?Phone reading Qin Feng walked into the cabin, carefully scanning around, only to find no Cui Yanhui, which gave him peace of mind. He then settled into first class beside Su Wu. Finally, the flight attendant approached. Su Wu gave him a heads-up first, saying, "You mustn't speak to her, mustn't make eye contact, mustn't go to the restroom, and absolutely mustn't do anything to help her!" Qin Feng looked as if he were sweating: "Rest assured, I'll prove with facts that my husband is a man who can stand the test of time!" The flight attendant folded her hands on her thighs and bowed gracefully, asking, "Mr. Qin Feng, from the People's Republic of China, is that you?" "Yes, what's going on? You know me?" Qin Feng was taken aback—being able to call out his name surely wasn't just from checking the passenger list. "Indeed it's you! My good friend Cui Yanhui has always spoken highly of you whenever we meet." The flight attendant bowed again and said, "Yanhui has been thinking of you all along. She also mentioned that beautiful love stories only exist in dreams. She'll always remember that first encounter we shared. On her behalf, I'd like to thank you!" "Next, after she's been served, she's all, 'I can't recognize you anymore,' and still manages to get thanks. I must say, your sturdy, strong-armed people truly are a land of etiquette—this truly impresses me. 'Well, I agree,' he said, just those few words. The flight attendant bowed for the third time, thanked him once again, and then turned to leave. Su Wu's jealousy grew stronger, squeezing the soft flesh of his waist: "What does 'you too' mean? What's that supposed to mean?" Qin Feng dared to explain: "That's a vague response—did you hear it? The flight attendant didn't intend to pursue me at all; she actually thanked me. How could I say something that would make her feel hurt?" "Hmph. Men! Always having their cake and eating their dessert—every good thing they have, they keep watching from afar." Su, the lady, murmured. "Well, then, men don't have a single good thing," he thought. 'Even you can't let go of them, can you? If every man were truly good, wouldn't things go to the heavens?" After a few hours of flight, the plane landed smoothly at the airport. In the waiting lounge, six beautiful women with distinct appearances and refined charm had already become the focal point of everyone's attention. Yet no one could quite figure out who they were there to greet—how fortunate could someone be to have six such exceptional women come to welcome them. Then came Shu Yajing, wearing a tailored motorcycle-style jacket that accentuated her forward-tilted posture and full, straight, perfectly curved legs, which looked even more refined under the sleek lines of the motorcycle pants. Zhou Muzi wore a cute, pastel-colored hooded coat and paired it with cartoon-style clogs, giving off a particularly endearing charm. Lastly came Chen Yue, who, though dressed simply and not as uniformly in high-end brands as the other five, stood out for her calm, understated grace—like a typical neighbor girl, naturally inviting and warm. The six of them, with their six pairs of bright eyes, were all focused on the exit. "Yue姐, you said Su Teacher and Feng Brother were on the same flight, right?" Lin Nümei asked. Before Chen Yue took over as the class counselor, this position had belonged to a teacher named Su, who had been her college roommate and a truly exceptional beauty. "Yes, Su Teacher was also on this flight." "Chen Yue specifically emphasized her intention to pick up the passengers at the airport: 'I'm here to pick up my close friends. There's absolutely no connection with Qin—don't even think about it!' Mei Hui, Fang Fang, and Shu Ya Jing all said in unison: 'We've already been thinking about it!' Chen Yue expressed her helplessness, quietly muttering: 'It's fine if people misunderstand me. But please—don't let the two of them end up on the same flight and have any interaction at all!' Soon after, passengers began to file out of the exit. The six of them stared wide-eyed, searching the crowd for Qin Feng's whereabouts. 'Qin, right here!' Lin Meiren, with her sharp eyes, spotted him first among the crowd. Qin Feng waved enthusiastically at them, his face glowing with excitement—he couldn't have asked for anything more than this warm reception from so many outstanding women. Su Wu, however, started to lose confidence. She had always been confident in her appearance and figure, believing she would surely have an edge in those areas. But upon a quick glance, she realized she was completely wrong—she was utterly mistaken." Those girls were all truly outstanding—exceptional in physique, appearance, and grace. While Su Wu was feeling rather frustrated, a familiar voice broke in, "Little Wu, this way! It's Chen Yue!" Her eyes lit up as she spotted her close friend Chen Yue among the group of beauties. Probably because like attracts like—beauties naturally gather around other beauties—and Su Wu didn't feel the need to pay much attention to their connections with the others. The two of them quickened their pace, naturally not drawing any suspicion from others about their relationship. "Ladies," Qin Feng released the luggage and opened his arms. Lin, the beautiful woman, was the first to embrace him, and the two began to kiss—though only briefly, since there were others waiting their turn. The way he gently kissed each of the five beautiful women left everyone in the departure lounge stunned. They could clearly see that he had performed a tongue-kiss with each girl—this surely wasn't just a casual relationship. Finally, he gave Chen Yue a warm smile and said, "Yueyue, did I make you wait long enough? I've already planned it—right after I return, I'll prioritize handling your crisis. By the way, how did you two meet? Oh, so your closest friend is actually Yueyue!"