C461 Intercept

“Ma'am, the plane is about to take off. Please fasten your seatbelt.”

Liang Han sat in her seat as the flight attendant gently reminded her. Next to her, Lo Shaoqian was leisurely flipping through a magazine, a smile playing on his lips.

“The boarding gate is closed. Even if Gu Qisheng knows you're with me now, there's nothing he can do.” Despite Lo Shaoqian speaking in a low voice