I Just Want to Divorce [MTL]

Chapter 35

    Ye Fei boarded the plane to the northwest the next morning. The peak summer vacation had passed, so even if he bought tickets temporarily, he was lucky enough to get first class.

    He didn't take much with him. After putting his luggage, he was about to sit down, and he cast his eyes inadvertently, and was stunned.

    He saw a familiar computer bag.

    The dark blue leather fabric and the silver-plated buckle are exactly the same as what Yan Xiao usually holds in his hand.

    Ye Fei's heart throbbed, he slowly raised his head, and a handsome but unfamiliar face came into view.

    "Passenger, tourist?" The sweet-looking stewardess walked to him and reminded, "Will you come to the seat first, please?"

    Ye Fei suddenly returned to his senses, and raised his lips to the stewardess and smiled: "I'm sorry."

    He longed. Well, it is more attractive to laugh. The stewardess's cheeks were a little red, and after a smile, with good professionalism, she abruptly endured the urge to stay for a while, and went to the boarding gate to wait for others to board the plane.

    Ye Fei fastened his seat belt, thought for a while, took out his phone and clicked on Yan Xiao's WeChat.

    Yan Xiao's profile picture is his own photo. Wearing a meticulous black suit, his hair is neatly combed and looks as serious as an ID photo.

    Ye Fei smiled unconsciously, but the smile was fleeting, and soon disappeared. He moved his fingertips and long-pressed the profile picture to save it. (T/N : AHHHHHHHHHH)

    There was a whispering voice around him. It should be the passenger who was sitting next to him. Ye Fei looked at the chat history with Yan Xiao and didn't look up.

    "Hello." A male voice rang in his ear.

    It took a few seconds for Ye Fei to realize that he was talking to himself. He turned his head and was taken aback. The man next to him happened to be the man who used the same computer bag as Yan Xiao.

    "Is it also going to the northwest?" The man, wearing a well-fitting white shirt, dressed very decently, introduced himself to Ye Fei, "My name is Feng Gaoyi."

    Ye Fei said "Yes" and nodded politely at him, but there was no communication. The meaning of the name.

    Feng Gaoyi didn't care either. He sat with his legs wide open, his eyes wandering on Ye Fei's face, looking for a topic: "Domestic flights are not good, unlike international flights, the space between the seats is very large. It's comfortable, so I always only buy first class when I travel."

    He paused, and then asked, "Are you on a business trip or a tourist?"

    Ye Fei was upset by him, and said perfunctorily: "On a business trip."

    Feng Gaoyi didn't seem to pay attention. When he was indifferent, he smiled and continued: "What a coincidence, I am also on a business trip. The Northwestern hospital asked me to go to the clinic and give lectures to their doctors by the way." During the conversation, he raised his hand and carried the Hermes computer bag to Ye. Fei moved his direction: "No, I also brought the computer specially." Ye Fei lightly moved his eyes away.

    Yan Xiao's sitting posture has always been upright, and he will not show off with luxury items. Ye Fei was sure that he couldn't even recognize the brand of his computer bag, but the assistant bought it and used it.

    The whole person is down-to-earth and real, and he doesn't need Ye Fei to wear any filters to see it. It's already impeccably good.

    Ye Fei couldn't help but click on the photo again, staring at it for a while, the expression on his face softened a lot.