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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7 — Mo Tingyan Really Is Insane

They still got seen!

Wen Zhi kept a composed expression as she walked forward and said calmly,

"I couldn't get a taxi at the entrance of my neighborhood. Captain Mo happened to pass by and gave me a ride."

Her voice wasn't loud, yet Mo Tingyan, who was walking behind them, heard every word.

But Yan Duo was always nosy; an answer like that could never satisfy her.

She leaned closer to Wen Zhi with a suspicious smile.

"Coincidence? But Captain Mo just arrived at this base yesterday. He only spoke with each of us once. And he could recognize you on the roadside? Don't tell me beautiful women are just that unforgettable?"

This time, Wen Zhi had nothing to say.

She turned her head, her gaze distant as she looked at Yan Duo—

And at some point, Mo Tingyan had already walked up to them.

He looked at Yan Duo, lips curved in an unruly, lazy arc, his tone teasing:

"You're right. I've always had an excellent memory for beautiful women. Your name is Yan Duo, isn't it?"

Yan Duo's face turned bright red.

In all of Jiang Airlines, her looks were only average at best.

She never expected Captain Mo, after meeting her only once, to call her by name so accurately.

"Captain Mo… you're amazing."

Mo Tingyan smiled at her compliment.

Wen Zhi shot him a meaningful glance.

Amazing?

Yes—he was amazing.

Men who were born flirty had a natural talent for charming women.

On the way inside, Mo Tingyan and Yan Duo chatted the whole time, while Yan Duo had completely forgotten the gossip she started with.

As usual, Wen Zhi remained silent and didn't join their conversation.

Inside the Jiang Airlines office building, Yan Duo and Mo Tingyan shared the same flight assignment.

They went into one meeting room, while Wen Zhi entered another.

The moment Wen Zhi pushed open the meeting room door, the six women who had been chatting heatedly fell instantly silent.

She didn't even need to guess what they'd been talking about.

The company was currently selecting a spokesperson for the upcoming promotional photoshoot—

Things were quite heated.

From what she'd heard, she had been leading the vote count by a large margin.

So the people here had been discussing her behind her back for days.

This wasn't the first time.

Where there were people, there was gossip.

Some would undermine you at every turn, yet secretly dreamed of becoming you.

Wen Zhi ignored the jealous eyes, walked to a seat, and calmly took her notebook out of her bag to prepare for the meeting.

A moment later, the meeting room door opened again, and Purser Xue walked in.

Standing at the front of the table, she clapped her hands to get everyone's attention.

"Quick announcement. There's an issue with Captain Mo's flight next door. Jiang Lu can't fly today due to health reasons. They're one person short, and we have eight people here who all meet the requirements… It's urgent, so we need one flight attendant to go over. Who's volunteering?"

The same attendants who had been gossiping just now immediately raised their hands.

They exchanged polite smiles, but none of them put their hands down.

After all, everyone met Captain Mo yesterday.

He was handsome, charming, flirtatious—

Who wouldn't want a chance to catch his attention?

At the table, Wen Zhi alone kept her head down, unmoved.

First, she didn't want to be on the same flight as Mo Tingyan. Their relationship was complicated, and the less they interacted at work, the better.

Second, she knew the purser didn't like her.

Opportunities everyone wanted would never land on her.

Wen Zhi was thinking this when Purser Xue's stern voice suddenly sounded above her:

"Wen Zhi, you go."

Wen Zhi froze for a moment, startled.

Why her?

After a few seconds of hesitation, she closed her notebook and stood up, nodding.

"Understood, Purser."

She didn't want to be on the same flight as Mo Tingyan—

But this was her job.

Anything assigned to her, Wen Zhi would carry out seriously.

Under everyone's envious gazes, she headed to the meeting room next door.

Mo Tingyan's brows lifted almost imperceptibly when he saw her entering and taking a seat.

But he opened his work notes without comment and smoothly began conducting the preflight briefing.

Wen Zhi realized that Mo Tingyan at work was completely different from his private self—

Serious, precise, efficient.

A meeting other captains would take half an hour to finish, he completed in ten minutes.

After the meeting, the crew began their pre-boarding preparations and gradually left the room.

Seeing she still had some time, Wen Zhi went to the restroom.

But just as she stepped inside, a pair of strong hands grabbed her wrist and yanked her into a stall—

The person didn't even give her a chance to see his face before his lips crashed down on hers.

Wen Zhi felt her breath stolen away.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the suggestive curve at the corner of his eyes—

And the thick, unmistakable desire within them.

She couldn't help thinking of the serious, disciplined man who had just been leading a meeting minutes ago.

Was this really the same person?

She raised her hand and pushed Mo Tingyan away.

Panting lightly, she lowered her voice in irritation:

"This is the women's restroom. Are you crazy? Get out—"

But before she could finish, the sharp sound of high heels clicking on the floor outside reached them.

Wen Zhi's breath stopped instantly.

Mo Tingyan, however, smiled.

He leaned close to her ear, deliberately lowering his voice, his breath warm as he whispered:

"Alright, I'll leave right now."

As he spoke, he reached for the stall door.

Wen Zhi felt her heart seize—

This man was truly insane.

If he walked out now, wouldn't he run straight into whoever was coming in?

In a panic—without thinking at all—

She grabbed him by the collar, rose on her toes, and kissed him first.

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