"Honey, can you come back tonight?"
"I'm on a business trip tonight, can't make it back."
"...Zhihao, do you remember what day it is today?"
"...What day? Oh, I have another call coming in. Let's talk about it another time."
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The cold sound of the hang-up felt like an ice pick stabbing into Yang Lan's heart. Holding the phone, she stared blankly at the wedding photo in the bedroom for a long time, tears eventually streaming down uncontrollably.
Yang Lan knew all too well that her husband, Zhou Zhihao, must be with his mistress again.
Yang Lan, 30 years old, was a senior teacher at a prestigious high school. Standing at 167 cm tall, while not breathtakingly beautiful, she was certainly a lovely woman.
It's often said that a woman's figure starts to decline after 30, but Yang Lan was a notable exception to this rule.
Not only did Yang Lan have fair skin, but her figure was also well-maintained. Though she couldn't compare to younger girls, her breasts were still full and perky, her waist almost free of excess fat, and her long, rounded legs remained firm and straight, especially her round and plump backside.
Despite her good figure, Yang Lan never displayed any hint of 'seduction.' As an educator, she always maintained a strict and conservative demeanor, and only her husband, Zhou Zhihao, could occasionally enjoy the pleasures of her body.
At home, she was a considerate and loving wife; at school, a strict and responsible teacher. Both externally and internally, this woman could be considered perfect.
But just over a month ago, her husband, Zhou Zhihao, betrayed her without hesitation, and the reason was simple: Yang Lan couldn't bear children.
Zhou Zhihao was two years older than Yang Lan. After years of marriage without children, a hospital checkup revealed that Yang Lan had congenital ovulation disorders, which was a significant blow to Zhou Zhihao, the only male heir in three generations.
Desperate for a child, Zhou Zhihao became obsessed, seeking out doctors and folk remedies everywhere, forcing her to take various Chinese medicines, and even attempting various sexual positions to force Yang Lan to conceive, causing her immense pain.
Yang Lan grew up in a family of scholars, where traditional and conservative values meant she didn't even understand the basics of male-female relations until her twenties.
Now, in order to take care of her husband's feelings, Yang Lan didn't mention the hard-to-drink traditional Chinese medicine anymore, but she just couldn't accept this shameful sexual position.
But Zhou Zhihao was almost crazy about wanting a son. He firmly believed that the sexual position was the key to conception, but his wife never cooperated with him, which gradually caused friction between the originally harmonious couple.
Once, Zhou Zhihao asked Yang Lan to stick out her butt, as he wanted to enter her from behind.
However, Yang Lan felt that this position was too shameful and absolutely refused.
In the end, Yang Lan's stubborn self-esteem completely angered Zhou Zhihao, who had been resentful for a long time.
"Lanlan, I just don't understand? We've been married for so many years, and every time you insist on the normal position. Fine, fine... out of respect for you, I endured it. But now, for the sake of having a child, can't you also show some understanding?"
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"Don't just stay silent?? Every time you don't say anything, I don't know what to do?? What exactly do you mean??"
"...Don't you think this is too embarrassing?"
"What's embarrassing about it?? This is embarrassing! That's embarrassing! After being married to you for so many years, have you ever given me oral sex once? Now I'm just asking for a rear-entry position, what's so embarrassing about that? I just don't get it?? Damn it, I really don't understand why other couples can do it, but we can't?"
"Zhihao, can we just be normal? I... I just feel like this... this is like a dog... I really can't accept it."
"You can't accept it? Oh! So now you can't accept it?? I'm your husband! Damn it, I still don't even know what your pussy looks like?? If you can't bear a child, you're worse than a dog!"
It was because of Zhou Zhihao's words that the couple completely fell apart. Yang Lan couldn't understand why Zhou Zhihao had become so irritable? And Zhou Zhihao? He even began to suspect whether Yang Lan was the so-called 'stone woman'? He was starting to regret marrying this woman.
But Yang Lan never compromised on what she believed to be wrong, and this time she didn't compromise either.
Days passed like this, and her husband Zhou Zhihao started to leave early and return late, sometimes even not coming home for a day or two.
At first, Yang Lan didn't pay much attention, until one day she accidentally found a box of condoms in her husband's briefcase and realized the seriousness of the situation.
Yang Lan, after all, is a cultured woman. Unlike the typical housewife who might storm into her husband's workplace with a condom in hand, making a scene, she chose to approach Zhou Zhihao with rationality and discuss the matter calmly upon learning of his affair.
To her surprise, Zhou Zhihao vehemently denied any affair and instead accused Yang Lan of invading his privacy. This only escalated the conflict between them, leading Zhou Zhihao to stop coming home altogether in his anger.
Faced with such a miserable life, Yang Lan did not opt for divorce. She still held onto the belief that her husband would one day change his mind.
Yet, Yang Lan was still a woman. Despite her strong will, she had moments of loneliness. Watching her husband enjoy night after night without returning home was both a humiliation and a torment for her as a wife. This torment needed an outlet, or she feared she would go mad one day.
Yang Lan longed to confide in someone, but family scandals should not be aired in public, especially for a traditional woman like her. Yet, every night, the sight of the cold room brought her pain. Her melancholy heart needed solace, and her empty soul craved comfort.
In the end, Yang Lan had no choice but to seek a sliver of comfort online.
Yang Lan had never engaged in online friendships before, always considering them frivolous. But this time was different. Perhaps it was out of sheer boredom or profound loneliness. She didn't want to confine herself to the cold room every night. Changing her online alias to 'Lonely Goose,' symbolizing a solitary, drifting bird with no sense of security, she began her quest for solace on the internet.
It was at this time that an online friend named 'Cold Wind' entered her world.
Initially, Yang Lan looked down upon Cold Wind, who often shared risqué jokes with her, which repelled the traditionally conservative Yang Lan.
Coincidentally, every time Yang Lan quarreled with Zhou Zhihao or felt lonely, Cold Wind would appear to comfort her without fail. Over time, Yang Lan's perception of Cold Wind changed. She began to see him as someone, albeit somewhat cynical, who understood her better than her own husband.
Just like that, Yang Lan gradually let her guard down around Han Feng, even beginning to confide in him about her misfortunes. With his witty banter and gentle demeanor, Han Feng slowly opened the heart of this beautiful married woman...
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"Hello, Auntie Yang!"
"Miaomiao, you should call her Teacher Yang."
"Hehe, hello, Teacher Yang."
Yang Lan, just off work, coincidentally ran into a familiar mother and daughter pair in her neighborhood. The mother, Dong Qing, was 40 years old, and her daughter, Lin Miaoke, was just 15.
This mother and daughter lived in the same neighborhood as Yang Lan. Dong Qing often sought Yang Lan's advice on her daughter's education, and over time, the two became acquainted.
"Hello, Miaomiao, are you going grocery shopping with your mom?"
"Yes! My dad is coming home tonight, and mom and I are preparing a lavish dinner! Hehe."
Lin Miaoke's innocent and radiant smile made Yang Lan think of herself. If not for her own health issues, perhaps she could have been as happy and joyful as this mother and daughter.
"Teacher Yang, our Miaomiao will be taking the high school entrance exam in half a year. If you're not too busy recently, I'd like to trouble you to tutor her again."
"No problem. I'll help Miaoke with her studies after I finish the tasks at hand in a couple of days."
"Thank you so much! Sigh, I just don't know if this child can get into your school."
"Don't worry, Miaomiao is so smart. I'm sure she'll do just fine, right, Miaomiao?"
"Mhm, I love studying with Teacher Yang. Mom, why don't we invite Teacher Yang to have dinner with us tonight?"
"Yes, Teacher Yang, why don't you join us for dinner tonight?"
The warm invitation from the mother and daughter made Yang Lan feel somewhat awkward at the moment. Not wanting her family issues to cause misunderstandings among the neighbors, she evasively said,
"Uh... no, no, I have something to do tonight. My... my husband is back."
"Oh... then we won't disturb you. Miaomiao, say goodbye to Teacher Yang."
"Bye, Teacher Yang!"
"Bye..."
Watching the mother and daughter walk away, chatting and laughing, Yang Lan felt another wave of envy. She longed for a lovely daughter like Lin Miaoke and for her husband to be home for dinner every night.
But tonight, Zhou Zhihao still did not return.
"Honey, can you come back tonight?"
"I'm on a business trip tonight, can't make it back."
"...Zhihao, do you remember what day it is today?"
"...What day? Oh, I have a call coming in, let's talk about it another time."
What day is it today? It's the 4th anniversary of Yang Lan and Zhou Zhihao's wedding, and also Yang Lan's birthday.
Four years ago today, Zhou Zhihao specifically chose Yang Lan's birthday to get their marriage certificate, with the intention of staying together with his beloved wife forever, united in heart.
Yang Lan will never forget how happy she was that day, but now she can only stand alone in this cold room, silently shedding tears.
"Han Feng sends warmth! Today is your birthday, wishing you Pepsi in all things, Fanta in all matters, Wahaha every day, Robust every month, Cola-Cola every year, a Sprite-like mood, and always standing out ^o^"
A blessing from Han Feng on QQ brought a bit of warmth to Yang Lan's heart at this moment. She never thought a stranger online would care more about her than her own husband. At least now she wasn't alone anymore.
"Thank you."
"Really? I thought about this blessing for half a day, and you dismiss me with two words?"
"How did you know today is my birthday?"
"Because you're in my heart."
The phrase 'you're in my heart' stirred mixed feelings in Yang Lan. She didn't know how to respond to Han Feng and suddenly thought of her husband again, tears of sadness began to flow uncontrollably.
"Sis, I was just trying to be nice with my blessing, why are you silent again? Are you having fun with your husband?"
"Actually, today is also my wedding anniversary with my husband."
"Wow! That's so romantic, am I interrupting you two?"
"No, it's still just me tonight..."
"No way?? Your husband is too much, not coming back on usual days is one thing, but how could he not be with you today?"
"Heh, I'm used to it."
"Sigh, don't say that, you're making me want to cry. 〒＿〒"
"Stop joking around, I'm fine."
"Fine my foot, how about this, tonight I'll make a sacrifice, do you want to come out and meet this so-called handsome guy? And I can comfort your little heart while I'm at it?"
If it were before, Yang Lan would have immediately refused upon seeing such a message. But now, she didn't know what came over her? She unconsciously replied with one word to Han Feng.
"Okay."
"Huh? You're really coming out?"
"Mhm."
"...Are you kidding me?"
"Oh, never mind then."
"Ah, no, no! Then it's settled. We'll meet at the UBC Coffee in an hour. I'll be holding a large bouquet of roses, so you'll recognize me by the roses. Whoever doesn't show up is a little dog!"
"Hehe, okay."
After the message, Yang Lan felt somewhat uneasy. This was her first time meeting someone from the internet, and she wondered what kind of man Han Feng was. But since she had already agreed, she had to keep her word.
Yang Lan tidied up a bit before heading out. A simple casual blazer highlighted her intellectual beauty as a female teacher, while slim-fit pants accentuated her already round and plump buttocks, making them appear even tighter and perkier. Her slender long legs paired with a beautiful pair of white high heels made her simple yet casual outfit even more charming.
However, Yang Lan had no particular thoughts tonight. She was just tired of the loneliness of being alone every night, especially on this special day. She really needed someone to pour out her heart to, even if it was a stranger she had never met.
Upon arriving at the coffee shop, Yang Lan first noticed the large bouquet of bright red roses, and then vaguely saw the man sitting behind the flowers. She couldn't help but feel a bit more fond of Han Feng. It seemed this man was not only mysterious but also quite romantic.
Yes, there was a time when Zhou Zhihao often gave her roses. But now, things have changed, and he's no longer around. Thinking of this, Yang Lan couldn't help but sigh.
Just as Yang Lan approached the bouquet of roses, the man behind them suddenly stood up.
At the same time, a young boy with dyed yellow hair, a mischievous appearance, and a childish face caught Yang Lan's eye.
Their eyes met, instantly shocking the beautiful teacher.
"...Lu Han??"
"Hehe, Teacher Yang."
"How could it be you? You... you're Han Feng??"
"Hehehe..."
The smiling young boy in front of her was named Lu Han, 16 years old, not short, and not bad-looking, but with a somewhat roguish air. With his dyed yellow hair and ear piercing, he smoked and drank at a young age, doing all sorts of mischief. He was the notorious bad boy in Yang Lan's class.
Originally, Yang Lan's school was a key municipal high school, where Lu Han, given his academic performance, wouldn't have been able to get in. However, Lu Han's family background was quite influential; his father was a big mine owner, and his mother was a provincial leader. So, despite his poor grades, his family's connections secured him a stable place in this prestigious high school.
However, Lu Han lacked discipline from a young age, with a carefree and unrestrained personality. Although born into a wealthy and noble family, his acquired rogue nature made him increasingly worse.
Lu Han wasn't just ordinarily bad; shortly after arriving at the school, he easily got two female classmates pregnant. Along with skipping classes, smoking, and hitting teachers, his lawless behaviors were frequent.
But the school could do nothing about him, given his family's wealth and influence. Eventually, the teachers grew tired of dealing with Lu Han and simply let him sit alone in the last row, allowing him to sleep or skip classes as he pleased, as long as he didn't cause trouble for teachers and classmates.
Actually, Lu Han didn't skip every teacher's class; there was one teacher whose classes he never missed, and that was Yang Lan's.
Despite being just a 16-year-old high school student, Lu Han had quite a bit of sexual experience, especially a particular fondness for married women and young wives.
The first time he saw Yang Lan, he was deeply attracted to this beautiful woman, feeling an indescribable allure from her that stimulated him.
Every time he saw Yang Lan's solemn and serious demeanor during lectures, it gave Lu Han an inexplicable sexual excitement, especially her long legs and swaying hips as she walked. This led him to secretly relieve himself under the desk during her classes, fantasizing about her legs and hips.
Once, Yang Lan caught Lu Han secretly taking photos of her in class and confiscated his phone. Upon opening it, she found it filled with pictures of herself, all focusing on her thighs and buttocks, including several of Lu Han relieving himself while looking at her photos.
Furious, Yang Lan slapped Lu Han in front of the whole class, smashed his phone, and angrily called him the scum of society, destined to grow up into a rogue.
After other teachers found out about this incident, they all worried that Yang Lan had gotten herself into trouble. With Lu Han's background, wouldn't Yang Lan be in for a hard time? But strangely enough, ever since Lu Han was slapped by Yang Lan, the boy had become much more well-behaved. He stopped skipping classes, bullying classmates, and even his temperament had softened. He even voluntarily wrote a self-criticism and publicly apologized to Yang Lan in front of the entire school.
Seeing Lu Han's sincerity, Yang Lan forgave him.
In truth, Yang Lan felt some regret in her heart. She thought that as an educator, she shouldn't have acted so impulsively. After all, Lu Han was just a child. With proper guidance in the future, she believed he could turn over a new leaf.
But tonight, Yang Lan never expected that the man she had been chatting with online for so long was actually this troublesome kid again.
Recalling the content of her online conversations with Lu Han, Yang Lan's beautiful face instantly flushed with embarrassment. A mix of shame and anger made the female teacher unable to suppress her fury at this moment.
"Lu Han! Are you making fun of your teacher??"
"Hehe, Teacher Yang, don't be angry. Actually, I wanted to help you."
"Ridiculous... absolutely ridiculous!!"
"Hey, Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, don't go, Teacher Yang..."
How could Yang Lan have the face to stay here? She felt like a complete fool, played by someone, and what was most infuriating was that it was by her own student.
At this moment, Yang Lan turned around intending to leave, but unexpectedly, a sentence from Lu Han behind her made her stop in her tracks.
"If you leave, I might just spill the beans about your husband's affair."
"You!"
Yang Lan turned her head to glare angrily at Lu Han, never expecting this bad boy to threaten her with her family's dirty laundry.
"Haha, Teacher Yang, I was just joking. Please sit down and hear me out."
Yang Lan didn't know what Lu Han was up to, but she knew this troublemaker was capable of anything. If he really spread the word, how could she ever show her face again? Seeing that Lu Han was now speaking in a conciliatory tone, she had no choice but to sit down on the sofa.
"Haha, Teacher Yang, first of all, happy birthday to you."
At that moment, Lu Han presented a large bouquet of roses on the table to Yang Lan, who, however, showed no joy upon seeing the flowers. She moved them aside and addressed Lu Han, who was grinning cheekily.
"Speak, why did you deceive me online?"
"Hehe... Teacher Yang, actually... I fell for you at first sight, then I noticed your QQ. But after chatting with you, I learned about your husband. That husband of yours is such a jerk, I really feel for you! I wanted to help you vent."
Looking at the not-quite-grown boy before her declaring his affection and offering help, Yang Lan found herself both amused and annoyed. She thought Lu Han was bad, but his actions were too childish. Yet, since he was her student, she softened her emotions and began to educate him.
"Lu Han, teacher knows you're a good kid, but your main task now is to study. Only by studying hard can you make something of yourself. You have a long road ahead. Adult matters aren't something a child like you can understand. I don't blame you for tonight's incident, but please don't let your imagination run wild anymore, okay? Also, your academic performance is really poor. You've never once completed the homework I assigned. I'm considering whether to give you after-class tutoring, as it concerns your final grades..."
Lu Han usually detested such nagging lectures, but now he was mesmerized by Yang Lan's serious expression and her moving lips, sneaking glances at the sexy white high heels under the table, causing an immediate erection in his pants.
"...Lu Han, I've been talking to you for a while, are you even listening?"
"Um... I heard, it made my dick hard."
"What did you say?"
"Ah, nothing nothing... hehe, teacher, have some water first, you've been talking for a while."
Yang Lan took a sip of the coffee on the table and then said to Lu Han, "Teacher says these things for your own good. You're still young and don't understand what love is. Your cognitive abilities aren't mature yet. When you grow up, you'll realize how childish your current actions are. Teacher knows you mean well, but adult matters..."
Before Yang Lan could finish, Lu Han handed his phone to her.
Yang Lan inexplicably took the phone and was shocked to find numerous photos of her husband, Zhou Zhihao, including many intimate moments with an unfamiliar woman. Her face flushed with embarrassment and surprise. 'How... how did you get these photos?'
'Hehe, Teacher Yang, as I said, I want your help.'
'I don't need your help!'
Yang Lan felt a wave of nervousness. She had thought the young man sitting across from her, Lu Han, was just a naive kid, but she never imagined he had secretly photographed her husband's unfaithful actions.
If these photos were to spread, her family life would undoubtedly be affected.
In a panic, she hurriedly began deleting the photos from the phone.
'Haha, go ahead and delete them... I have plenty more at home, and I even have photos of your husband using drugs.'
'What? Zhihao is using drugs??'
Yang Lan stood frozen, as if struck by lightning, but looking at Lu Han's smirking face, she found it hard to believe.
Her husband didn't even smoke; how could he possibly be using drugs? 'No, impossible, I know him, Zhihao would never do drugs.'
'Don't believe me? Fine, forget I said anything. You'll find out soon enough.'
Lu Han's indifferent attitude made the teacher uneasy. Her husband had been acting suspiciously lately. What if he really did something foolish? '...I still don't believe you. Show me the photos.'
'Haha, sure! Just agree to one condition, and I'll give you all the photos. I'll even help you investigate your husband.'
Faced with such a rogue, Yang Lan felt helpless. It seemed this young man had ulterior motives.
The teacher took another sip of her coffee and sighed before speaking to Lu Han.
'Go ahead... what's your condition?'
'My condition is for you to become my sex slave, to be my bitch for three years, until I graduate. I promise I won't bother you after that.'
'......Are you out of your mind!??'
Yang Lan could hardly believe her ears! She was even more shocked that such shameless words could come from the mouth of a mere 16-year-old boy! At this moment, Yang Lan was clearly stunned by Lu Han's words. Her cheeks burned red as she stared at him in horror, an overwhelming sense of shame and anger making it impossible for her to stay calm.
"Teacher Yang, I really like you! Every time I see you walking in high heels, I can't take it. I dream of fucking your fat pussy! Playing with your big ass! Licking your sexy feet! I also want you to suck my cock! Drink my cum! Teacher Yang, just be my little slut..."
"Slap!!!"
A loud slap echoed through the café, drawing puzzled looks from the surrounding patrons towards the beautiful teacher.
Yang Lan's face was as hot as a furnace. Her arm trembled as she glared at Lu Han, too angry to speak.
"...Teacher Yang, you hit me again. This is the second time."
Yang Lan was now completely speechless. Furious, she stood up and stormed out of the disgusting café, leaving Lu Han alone on the sofa.
He looked at the half-drunk coffee across from him, a wicked smile slowly creeping onto his face...
Quiz: What did Lu Han put in the coffee? 1. Sedatives. 2. Aphrodisiacs. 3. Drugs. 4. Laxatives. 5. Semen. 6. Urine. 7. Poison. The answer will be revealed in the second episode, and the first ten to answer correctly will receive a surprise prize. Stay tuned, as there are more surprises in the following posts.
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"Honey, can you come back tonight?"
"I'm on a business trip tonight, can't come back."
"...Zhihao, do you remember what day it is today?"
"...What day? Oh, I have a call coming in, let's talk about it another time."
Zhou Zhihao knew exactly what day it was, but he had been in a cold war with his wife Yang Lan recently, so he deliberately ignored her out of spite.
Zhou Zhihao didn't understand why Yang Lan had been targeting him lately? Not long ago, she even suspected him of cheating over a box of condoms. It seemed their four years of marriage had been for nothing.
But then again, who had put that strange box of condoms in his bag? Could it really have been a mistake? "Old Zhou, have you booked the flight tickets?"
"Oh, it's all set, Mr. Lu. Don't worry. Everything's arranged. The flight is at 8, and we should arrive around 12."
Sitting in the general manager's office, Zhou Zhihao was facing a young deputy leader.
The young leader, appearing to be under 30, yet exuded a mature and steady demeanor. He couldn't help but smile at the visibly nervous Zhou Zhihao in front of him.
"Hehe, I feel really bad about always sending you, Brother Zhou, on these trips. Sigh... But what can we do? We're in the mining business. Those old clients down south are picky. I wouldn't trust the young ones to handle them. It has to be you, the seasoned veteran!"
"You're too kind, Mr. Lu. It's all for the company. I won't let you and the chairman down."
"Hey... My dad doesn't get involved in anything. He has no idea how hard we work down here. Brother Zhou, how are things with you and your wife? I overheard something on the phone just now..."
"Oh! It's nothing, really. Just small matters, small matters..."
"Brother Zhou, you can't say that. How can family matters be small? Everyone says you're lucky to have married such a beautiful and virtuous wife. If company business causes any misunderstanding between you two, I'd feel terrible. Hehe, after this is over, I'll apply to have you take full charge of the southern operations. We'll arrange a house for you down there so you and your wife can move. Don't stay here; there's just too much damn work."
"Ah, Mr. Lu! I don't know what to say. Don't worry, I won't let you down. When I get back, I'll treat you to dinner."
"Hehe, Brother Zhou, if anyone's treating, it should be me. I haven't even met your wife yet, hehehe..."
"Hehe, how could I let you do that?"
"Come on, Brother Zhou, no need to refuse. I won't see you off later. Wishing you immediate success!"
"Alright, Mr. Lu. Don't worry, don't worry..."
Watching Zhou Zhihao leave his office with utmost respect, Mr. Lu leisurely lit a cigarette. Then, picking up his phone, he dialed a number and said with a smile,
"Xiao Han, it's all set on my end. How about yours?"
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"Don't worry, those photos were expertly doctored. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to tell."
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"Hehe, that's good. Remember, don't add too much of that stuff, or it could be fatal."
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"Hehehe... You're still as ruthless as ever, kid. Be careful not to break someone's wife."
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"Hahaha... Women are more interesting when you take your time with them. When will you ever learn, you silly boy?"
The time was now 7:50 PM. Sitting on the plane, Zhou Zhihao watched the bustling passengers and couldn't help but feel a wave of melancholy.
How had four whole years of marital affection suddenly become so pale and powerless? If it was a lack of understanding, both of them were to blame. But no matter what, on this special day, shouldn't he, as a husband, explain things to his wife? Thinking this, Zhou Zhihao took out his phone.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but our plane is about to take off. Please kindly turn off your phone. Thank you."
"Oh, sorry, sorry..."
The flight attendant's reminder stopped Zhou Zhihao as he was about to dial. Watching the plane about to take off, he silently turned off his phone, suddenly missing his beloved wife dearly.
"Lanlan, it looks like you'll have to spend tonight alone again..."