"I know," Xiao Yifeng nodded.
"Could it be that you simply agreed , completely indifferent?"
Shen Yunshan frowned tightly as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"I told Yuting that as long as she’s unwilling, I could find a way to deal with this matter for her," Xiao Yifeng spoke.
"Yuting is doing this entirely for the Shen Family. She doesn’t want the Shen Family to suffer from the Yaan Family’s retaliation, so she has decided to sacrifice herself to preserve the Shen Family," Xiao Yifeng continued.
"I know you crippled Yaan Wuheng’s limbs for Yuting in the past. Once Yuting marries into the Yaan Family, we are all very clear about what the consequences will be. Now, only you can help her. This is what I found in Yuting’s room. Take a look," Shen Yunshan said as he took out an album and handed it to Xiao Yifeng.
Taking the album from Shen Yunshan, Xiao Yifeng saw that it was filled with portraits, and the subject of these portraits was none other than himself.
Clearly, all these portraits were drawn by Shen Yuting, dozens of them spread throughout the album.
On the last page of the album, beneath Xiao Yifeng’s portrait, there was a note: Thank you for appearing in my life, giving me an unforgettable memory; it’s a pity that fate plays tricks on us... destiny is destined to be so...
These words were full of endless sorrow and melancholy, also revealing Shen Yuting’s inner thoughts.
Seeing this, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes sparkled with light, and his heart surged with an inexplicable emotion.
"Although it’s our first meeting, I can feel that Yuting already has you in her heart. I know you have a fiancée, but for Yuting’s future happiness, I hope you can help her," Shen Yunshan said solemnly as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"Thank you for telling me all this. I understand," Xiao Yifeng nodded.
"You are a good person," Shen Yunshan said and then turned to leave the place.
Clenching the album tightly in his hands, Xiao Yifeng pondered for a moment before taking out his cell phone to dial a number.
"Hello, Qijie, where are you? I need you right now; get back to me quickly," Xiao Yifeng said before hanging up the phone and then headed to the base where Kuang Shi and the others were, arranging some matters once again.
After that, Xiao Yifeng notified Ye Yaxin and Hong Mei, among others, that he was going to Yanjing.
As for the reason, Xiao Yifeng naturally did not say, but his purpose was of course for Shen Yuting. After seeing the album and the words written by Shen Yuting, Xiao Yifeng resolved to save Shen Yuting, this gentle and kind-hearted girl.
Otherwise, once she marries Yaan Wuheng, she would undoubtedly be jumping into a fire pit; after all, Yaan Wuheng harbors hatred towards the Shen Family and Shen Yuting alike. How could he possibly be kind to Shen Yuting because of this?
At one o’clock in the afternoon, Xiao Yifeng, accompanied by Qijie and Blood Rakshasa, boarded a plane to Yanjing.
Now, Blood Rakshasa’s strength had fully recovered, and due to the recent battle, his strength had even broken through to the Late Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, indeed becoming a powerful aid to Xiao Yifeng.
Since Blood Rakshasa was under Xiao Yifeng’s Spirit Control, he was not worried about the possibility of betrayal.
Sitting on the plane to Yanjing, Xiao Yifeng gazed out at the azure blue sky through the window, his mood turning inexplicably complex, and his face carrying a touch of melancholy.
Yanjing, this place that felt both foreign and familiar!
In Yanjing, Xiao Yifeng had tasted moments of joy and also experienced days of pain and humiliation. The change in his fate had also started from Yanjing.
After more than a decade, he once again set foot on the journey to Yanjing, naturally feeling incredibly complex.
"Sir, may I ask what you would like to drink?"
As Xiao Yifeng was lost in thought, looking out the window, a voice as clear as a bell rang in his ear, immediately awakening him.
When Xiao Yifeng’s gaze shifted from the window and he turned to look at the flight attendant, both of them displayed a trace of astonishment in their eyes.
This flight attendant was the same one Xiao Yifeng had made the bet about with Qian Doduo during his trip to Jiang Province on the plane, a 36D flight attendant. He hadn’t expected to see her again.
"Beauty, we must be fated!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at this beautiful flight attendant and gently smiled.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?"
The flight attendant’s surprise at seeing Xiao Yifeng quickly disappeared as she continued to speak.
Xiao Yifeng spoke indifferently, and soon the flight attendant brought a cup of Coke over to him.
After thanking her, Xiao Yifeng said, "Beauty, having met twice on the plane, we must be destined. Can you tell me your name?"
The beautiful flight attendant answered and left the area.
Hearing this name, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes flickered, and he suddenly focused on Zhang Xinlan, scanning her with his perspective vision.
Xiao Yifeng murmured to himself, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Suddenly, a sharp scream from a woman erupted, drawing the attention of everyone in the plane’s cabin. They all looked over.
In front of a seat, a man dressed in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was glaring at a flight attendant in front of him with a furious expression. This attendant was none other than Zhang Xinlan.
At this moment, the man’s crotch was wet, with a drink spilled over it.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, sir, I..."
Zhang Xinlan was anxiously apologizing to the man.
"What do you mean, you? How do you work as a flight attendant if you can’t even hold a cup steadily? And now you’ve spilled it all over me. Did you do it on purpose?"
The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was angry as he glared at Zhang Xinlan.
"This... it wasn’t my fault, it was..."
Zhang Xinlan’s face carried a hint of aggrieved emotion as she spoke.
"Not your fault? Then is it my fault? You’re trying to shirk responsibility, aren’t you? Call your captain over; I want to make a complaint!"
The man pointed at Zhang Xinlan and said coldly.
For a moment, the beautiful flight attendant was so scolded that her face turned red, not knowing what to say.
"Sir, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, please don’t complain, I can clean it up for you!"
Zhang Xinlan looked at the man and said with her head bowed.
Underneath his gold-rimmed glasses, the man’s eyes shone with a malevolent light as he spoke, "Then lick it clean for me, will you?"
Zhang Xinlan’s face changed color.
"Didn’t hear me clearly, did you? If you want to help me clean it up, then go ahead and lick it clean. If you’re afraid of being seen, we can go to the restroom for that."
The man said with a sneer.
In an instant, Zhang Xinlan’s face turned red with anger, and her eyes filled with indignation. She dared not talk back, and the passengers around were all looking at the man with expressions of disgust.