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She clasped her hands together, blinking her large eyes, making a pleading gesture; that pure and adorable appearance made it hard for anyone to have the heart to refuse.

Nazha's expression instantly became incredibly conflicted, her inner voice screaming wildly: "No! Not good at all! Very bad!"

She didn't want to share this moment of being alone with Jiang Jing with anyone else at all!

Even less did she want Tian Xinwei, this super gorgeous beauty who was both "innocent and seductive," to appear in front of Jiang Jing!

What if Jiang Jing was into that type?!

However, refusing directly seemed impolite and could easily offend people.

It was perfectly normal for someone to ask to come over and say hello…

Besides, everyone worked in the same industry; they were bound to run into each other eventually.

Seeing her hesitate, Tian Xinwei increased her offensive: "Just for a second~ I'll just say hello and leave! I promise I won't disturb you guys! Please, Sister Nazha~"

Nazha had no choice but to give in. Seeing Tian Xinwei's "I won't leave until you agree" stance, and fearing that lingering in the aisle too long would attract more attention, she finally relented.

In the end, she gritted her teeth, braced herself, and extremely reluctantly squeezed out a single word from between her teeth: "…Fine."

After saying that word, she felt like her heart was bleeding.

Tian Xinwei immediately beamed with joy, affectionately clutching Nazha's arm as if they were the best of sisters: "Great! Thank you, Sister Nazha! You're the best!"

Thus, with the feeling of "inviting a wolf into the house," Nazha led the visibly curious and excited Tian Xinwei toward Jiang Jing's seat.

She was already frantically calculating how to get rid of this "uninvited guest" as quickly as possible!

Nazha dejectedly led Tian Xinwei back to Jiang Jing's seat.

Jiang Jing was looking down at his phone. Sensing Nazha's return, and noticing a strange woman following her—also bundled up tightly but with a slender figure—he couldn't help but look up, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although the other party was wearing a mask and hat, making it impossible to see her specific features, her curvaceous figure, fair and delicate skin, and the pair of clear, bright eyes revealed above the mask all indicated that she was definitely a beauty.

"Who is this…?" Jiang Jing put down his phone and looked at Nazha with a puzzled expression.

Nazha sighed inwardly and helplessly introduced her in a low voice: "Brother Jiang Jing, this is Tian Xinwei. We happened to be on the same flight."

She briefly explained the encounter in the aisle, how she was recognized, and that the other party wanted to come over and say hello, her tone tinged with a hint of imperceptible regret.

After Nazha finished the introduction, Tian Xinwei stepped forward and took off her mask, revealing a sweet, lovely, and exquisite face full of youthful vitality.

She bowed slightly, her voice crisp and filled with just the right amount of respect: "Hello, President Jiang. Sorry to disturb you. I am Tian Xinwei. It is a great honor to meet you."

Her demeanor was appropriate and her etiquette was thoughtful, showing good upbringing and quality, which instantly maxed out her first impression score.

Looking at the pretty face in front of him—both innocent and seductive, truly a "straight-man killer"—Jiang Jing's eyes lit up, and he responded with a smile:

"Hello, Miss Tian. No need to be so polite. I've heard a lot about you. Come to think of it, I'm actually a fan of yours."

"Ah? Really?" Tian Xinwei was flattered and surprised, her large eyes widening even more, a delighted blush rising on her face.

"Of course, a fan of your looks." Jiang Jing laughed candidly. "The outfit you wore at the Tencent Video Starlight Awards back then stunned quite a few people, and it even stole my heart for a moment. Seeing you in person today, you're even prettier than on camera."

His unsparing praise did not make Tian Xinwei feel that he was being frivolous.

It was only because it came from someone like Jiang Jing. If the same words were spoken by an ordinary middle-aged man, the effect would be completely different. It might even leave the woman with the impression that he was lecherous and lewd…

Tian Xinwei's cheeks turned crimson as she listened, her heart feeling as sweet as if it were filled with honey. Being complimented to her face by a wealthy, handsome man of Jiang Jing's level—the sense of satisfaction and vanity was simply indescribable.

She shyly lowered her head, twisting her fingers together, and whispered: "President Jiang, you flatter me… I'm not that great…"

Beside them, Nazha watched the two chatting happily in such a harmonious atmosphere, her heart feeling like a bottle of mixed seasonings had been overturned, her little face almost scrunched up like a steamed bun.

She felt as if she had personally delivered a younger little vixen to Jiang Jing.

Although Tian Xinwei really wanted to chat a bit more, or even sit down for a good talk, she still remembered her promise to Nazha—just to say hello and leave.

She suppressed her inner desire, kept a sweet smile on her face, and said politely: "President Jiang, Sister Nazha, I won't disturb your rest anymore. I'll head back to my seat. It was a pleasure to meet you, President Jiang!"

As she spoke, she prepared to put her mask back on and leave.

Seeing her conflicted little expression—clearly wanting to stay but feeling obligated to keep her promise—Jiang Jing found it amusing and took the initiative to speak: "Meeting is fate, Miss Tian. Would it be convenient to exchange contact information? We might have a chance to collaborate in the future."

Upon hearing this, Tian Xinwei's eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded almost impatiently: "It's convenient! Of course it's convenient!"

She immediately took out her phone, quickly pulled up her QR code, and held it out to Jiang Jing, as if afraid he might change his mind.

Jiang Jing smiled, scanned her code, and sent a friend request.

With a "ding," Tian Xinwei looked at the verification confirmation on her phone and was so happy she almost jumped up. She felt this flight was totally worth it!

"Thank you, President Jiang!" She put away her phone like it was a treasure and bid them goodbye once more, completely satisfied.

Before leaving, she secretly leaned into Nazha's ear and whispered quickly: "Thank you, Sister Nazha! I owe you one!" After saying that, she gave a playful wink.

Hearing this, Nazha felt slightly better; at least it wasn't completely for nothing…

But watching Tian Xinwei's cheerful departing figure, she still felt she had lost out big time!

As soon as Tian Xinwei left, Nazha immediately slumped as if her bones had been removed, sinking softly back into her seat. Then, she hugged Jiang Jing's arm like a koala, buried her little face in his shoulder, and let out a long, resentful sigh: "Sigh…"

Jiang Jing looked at her aggrieved little expression and found it funny. He reached out and pinched her smooth cheek: "What's wrong? Why the long sigh?"

Nazha looked up, her beautiful eyes glaring resentfully at Jiang Jing, her little mouth pouting enough to hang an oil bottle on:

"What's wrong! Brother Jiang Jing, you really are a super invincible lecher! Having us isn't enough for you? You can't even walk when you see a pretty girl, and you even wanted to add her contact info. Did you take a fancy to her?"

Jiang Jing was amused by her blunt accusation and laughed out loud. Instead of denying it, he admitted it quite straightforwardly: "Yeah, otherwise how would I have all of you?"

Nazha: "???"