They boarded Lu Jinghan’s private jet directly, which was as luxurious as a five-star hotel, equipped with everything one might need.
Han Xi sat down by the window, and after Lu Jinghan leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt, he sat down as well.
"Mr. Lu, would you like red wine or juice?"
The flight attendant, with a face as delicate as porcelain, smiled faintly, and her sweet voice was enough to make anyone go weak.
Lu Jinghan turned his body to look at Han Xi: "What would you like to drink?"
"I don’t want anything."
Han Xi turned her head to look out the window, her voice as flat as water, with a hint of unhappiness that would be hard to detect unless one listened closely.
Lu Jinghan lifted his head, not as gentle as when he was speaking to Han Xi, his cold voice devoid of any warmth: "No, thank you."
The flight attendant gave Lu Jinghan a slight smile, her watery eyes swiftly glancing over Han Xi without a trace.
Fu Bin sat behind Lu Jinghan with his legs crossed, a lazy look between his brows: "I say, Su Luo, can’t you see there’s a living, breathing person sitting here? Aren’t you going to ask if I want something to drink?"
Su Luo’s red lips curled flirtatiously: "Then may I ask if Young Master Fu would like red wine or juice?"
Su Luo picked up the red wine and poured a little into a goblet, then handed it to Fu Bin: "Your red wine."
Fu Bin took the wine and raised an eyebrow at Su Luo: "Hmm, today’s lip color looks great, even better than usual."
Knowing Lu Jinghan was flying back to An City today, Su Luo had dressed up specifically, but she hadn’t expected him to bring a woman along.
Su Luo gave Fu Bin a faint smile, but as she turned to leave, the plane encountered some turbulence, causing the fuselage to shake a bit, and Su Luo’s hands involuntarily grabbed onto Lu Jinghan’s arm.
Lu Jinghan frowned as he lifted his head, casting a warning glance at Su Luo with his eyes.
Su Luo awkwardly removed her hands from Lu Jinghan’s arm: "Sorry, Mr. Lu."
Out of the corner of her eye, Han Xi glanced at Lu Jinghan unnoticed, then leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes.
"Bring a blanket for my wife."
Lu Jinghan’s gaze fell on Han Xi, but his words were directed at Su Luo.
Su Luo’s face showed a flicker of embarrassment when she heard how Lu Jinghan referred to Han Xi, but she quickly returned to normal: "Okay, Mr. Lu."
Su Luo went to the back to fetch a blanket and handed it to Lu Jinghan, then left.
Lu Jinghan unfolded the blanket over Han Xi and raised his hand to rest her head on his shoulder: "This way is more comfortable."
"No need, it was fine just now." Han Xi stubbornly turned her head back towards the window side.
Of course, Lu Jinghan knew what his little wife was sulking about; he softly leaned toward the nook of Han Xi’s neck, using a voice only the two of them could hear: "Usually Fu Bin uses my plane often, that Su Luo was hired by him, saying she’s pleasing to look at, she has nothing to do with me."
Han Xi lifted her lashes to look at Lu Jinghan, ignoring him, then continued to close her eyes to sleep.
"If Mrs. Lu doesn’t like it, I’ll ask her to leave as soon as the plane lands."
Han Xi opened her eyes, her clear gaze holding unmistakable displeasure: "You can’t tell she’s interested in you? But I do admit she’s quite pleasant to the eyes."
Lu Jinghan’s lips curled into an incredibly sexy smile: "Mrs. Lu, this jealousy of yours... but I like it."
Han Xi rolled her eyes at Lu Jinghan and raised her hand to push him away: "Stay away from me."