Zhao Ya's sweet words continuously struck Yun Hao's heart.
"Are you daring to talk back?"
"Boo hoo... I don't dare anymore, you bad husband..."
Zhao Ya pleaded softly, her voice still sweet and tender.
"Ahem, sir, this is an airplane, please respect yourself!"
At this moment, a cute girl's voice sounded, likely from the flight attendant.
"You little girl, a few days without discipline and you've become unruly?"
"Boo hoo, I'm sorry, Yun Hao, husband, please don't hit me, I'm still working!"
Cheng Siyu waved her hands helplessly, pleading with Yun Hao.
The other first-class passengers, who were also flying to Nanjiang City, mostly knew Yun Hao. After all, even if they didn't know Yun Hao's exact status, they had seen Yun Hao on TV many times, knowing he is the Chairman of the YunTeng Group.
So, they all pretended not to see what was happening, closing their eyes to the commotion.
"Now you know you're wrong? Didn't you just tell me to respect myself?"
