At an altitude of 30,000 feet, Lin Weiwei hid the asthma spray in her sleeves.
In the economy class, she knelt on the ground to set up a blanket tent for her daughter: "My dear, daddy is waiting for us in the fairy tale."
The turbulence of the air ripped apart the small tent, revealing the face of the child who looked exactly like the CEO.
The man's pupils on the private plane shrank suddenly: "Clear the place, except for their mother and daughter!"
The bodyguard roughly picked up the child, and the president looked on coldly: "Lin Weiwei, explain."
The moment his daughter cried for dad, he crushed the red wine glass: "How dare you steal my blood?"
