyin walked through the VIP gate, she noticed that the air stewardess was staring intently at her, so she turned her head over quizzically. The air stewardess realized that she had been staring too hard, so she smiled in embarrassment and explained, “I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable. I’m just a little surprised since this is the first time that Mr. Bai is bringing someone onto his private jet.”
Private jet.
Ji Fanyin knew that the Bai Family and Bai Zhou were extremely wealthy—it was clear from the branded motorcycles he rode and the exorbitant penthouse he lived in. However, she was only starting to get a grasp on just how rich they were.
Well, it’s normal for the ultra wealthy to have a private jet or two, right?
This wasn’t the first time Ji Fanyin was riding on a private jet, so she didn’t make a fuss about it. Once she settled into her seat, she whipped out her phone and began scrolling through Weibo to pass time.
I can slack off a little since it isn’t working hours yet.
