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Ji Jingshen flew an international long-haul flight today, and it was seven or eight hours later when he landed.

Upon landing in a foreign land, the crew members were all incredibly excited, clamoring for a get-together.

Ji Jingshen had just turned on his phone and was staring blankly at the clean chat interface when his co-pilot, Lao Liu, came over and nudged him on the shoulder: "Jingshen, let's go together!"

Before Ji Jingshen could refuse, Lao Liu added, "You never come to any of our gatherings. If you refuse again this time, you're disrespecting me, Lao Liu."

Ji Jingshen put away his phone, his eyes darting around, a thought suddenly rising in his mind, and said, "Okay."

Old Liu immediately turned around and shared the good news with his other colleagues: "Captain Ji is having a get-together with us today."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted, and some people shouted, "Old Liu is mighty!"

The gathering was held at a local Chinese restaurant, where a long table was filled with people on both sides, and Ji Jingshen was seated at the head of the table.

Old Liu, who loves excitement and keeping records, called everyone to take a group photo.

"Old Liu, send me a copy," Ji Jingshen said in a low voice.

"Wow, things are different on the other side of the world. Not only did they offer to have dinner with us, but they also asked for photos."

Old Liu often partnered with Ji Jingshen and knew that he was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, not as unapproachable as he seemed. His tone was more familiar as well: "Something going on?"

Ji Jingshen just smiled and didn't respond: "Stop talking nonsense, send it to me."

One minute later, the photo appeared in Ji Jingshen's WeChat Moments.

Song Qianyi waited all day but didn't receive any news from Ji Jingshen. Lying in bed, she idly refreshed her social media feed when she suddenly saw that Ji Jingshen had posted a new update.

It's a group photo, with men and women, who are probably colleagues who flew together.

Ji Jingshen smiled, his black t-shirt covering his broad chest, giving him a youthful look. He sat firmly in the center, yet he didn't look out of place at all.

If that were all, Song Qianyi's reaction wouldn't have been so strong.

Unfortunately, the person sitting to Ji Jingshen's left was none other than Lin Shan.

It's Lin Shan again!

Song Qianyi turned off her phone, closed her eyes, lay on the bed, and became angrier the more she thought about it. She then punched the air a few times.

Ji Jingshen refreshed his phone several times, but no new notifications appeared on the screen. When he put his phone away, the corners of his lips were pursed into a thin line.

Looking at the dinner party again, he found it all rather dull. He patted Lao Liu on the shoulder, greeted everyone else, and then left with his coat.

Lin Shan quickly chased after her.

She wasn't originally supposed to sit next to Ji Jingshen; it took her a lot of effort to get to his seat. Before she could even say a word, he was leaving. How could she accept that?

"Captain Ji."

Ji Jingshen stopped and saw that it was Lin Shan. His brows furrowed even more as he glanced into the restaurant.

They were a group of gossipy people, all craning their necks to see what was going on.

“You were waiting for news from Miss Song, weren’t you? If she really cared about you, how could she not have heard anything? Miss Song has no feelings for you. Captain, you can choose someone who likes you more and cares about you more.” Lin Shan practically recited her ID number to Ji Jingshen.

Whose news I'm waiting for is none of your business.

"The relationship between my wife and me is none of your business."

"Choosing a partner is my own business and has nothing to do with Ms. Lin."

Ji Jingshen was already in a bad mood, and now that Lin Shan had walked right into his life, he didn't mince words: "This is our last collaboration. From now on, there will be my flights, but no more Ms. Lin."

"If Ms. Lin values ​​this job, she shouldn't keep bothering me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Lin Shan stomped her foot angrily, wanting to chase after him, but thinking of Ji Jingshen's departing gaze and words, she ultimately lacked the courage to do so.

She couldn't bear to give up this respectable job.

Ji Jingshen checked the flights for that day and immediately turned back.

By the time I stood at my own doorstep, it was already late at night.

Looking at his tightly closed door, he realized what he had done.

He just wanted to go home and rest; he wasn't used to sleeping in a bed outside.

He thought to himself before pushing open the door.

It's funny to think about it now; I used to see this place as a cage, but now I'm actually willing to come back.

But when he thought of the pretty face inside the door, he felt it was worth it.

My finger landed on the sensor area, the fingerprint unlocked, and with a "beep", the door opened.

He was greeted only by complete darkness.

Ji Jingshen paused for a moment, fumbled to turn on the light, and looked at the empty house, feeling an emptiness in his heart as well.

Perhaps Song Qianyi is still angry.

He walked towards the master bedroom, knocked on the door, but no one answered. He pushed the door open and found the bed spotless and clean, without a single hair in sight.

Song Qianyi is not at home.

Ji Jingshen returned to the sofa and sat down, his gaze blank and empty.

Did he rush back just to sit in the living room in a daze?

"Ah."

A soft laugh echoed in the quiet and empty living room.

"Young lady, your phone is ringing."

The tavern owner shook Song Qianyi awake and handed her her phone.

Holding the wine bottle, Song Qianyi groggily woke up, her eyes still blurry. Upon recognizing the tavern owner, she immediately grabbed her hand and began to chatter incessantly, "Sister, tell me, aren't all men the same?"

“Yes, no man is any good.” The tavern owner felt a headache coming on and responded in agreement with Song Qianyi’s words.

Undeterred, she handed over the phone: "That bad man called."

"I'm not answering!" Song Qianyi hiccuped, slumped onto the table, and tilted her head, saying, "Actually, not all men are good men. He was pretty good. He tolerated all the mistakes I made before. I thought things would be alright between us, but..."

Halfway through her sentence, Song Qianyi took a big gulp of wine and sobbed, "But he actually found another woman."

The tavern owner's expression changed: "Girl, listen to my advice. Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere. Once you're unfaithful, you're doomed."

"But he has already rejected that woman, and she keeps pursuing him."

The proprietress's expression changed several times: "However, if a conflict arises between two people, it's essential to clarify things."

"You think so too, don't you?" Song Qianyi suddenly perked up, straightened up, widened her eyes, grabbed the landlady's hand, and looked at her with a pleading expression.

"Yes," the proprietress said. "Then young lady, you should go back and explain things to him. Do you remember the way home?"

Song Qianyi nodded, swayed as she got up, and walked out of the tavern.

Seeing her condition, the proprietress was really worried and went over to help her, saying, "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Although Song Qianyi was drunk, she was still conscious and gave the address, then leaned on the landlady's shoulder and mumbled to herself.

The proprietress helped her into the taxi, both amused and exasperated: "If you weren't so pretty and so heartbroken, I wouldn't have taken you home."

After stumbling and falling all the way home, Song Qianyi tried several times but couldn't unlock the door.

Just as she was wondering what was going on, the door behind her opened.

The proprietress turned around and gasped.

What a handsome face.

"Honey, you're back." Song Qianyi immediately went over and clung to Ji Jingshen like an octopus.