The flight attendant, who'd been hit hard, forced a smile to match his, "You and your wife have a really good relationship."
She was too overwhelmed!
She hadn't been rejected, yet it felt like she had been turned down by a handsome guy and shown off.
Luckily, despite her setbacks in love, her rationality and professionalism were still intact. She quickly adjusted and smiled, "Sir, you want just a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and a glass of warm water, right?"
"Yes."
"I'll prepare that for you right away."
She bowed politely, backed out, and helped close the curtain.
Rong Yan overheard their conversation and curiously asked, "Are you at a restaurant or a hotel? Why do I hear someone talking to you like a waiter?"
"Outside."
Alright, that answer wasn't really an answer for her.
Rong Yan hugged her knees, feeling much warmer, and blinked her eyes as she softly asked, "By the way, I've been missing for over a day. Is Little Baby okay? Has he been looking for me?"
