The incident involving the nationally renowned paparazzo Han XX appearing at the airport and bringing along a terrifying attack of unclear significance quickly spread across the internet.
People had all sorts of theories. Some said it was revenge against society, some said an evil cult was backing it, while others said Han XX had merely intended to stir up trouble and make big news, only to end up paying the price himself.
But whatever the truth was, it was no longer important to the Song Family. Because time was tight, the moment they woke up that morning, Mr. Ah Qi arranged for everyone from the Song Family to board another flight.
This time, the Song Family's destination was the ancestral graves near Mount Tai, so the final destination of this flight, which had begun over the land of South America, was Jinan.
Song Ying had only just gotten up and was terribly tired. After boarding the plane, she had intended to put on her eye mask and immediately fall asleep, but something happened right away that banished all traces of sleepiness.
"Luo Qiu? What are you doing here..."
Inside the cabin, a young woman wore a look of surprise. She was so startled that she even covered her lips in a somewhat unladylike manner.
She was a typical Oriental beauty, with an appearance that did not belong to the ordinary world and was as soothing as a pure lotus.
Mr. Ah Qi had said that she was the Old Madam's granddaughter, and that she would be joining them for the rest of the journey.
In fact, this aircraft was not a scheduled flight at all, but a private plane belonging to the Zhang Family.
"Oh... what a coincidence."
The surroundings seemed to fall silent at once.
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