After Running Into My Ex on a Plane

After they broke up. Zhou Ni ran into Pei Nanjin twice. The first time was during the university anniversary celebrations. She was having dinner with some alumni at a grilled-fish restaurant near campus. It was winter, and the restaurant was warm and steaming when the door suddenly swung open. A handsome, tall man walked in, wearing a black coat and a white scarf. A young woman was with him. She wore a matching couple's scarf, and they sat not far from Zhou Ni. The dinner lasted an hour. She spent forty minutes staring into space. The second time they met was on a plane. She heard the call chime and went to the passenger who needed assistance. She smiled politely and asked, “Can I help you with anything?” The moment she looked up, she met the man's cool gaze. He paused for two seconds, then pressed his lips together slightly. “A cup of coffee.” Her smile never wavered. She swallowed the profanity on the tip of her tongue and brought him a cup of coffee. - She suffered from insomnia, but a rabbit charm on her suitcase had kept her company for years. Then, one day, her insomnia suddenly disappeared. Whenever she rose without thinking, a cup of warm water would be waiting in her hand. It turned out that love was the gentlest cure of all. Gorgeous flight attendant x heir to a corporate empire P.S. The places, characters, and backgrounds are fictional, with plenty of creative liberties. The leads are each other's only partners, both emotionally and physically, with no other romantic interests. Screenshot dated 2025.1.5 - Blurb for “Springtime in Hong Kong at Night”: Midnight. A new guest arrived at Chunshan House. A delicate-looking woman came with her son to seek shelter with the owner of the house. They were both drenched by the rain and looked a little disheveled. The person who opened the door was not the butler, but the master of the house, Liang Yanxiu. Thunder crashed. The man wore a white shirt. Tall and lean, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he was exceptionally handsome. When his gaze fell on the woman's slender figure, a glimmer of satisfaction crossed his deep-set eyes. Soon, he noticed the three-year-old boy beside her and couldn't help frowning slightly. His impatience lasted only a moment. He curved his lips into a smile, his face full of warmth and gentleness. “The rain's coming down hard, A Ying. Don't get wet.” “Come in.” The clever hunter had already laid a net to catch her, waiting only for her to come to him. He needed her to seek him out of her own accord, to depend on him, and to be unable to leave him. The only problem was the little tagalong at her side. - Liang Yanxiu, head of the Vants family, was rumored to be ruthless and merciless, yet skilled at treating people with warmth. Countless young ladies had secretly fallen for him, hoping to land the most sought-after marriage in town. Rumor had it that Mr. Liang was considering marriage. Yet someone in the know had spotted a new woman at his private residence. They said she was Mr. Liang's former girlfriend. But the woman had brought a child with her. The whole circle was abuzz with gossip. Mr. Liang actually had a taste for raising another man's child. A man of his standing had fallen for such an ordinary woman. - Liang Yanxiu had indeed been troubled lately. He was trying to figure out how to win Lin Chaoying back. Though years had passed, she was still stubborn and willful. He might dislike the willful little boy who was always picking fights with him, but the child had Lin Chaoying's blood in his veins, so Liang Yanxiu still had to treat him well. For A Ying's sake, Liang Yanxiu began learning how to be a good stepfather. Unfortunately, the boy seemed entirely unimpressed, seeing him as the thorn in his side who had stolen his mommy. Liang Yanxiu was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do about it. He repaid hostility with kindness, planning the best possible future for the boy and ensuring he would never have a worry in the world. Even so, the mother and son continued to treat him like an outsider. Liang Yanxiu thought he could keep up the act for the rest of his life, doing his best to treat the boy like his own son. That was his duty as a husband, after all. Until one day. Liang Yanxiu discovered that the little boy who always seemed to have it in for him was actually his biological son. His fingertips trembled as he took the woman's frail shoulders in his hands. His eyes reddened. “A Ying, you kept me in the dark so cruelly.” Theme: May your takeoff be smooth and your landing safe.