Mia Foster took off her eye mask and turned her gaze toward the window beside her; she was now in domestic airspace, and it seemed the blue of the sky outside the cabin was particularly vibrant.
The corners of her lips lifted faintly; after years of studying abroad, she had gone straight to her family’s subsidiary to intern upon graduation, spending Spring Festival with the local Chinese staff.
A month ago, she received a call from home, asking her to return to work at the company’s headquarters, so she hastily wrapped up her work and rushed back.
This return home also involved another major personal matter: at twenty-six years of age, she had been arranged by her family to go on a blind date.
Thinking of the man from the stack of photos who caught her eye at first glance, Mia’s smile unconsciously widened.
She didn’t like cold, expressionless men who appeared abstentious in public but turned into lascivious beasts behind closed doors—a charade she had grown tired of reading in novels.
And those ostensibly gentle and refined men.
Bullshit!
All crows under the heavens are equally black; there’s simply no such thing as a ’gentle’ man in this world.
In the business world, she had dealt with all sorts of people; wasn’t each one living behind a mask of hypocrisy?
But the man she was interested in was different—seemingly a bit bad, not quite proper—but such a man, once subdued, would stay faithful for life and never betray her.
Checking the time on her wristwatch, there was less than an hour before the plane should land in T City. She had just dozed off for a bit and was still groggy, so she called the flight attendant and ordered a cup of coffee.
In less than two minutes, the flight attendant placed a cup of coffee in front of her. Mia Foster thanked her politely. Just as she picked up the coffee cup and was about to bring it to her lips, an unhappy voice from a woman in front came.
"How do you even serve customers? I’m in first class, you know! Can’t you get a simple cup of hot water right? It’s either scalding hot or almost like cold water! For such a big airline, can’t you afford a thermometer?"
The flight attendant apologized while she took the water away, passing by Mia Foster, who heard a discontented snort.
Mia Foster shook her head helplessly. Some people’s manners simply couldn’t compare to foreigners; relying on their wealth, they liked to throw their weight around—all that over a cup of hot water, why such demanding standards?
"...Okay, calm down, with your status, there’s no need to fuss over a flight attendant. Relax a little, the airport is filled with fans waiting to pick you up..."
A woman’s voice carried over, and Mia couldn’t help but let out a snicker; so it turned out to be a celebrity spoiled by crazy fans—no wonder she loved to put on airs.
When getting off the plane, Mia Foster crossed paths with the female celebrity. She had just stood up and was collecting her luggage when a fashionably dressed woman with dark sunglasses passed by, followed by three assistants, who surrounded her like stars around the moon while disembarking.
Mia Foster didn’t know what others thought, but she herself felt indifferent toward domestic stars who seemed to walk with their noses up in the air just because they’ve acted in a few dramas.
As the heiress of a wealthy family, she grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth, yet she always acted with discretion. Returning to the country for such an important occasion, she only had a driver sent from home and walked out of the airport by herself, dragging her luggage. Standing on the steps, she had just taken out her phone and before she could flip to a contact, her body swerved as someone bumped into her, nearly causing her to tumble down the stairs.
Standing in the corner of the steps, she watched the proud actress in front being escorted forward by a man, with a horde of fans following, holding up light boards and shouting "Elizabeth White, Elizabeth White." Mia Foster simply couldn’t comprehend it.