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Seeing that Shang Xiaomo still had a face of doubt, could it be that she didn't remember, she was still a little disappointed. Forget it, forgive her, after all, the two of them could not be considered to know each other, "Alright, let's get on the carriage first."

When Shang Xiaomo heard this, although she had some doubts in her heart, but since this person knew her name, he shouldn't be lying to her. Thus, since he was Jing Tian, she decided to sit in the back of the car.

When Jing Tian saw her stiff actions, she didn't feel like laughing bitterly. She helplessly said, "Eldest Miss, what are you doing? Are you afraid that I'm plotting against you?"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. There's someone driving in front."

Shang Xiaomo followed his gaze and saw that there was indeed a person at the driver's seat of the car who thought that Jing Tian would …

Shang Xiaomo, who had caused a great blush to appear on her face, was truly embarrassed abroad. Her face was bleeding profusely, and she avoided looking at Jing Tian again.

He could only turn his head and pretend to admire the scenery outside the window to cover up the faint awkward atmosphere in the air.

"Sir, can we leave now?" the driver in front asked.

"Yes." Jing Tian nodded indifferently, then didn't say anything else.

Shang Xiaomo was coincidentally right next to him, and facing strangers, especially strangers who were so close to her, and furthermore, they had just made a joke. Shang Xiaomo was a little nervous, and his body was extremely stiff.

"What are you going to do with a blanket?" The bored Jing An, who suddenly noticed the item in her hands, looked at the blanket in her hands. Her eyes revealed a trace of a smile, and deliberately asked Shang Xiaomo.

In his mind, he recalled the conversation he had on the plane.

"Miss, please lend it to me." When he returned to his seat after going to the bathroom, Shang Xiaomo felt a headache coming on. Previously, she didn't even have the time to learn English properly, but now, she was extremely frustrated and regretted her previous efforts.

"If Shang Xiaomo was not paying attention, she would have bumped into someone while she was walking towards her. The phone that was turned off fell under the chair, but she did not have the time to see it. She could only lower her head and lower her waist, apologizing to the person she bumped into." I'm sorry I didn't notice you. "

"It's fine. Just pay more attention next time." A man's voice sounded from above Shang Xiaomo's head. However, Shang Xiaomo's thoughts were completely unknown as to where she had flown off to, and she did not pay attention to it. In the narrow corridor, if two people were to walk in at the same time, it would indeed seem a little crowded. Shang Xiaomo didn't mind as she walked towards her seat with her head lowered.

However, unfortunately, she had not noticed and bumped into another person. Jing An, who had been unintentionally knocked into by her, was in a bad mood and did not have a good attitude: "Stay away from me."

"You saw it too. It's not like I did it on purpose." The person who bumped into her had already walked far away, and Shang Xiaomo did not want to explain too much to him. What kind of person was he, what was that thing on his head, he could not even see his face, it was unknown if it was a man or a woman.

Shang Xiaomo was conflicted for a long time before finally saying: "Um, can I trouble you to give way, my seat is inside."

Shang Xiaomo had no choice but to extend her hand and poke the seemingly sleeping Jing An. The current Jing An didn't even know the identities of the two of them, and she had never seen a picture of her before. Otherwise, she wouldn't be like this at all.

Jing An bit his lips, and impatiently stood up to walk in the direction she just went.

When Jing An returned to his seat, the woman was already asleep. Although it was a dream, she was still frowning unsteadily, which Jing An did not care about, and continued to sit in his seat, planning to continue cultivating.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the woman just now was sleeping sloppily towards him. Although Jing An did not reject any of them, it was only now that he realized that he was no longer in the mood.

Therefore, Jing An extended his hand out and poked the woman beside her. He poked her several times in a row, but when Jing An looked at the woman, he did not have any reaction at all, "Hey, woman."

Jing An was a little angry and angrily turned around. He wanted to wake Shang Xiaomo up, but at the same time, he saw a tear from the corner of her eye.

"Was it the dream that made her unhappy?" Jing An asked himself softly. Then, he stretched out his hand like he was doing something, smoothing the woman's tightly knitted eyebrows. Unexpectedly, before his hand could touch her, she whined.

Jing An immediately retracted his hand. He was a little frightened by his actions just now. He actually had a day where he would be so kind to help a girl.

Since when did he care about others so much? Jing An could not think of a reason as well. The more he thought about it, the more agitated he felt, and planned to sleep a little more. Just as he turned his head, he heard the woman beside him talking in her sleep.

When he vaguely heard the two words "Shang Yunyun" from her, and connected it with the message Shang Yunyun had given him before they had boarded the plane, he frowned, opened the notebook next to him, and looked at the photo, and realised that it was exactly the same as the woman beside him.

He finally matched the woman's name.

So, she was actually the Shang Xiaomo that Shang Yunyun spoke of, but she did not seem to be as scheming as she said?

After that, Jing An sneered, and instantly overturned his own thoughts. Right now, he couldn't say, who knew if she was faking it or not?

Therefore, Jing An pulled out his shoulder in disgust and moved outside. In his dreams, Shang Xiaomo might have felt that this position of his was a little uncomfortable, but he finally turned his head and changed into a more comfortable position before falling asleep again.