Landing On My Heart

Chapter Four

After getting off the plane, Ruan Sixian turned on the phone, and all kinds of WeChat and missed calls were about to overflow.

After getting on the bus bound for the hotel, Ruan Sixian got down and started replying to messages.

Jiang Ziyue moved faster than Ruan Sixian, and sent a message to a group of colleagues, saying that he had arrived in London, and asked if any of his colleagues were still in London.

This group is privately built by them, with flight attendants, commanders, co-pilots, and some accompanying maintenance crews and safety officers.

Someone asked Jiang Ziyue who was in the cabin crew this time, Jiang Ziyue said one by one, and then asked: What are you doing? Does it mean something?

Ruan Sixian glanced at the heated discussion in the group and knew that Jiang Ziyue was talking about her. It's just that before the brows can be frowned, two private chats begin.

One was Captain Yue, who was stationed at the London base this year, and invited her to dinner.

One was the young man who went to London yesterday and invited her to play together in the afternoon.

This is not the first time they have shown kindness to Ruan Sixian, and certainly not the only one.

For some reason, Ruan Sixian felt that she had a very good peach blossom luck this year, and the endless stream of suitors made her overwhelmed, especially after she took the cover of this year’s March issue of the World Bank magazine, she added her WeChat through seven turns and eight turns every week. There are several.

Ruan Sixian rejected the two men, saying that he had an appointment today.

When Ruan Sixian sent out the message, Jiang Ziyue teasingly glanced at her phone, "Captain Yue, you even refused him?"

"..."

Captain Yue's thoughts about Ruan Sixian are not well known to everyone, but anyone with a discerning eye can tell a bit.

But in the final analysis, it is still a private matter. I was taken out so brightly and talked about it, and it was still a cell phone that I watched without consent. No one was happy to change it.

"I made an appointment with a friend in London today."

Jiang Ziyue didn't believe what she said, or felt that this was just a prevarication. She curled her lips and looked down at her phone, "I'm quite curious about the reason why you haven't had a boyfriend. Is it too high-sighted?"

Ruan Sixian: "No... I just didn't think about it now."

Jiang Ziyue raised his eyebrows and flicked his head. "Looking at the whole World Bank, Captain Yue is so handsome. He is only twenty-nine years old. He has an annual salary of one million. The chief captain is in reserve. You still look down on it."

Ruan Sixian glanced sideways at her, and saw her expression in full view.

Is Jiang Ziyue interesting to Captain Yue?

Captain Yue is very good, but at the same time his nickname is also outside. In the airline environment, waves of beautiful flight attendants are like entering the harem. The speed of changing girlfriends is comparable to changing models. Pretending to be a person in the blink of an eye.

"There is no meaning to look down on." Ruan Sixian whispered, "It's not the type I like."

There was a soft snort next to him, with a taunt of seeing through everything.

How to explain this kind of thing? Ruan Sixian felt that she and Jiang Ziyue weren’t enough to talk, so they stopped talking, and continued to turn the WeChat to the bottom, only to find that Si Xiaozhen had sent her several messages to ask about the situation four hours ago. .

Ruan Sixian responded with six words: No delivery, no show.

Si Xiaozhen did not return because she was already on the flight to New York at this time.

After arriving at the hotel, Ruan Sixian and Jiang Ziyue lived in the same standard room.

Now at 10:30 in the morning London time, Jiang Ziyue is removing her makeup and preparing to go to bed. Ruan Sixian did not have the jet lag ability of her, and was afraid that she would fall asleep at this time, and she would become mentally disturbed on the return flight in the morning two days later, so she made an appointment with her friends during the day.

"By the way, Ruan Ruan, what happened on the plane today." Jiang Ziyue held the mask and closed his mouth. "I saw you sitting on Mr. Fu's lap."

Ruan Sixian who was changing clothes had a meal: "..."

Could Jiang Ziyue not say the word "thigh" so accurately.

"What kind of thigh, it's just not standing firm when bumping."

Jiang Ziyue smiled, because the mask paper was thick enough to hide his expression.

The end of summer and the beginning of autumn border, and the wind is scented with flowers and cold.

It rains a lot in London, Ruan Sixian wears a white shirt and jeans, as pure as a white flower swaying in the wind.

—— Ruan Sixian felt that she was really swaying. After flying for more than ten hours, she had to stay up for sleep, and she was about to lose her feet.

"Ruan Ruan, have you arrived in London?"

Bian Xuan was very quiet there, but she also kept her voice low, "Baby, I just got off the plane and can't wait to call you. Today you must go to a place with me. There is a surprise!"

Before Ruan Sixian could answer, the other party hung up.

It can be seen that I really can't wait.

But Ruan Sixian likes Bian Xuan very much.

I like her warm, generous and fun, and like to eat and drink with her.

"Okay, but where shall we meet?"

A few minutes later, Bian Xuan returned the message.

"I'm sorry I was so excited just now, I forgot to tell you where are you?"

Ruan Sixian sent her position.

"Then we are very close. Come to the w.t airport and wait for me. I will be out in about forty minutes."

w.t airport, a private airport located in London.

Ruan Sixian had alternately landed at this airport, so she was no stranger and walked directly over.

As for why he went to the private airport to wait for Bian Xuan, Ruan Sixian was not surprised, because Bian Xuan was a private flight, that is, a private jet flight attendant.

This private airport belongs to her boss.

In fact, there is not much difference between a private airport and an ordinary airport, at least from the appearance.

In the bright and clean building, you can directly watch the planes taking off and landing on the runway. The floor underneath is so bright and reflective. Ruan Sixian bought a cup of coffee and stood in the lobby on the arrival floor, watching people coming out of the exit.

There is not much traffic today, the walking pedestrians are in a hurry, and those waiting outside are anxious and impatient. It seems that only Ruan Sixian is strolling in the courtyard, drinking a sip of coffee from time to time, as if coming for fun.

Bian Xuan did not come out for a long time, Ruan Sixian sent her a message again.

"I've already arrived."

"Hmm! I'm on the way! My boss met the person in charge of the airport and chatted for a while, and I'm almost at the exit now."

"Why are you still with your boss when you get off the plane?"

"That's the surprise I want to tell you! The boss has a private yacht banquet at night on the Thames. He invited me and agreed with me to bring friends!"

Ruan Sixian almost choked on a sip of coffee.

"So you are taking me?"

"Yeah! Will you stay with me? I'm so boring by myself!"

Ruan Sixian did not reply to the news for a while, and Bian Xuan posted several more.

"The boss is super nice! He is a very fun and hospitable old man!"

"Let's go together! Let's go!"

"Yachts on the Thames! Maybe this time in this life!"

Ruan Sixian couldn't stand Bian Xuan's text message bombardment and agreed.

Six months ago, Bian Xuan also asked her if she wanted to resign and come to the UK. She knew that a friend of his boss had a partner in China for the past few years and wanted to hire private Chinese flights. Ruan Sixian is smart, has a science and engineering degree, is fluent in English, learns quickly, and is beautiful. He is the best choice for private flight. Moreover, the treatment of private flight is not comparable to that of ordinary flight attendants. The boss who owns a private jet does not care about the salary. Sometimes the boss takes the guests and the private flight service is in place, and the tip received may be the half-year salary of ordinary people. , And can fly around the world with the boss all the year round, this kind of work is enviable.

But Ruan Sixian refused. One stayed in Jiangcheng and the other went to London. The two hadn't seen each other for almost a year, and Ruan Sixian wanted to spend a day with Bian Xuan more than hesitating about a strange party.

While looking up, Ruan Sixian saw Bian Xuan coming out from another exit.

Because she was flying privately, she walked directly into the ordinary passage. She was wearing a big red uniform and dragging the flight box, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

Bian Xuan waved to Ruan Sixian from a distance.

The airport was shining brightly, and Ruan Sixian strode towards her and walked towards her with a smile.

After not seeing each other for so long, the other party seems to have changed a lot, a little thinner, but also more beautiful.

Ruan Sixian's eyes were filled with joy of reunion after a long absence.

However, just ten meters away from Bian Xuan, Ruan Sixian saw two people coming out from the exit.

The headed one was so outstanding that he immediately caught Ruan Sixian's sight.

Before Ruan Sixian had time to change his expression, he met Fu Mingyu's gaze.

And she still kept smiling, and her footsteps were windy.

"..."

At that moment, Ruan Sixian's first reaction was: How could he show up at this airport?

The second reaction is: Damn, he wouldn't think I was following him on purpose?

Ruan Sixian's smile gradually stiffened at the corner of her mouth.

——How could she appear here?

——She is really deliberate.

Ruan Sixian was almost certain that Fu Mingyu thought this way, because the moment he saw Ruan Sixian, he paused, then turned around and walked towards another exit.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

What am I...

"Ruan Ruan!"

Bian Xuan rushed over to be a bear hug, abruptly interrupting Ruan Sixian's brain tonic, "I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

"Ruan Ruan?"

Bian Xuan shook Ruan Sixian's shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

Ruan Sixian took a deep breath.

She discovered that after meeting Fu Mingyu, she always took a deep breath.

Maybe one day he will die under his suit trousers because of lack of blood.

"It's okay, so happy, kind of silly."

Ruan Sixian threw the coffee cup into the trash can with a loud "boom".

Bian Xuan looked up and down Ruan Sixian, "But...how do I feel that you are not happy?"

"So I need to be happy now, and even want to drink." Ruan Sixian hooked Bian Xuan's shoulder, "Let's go."

It was noon, Ruan Sixian went home with Bian Xuan to put down her things, changed her clothes, went to lunch again, and spent the whole afternoon free to dress up.

Bian Xuan felt that Ruan Sixian was dressed too plainly, and took her to go shopping to buy clothes. Ruan Sixian was in a bad mood and really needed shopping to ease it. Fortunately, the income of flight attendants on international core flights such as Ruan Sixian is not low enough to afford her occasional impudence.

In the evening, pedestrians and tourists flock to the Thames River, and the high and low noises are washed by the river breeze, and it seems to have become sweet. On the contrary, the river surface is quiet and calm. Amidst the floating light and gold, the yacht is leisurely like a swan, and only the people in it can feel its luxury and luxury.

Ruan Sixian wore a burgundy dress, long curly hair and a shawl, beside him, Bian Xuan was dressed like snow.

The two of them were full of radiance, and they were still the focus of their eyes walking in the fragrant temples of the yacht.

Bian Xuan held the wine, held Ruan Sixian, leaned against the fence and pointed to an old silver-haired man on the splint and said, "That is my boss, Alvin. He said that today, in order to welcome an important guest, a party was specially held. Look at this person. There are so many handsome guys."

Ruan Sixian turned her head and responded to a blond man's favor, and said in a low voice, "What's the use of being handsome? This is Britain. Most people don't like women."

Bian Xuan covered her mouth and smiled, while Ruan Sixian raised her jaw to look at the cruise ship.

Alvin is the kind of local rich man who is capable of building a private airport. He set up a high-end wine party, dressed in natural clothes, and bands in tuxedos played symphonies on the splints. Wherever they settled, there was wine and delicacies. The importance of this guest.

Ruan Sixian leaned on the railing and blew the wind, and said, "What kind of guest, does your boss take so seriously?"

"In fact, it is mainly because my boss likes to be lively, so he likes to hold such gatherings. Of course, the guests are also very important." Bian Xuan looked through the crowd, looking for the guest, but she didn't find it. "wt airport is going to be acquired. Hang, ah, yes, it’s the Shihang you work for. Shihang is about to acquire wt Airport. The son of Shihang’s boss came to investigate...what happened to you?"

The cup in Ruan Sixian's hand almost fell into the river.

"You said... the guest is the son of the boss of the World Bank?"

Bian Xuan nodded: "Yes."

No wonder he will appear at w.t airport today.

Ruan Sixian's mood is hard to describe, she even wants to leave the yacht now. The yacht is driving to the very center, so she can jump into the river.

While talking, Bian Xuan waved to the crowd, "Hey! My boss called me over!"

Ruan Sixian immediately looked over. Under the bright lights, the man in formal wear walking out beside Alvin was holding a glass of wine, his fingers were well-proportioned and slender. More symmetrical and slender than the ten fingers are his legs, standing far away, in a well-fitted suit, the temperament of respecting the tall buildings is heavier than every guest present.

That's not who Fu Mingyu could be.

Fu Mingyu also looked over as if he felt something.

When she met her gaze, Ruan Sixian almost subconsciously wanted to turn around and avoid it, but her feet did not move.

Among the crowd, Fu Mingyu tilted his head and handed the cup to the secretary beside him.

Seeing that he was leaving, the secretary asked, "Mr. Fu, are you going to rest?"

Fu Mingyu shook his head and drove towards the fence.

He came, he came, and he came again confidently.

Ruan Sixian grasped the cup of the cup tightly and buckled the shoulder bag chain with his other hand.

Huh?

Ruan Sixian suddenly thought that when she went out today, she brought the letter written by Si Xiaozhen with her.

She eagerly hoped that Fu Mingyu could take a look at the content.

Whether she will change her mind is not important anymore, as long as she can't be misunderstood.

Before Fu Mingyu walked over, Ruan Sixian immediately flipped through the bag and took out the letter.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Mingyu stood still in front of Ruan Sixian, his expression was not as indifferent as before, maybe because of the drink, there was a little flirty in the brows.

He hung his head, his eyes curved in a nice arc.

"It's really... a coincidence."

Ruan Sixian: "..."

You say it is a coincidence.

It's a coincidence indeed.

Ruan Sixian curled her lips, "Don't think about it, I was invited by a friend to come here."

Fu Mingyu obviously didn't believe it.

On such occasions, it is impossible to invite Ruan Sixian.

Unless she is the daughter of an invisible rich man.

"But these are not important." Ruan Sixian handed out the letter in her hand. "You didn't read this letter before. Please take a look at it so that you don't get me wrong."

Fu Mingyu just looked at her, with a shallow arc of his mouth.

He was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Seeing that Fu Mingyu had no intention to accept, Ruan Sixian planned to open the letter and let him see clearly.

But with the wine in his right hand, there is no waiter beside him for the time being, and it is impossible for people like Fu Mingyu to condescend to give her a wine glass.

So Ruan Sixian opened the letter with only one hand.

Taking out the letter paper inside, Ruan Sixian slipped her hand when she was about to throw away the envelope, and then watched the letter paper fall precariously into the river because of the wind.

The lingering music stopped abruptly at this moment, and there was only the sound of river flowing in my ears, adding to the embarrassment of stagnation in the air.

The lack of energy and blood is no longer enough to describe Ruan Sixian's current mood.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw the expression of "I see what the **** do you explain" on Fu Mingyu's face for the second time.

It's useless to say anything now, and she can't jump into the river to pick up the letter.

"I……"

Fu Mingyu suddenly took a step closer and interrupted Ruan Sixian.

Ruan Sixian wanted to retreat subconsciously, but behind her was a fence, against her waist, with nowhere to go.

The river breeze blew by, and the water surface was rippling colorfully, Ruan Sixian's hair was blown, frequently brushing in front of her eyes.

"Fine."

Fu Mingyu said this.

Ruan Sixian breathed a sigh of relief when Fu Mingyu meant to stop worrying.

The next second, Fu Mingyu put a card in Ruan Sixian's hand.

Ruan Sixian looked down at the card in her hand.

A room card.

When I was thinking about what he meant, I heard him say: "Give you a chance."

Ruan Sixian: "..."

You are **** sick! ! !