The little brother always has many novel things. I wonder what he'll bring out this time to deal with that woman and avenge Auntie?
On the other side, An Ziqi returned to her seat, glanced at Xiao Moli who still had his eyes closed and was leaning against the seat. She touched her nose and sat quietly, keeping her distance from Xiao Moli, so she wouldn't be accused of throwing herself at him again.
After a while, the stewardess who had been speaking in the kitchen came over pushing a small cart.
She picked up the water from the cart and handed it to An Ziqi, "Miss An, your water."
"Thank you." An Ziqi reached out to take it, thanked her, and then said no more.
The stewardess, seeing her reaction, bent down again to Xiao Moli's side with a beaming smile, "Young Master Moli, do you need anything? If you'd like to rest, I can get a blanket for you to avoid catching a cold."
