I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 143:

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"Ms. Han, Miss, just encountered the airflow, please fasten your seat belts to avoid collision injuries." The captain's calm voice sounded inside the aircraft through the radio.

The flight attendant appeared quickly, ready to help Jiang Mian back to the room.

"Where's father." Jiang Mian didn't move.

"Zong Han is in the study."

Jiang Mian walked straight to the study.

At this time, the plane was shaking slightly again, and the flight attendants were very anxious. If Jiang Mian was injured under their noses, they would be responsible as specially hired personal flight attendants.

"Miss, you..." the flight attendant said anxiously.

Jiang Mian took two steps and stopped, interrupting the flight attendant, and pointed to Xingran's head: "You are injured."

She told the flight attendant: "Take him to deal with the injury."

Xing Ran was stunned, only to feel that there was warm liquid flowing down from his temples, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and it was blood red.

Although Xing Ran was ordered by Jiang Mian to return to the room to rest, he did not really rest in the room.

He has been paying attention to Jiang Mian, and if Jiang Mian has any needs, he can know immediately.

When the fuselage shook violently, Xingran didn't stand firm and knocked his head.

He was worried about Jiang Mian, and he didn't notice the pain at all. If Jiang Mian suddenly pointed out, he didn't know that he was injured.

"I..." He shook his head to say that he was okay, but this shook his head, as if turning on some kind of switch, the pain he ignored hit violently, and he was dizzy and his body began to shake.

Jiang Mian asked the flight attendant to notify the accompanying doctor. Xing Ran was taken back to the room and secured with a seat belt. She did not stay and quickly came to the study.

Before approaching, the study door opened, and the local tyrant stepped out quickly, Han Jiayuan followed behind him, and repeatedly said: "Mianmian will be fine, you should fasten your seat belt first, I will go to sleep..."

Seeing Jiang Mian, Han Jiayuan had to swallow the words back.

"father."

"It's okay." Seeing the undamaged baby girl, Han Xu lost his heart and couldn't help but educate her, "Let you fasten your seat belt, how can you run here."

"I'm worried about Dad."

Han Xu's face suddenly showed the kind of expression that is full of women.

Jiang Mian and Han Xu returned to the study. The father and daughter sat on a fixed sofa and fastened their seat belts. Han Jiayuan went to pick up the documents that fell on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Han Xu's eyelids twitched and shouted, "Hurry up and sit down."

"It's okay." Han Jiayuan said, these files cannot be destroyed.

He was about to straighten up, and the fuselage shook heavily. The frightened Han Jiayuan quickly found a place to sit down.

If it weren't for worrying about the baby girl by his side, Han Xu would be able to scold Han Jiayuan with blood.

Rao was so, and he cursed a few words.

He stopped paying attention to Han Jiayuan, and turned his head to find that the baby girl had a small face, seeming to be thinking about something, wanting to be fascinated.

"Mian Mian." Han Xu waved in front of Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian looked up with a strange expression. She asked the local tyrant father: "Dad, was this plane bought last year?"

Han Xu nodded, showing doubts, doesn't the baby girl know how to ask.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips: "Have you encountered this situation before?"

Han Xu came to understand that the baby girl must have been frightened by the turbulence of the airplane. He quickly stroked the soft long hair of the baby girl, softly comforting: "It is rare to encounter air currents. Okay, don't be afraid, ah."

Weather, a natural phenomenon, is sometimes difficult to predict. Perhaps the weather station predicted that there will be no rain today and the weather is fine, but in the end it will rain heavily.

It is also a matter of probability that the plane encounters turbulence.

Han Xu is lucky. He often uses a private jet to fly around. He hasn't encountered air currents before.

After changing the plane, this is the first time I have encountered such a strong turbulence.

If not, he wouldn't have to be so nervous Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian nodded, did not say anything, changed the subject, and talked about other things with the tyrant father.

The turbulence lasted for about one minute, after which the captain informed him that he was safe, and Jiang Mian got up: "Dad, you continue to work, I will go see Xingran."

Han Xu frowned: "What happened to him?"

"He accidentally broke his head."

Han Xu: "..."

Looking at the disappearing back of the baby girl, Han Xu held his chin: The baby girl seemed to have a heart for the stars, no, she hurried back after getting off the plane, as expected, she can't use the stars again.

The local tyrant is determined to change his family.

...

As soon as he left the study, Jiang Mian's expression instantly turned cold.

Suddenly encountering turbulence, this incident gave her a wake-up call.

The local father received a box lunch when the original owner was twenty-four years old. At that time, she and Gu Qiwen were married for two years.

After the local tyrant father received the box lunch, within two months, the original owner's legs were interrupted by Shen Shiqing, and he was thrown into the nursing home and tortured.

The original owner had been tortured in the nursing home for several years. When he went offline, he was just after his 28th birthday.

As for the specific reasons for the local tyrant father to receive the box lunch, the original text only uses the words "aircraft crash" to summarize. I don't know when, the only thing I know is the accident on the way abroad.

Know nothing else.

As a local tyrant, there is a private jet, so naturally he will not take a passenger plane.The "aircraft crash" must have happened on a private jet.

Whether this "wreck" was caused by weather changes during the voyage or the aircraft itself, it is uncertain.

A touch of irritation rose in Jiang Mian's heart. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

At present, the box lunch crisis between the actor father and the detective father in the original work has been resolved.

But the situation of the local tyrant father is different from that of the actor father. As long as the actor father is prevented from going to the United States to film "Death Plan 3", nothing will happen.

However, the nature of the job of the local tyrant father is that it is commonplace to fly by plane. It is impossible for her to prevent the local tyrant father from taking the plane, and now because of her arrival, the original plot has been changed, leading to some plots ahead of schedule.

Therefore, it is not certain at all, in which year the local tyrant father's "aircraft crash" will occur, which is fatal.

How can she avoid it.

Perhaps as long as you avoid the male and female heroes and stay away from Gu Qiwen, these subsequent plots will not happen.

But she dare not bet.

When she first arrived, she stayed away from the hero and the hero and changed the plot, but the actor's father went to the United States to film "Death Plan 3" but the matter was advanced. If she hadn't asked the celestial father to stop the actor's father, the actor father had already gone to the United States.

With such a premise, Jiang Mian did not dare to take risks.

She stood in place, her eyes down in thought, her eyebrows twisted.

Thinking of these things in her heart, a cold hostility was invisibly shrouded in her body, which shocked a flight attendant who came to "escort" her back.

When the flight attendant touched Jiang Mian's cold gaze, he subconsciously stopped the movement, and a touch of fear rose in his heart.

There are six specially hired flight attendants. They are all excellent employees of regular airlines, with three flight attendants and three flight attendants.

The flight attendant's impression of Jiang Mian rested on being gentle and polite.

——At first, she thought it would be difficult for the rich lady to serve, and warned herself that when facing Jiang Mian, she must be careful and careful not to make her angry and avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

When it's okay, the flight attendants will gather for small talk, and everyone agrees that the eldest lady is better with the big boss.

At this moment, suddenly facing Jiang Mian's suddenly cold gaze, the flight attendant suddenly felt: They seemed to be wrong...

Yu Guang noticed the flight attendant, Jiang Mian calmed down his ups and downs, and asked quietly, "How is Xingran?"

The flight attendant immediately returned to his senses and found that Jiang Mian's feeling of "fear" disappeared from her body, but still cautiously replied, "He has a broken head, and Dr. Li has taken care of his injury. There is no problem."

Jiang Mian nodded casually and went straight back to his bedroom.

The flight attendant blinked, her face was puzzled, she thought Jiang Mian would visit Xingran.

Xingran's identity on the plane is not a secret, everyone knows it.

With a clean temperament and a gentle appearance, he looks like a handsome and elegant boy with a scroll in his hand. He is the top card of the male model club. Mr. Han is here to serve his daughter.

They were envious when they discussed in private.

Especially the three flight attendants, they were so shocked that they couldn't even give birth to jealousy, except for envy or envy.

An air hostess quietly said: "If I become Jiang Mian, I will die."

is not it.

She has everything.

...

Jiang Mian returned to the bedroom and looked at the phone. After the video call between her and the actor father was suddenly interrupted, the actor father called several more and sent a series of messages. The last sentence was: [Baby, Dad is going to film a movie, see the reply.

Jiang Mian replied a few words, then walked to the window and looked at the dark sky outside, his eyes darkened.

Probably noticing that she was in a bad mood, the little paper figures who ran around on the plane came back from under the crack in the door.

In order to be able to run to Jiang Mian quickly, the little paper man twisted himself into a thin strip, kicked it under his feet, jumped onto the bed, and when he was about to kick again, he pinched it up with two fingers.

The little paper man immediately climbed along the pole, holding Jiang Mian's fingers on the back of her hand, twisting and twisting against Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian poked it: "Are you making me happy?"

The little paper man stopped and nodded his little head very solemnly.

Jiang Mian couldn't laugh, she suddenly reacted, she got into the tip of the horns-caring was messy, she didn't know how to prevent the local tyrant father's lunch incident.

In fact, the solution is very easy. In the future, the local tyrant will take a plane to go abroad, and she will just follow the whole journey-this is the dumbest and most effective method.

She didn't believe it. If she followed, the local tyrant father could have trouble.

"Miss." The door was knocked and Xingran's voice came.

Jiang Mian, who had figured it out, eased, letting the little paper man get into her hair and got up to open the door.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Mian glanced at his head, with white gauze pasted on the wound, with blood leaking out, "If you are injured, take a good rest."

"It's just a little hurt, it won't matter." Xingran's heart warmed, his eyes dimmed with a smile, "I made some desserts, would you like to try them?"

His eyes swept across the tray, but Jiang Mian did not answer.

Facing Xingran's expectant gaze, she said lightly: "Take it back, I don't like desserts."

"Okay." Xingran carefully hid his loss. After the door was closed, he looked down at the dessert on the tray.

He had made these desserts in the kitchen before, and he went back to the room to pick up some things in the middle, but he encountered airflow.

After dealing with the injury, he went to the kitchen to bring out the baked dessert. Knowing that Jiang Mian had returned to the room, he hesitated for two seconds before knocking on the door.

It turns out that she doesn't like desserts.

He jotted it down in his heart, his eyes swept across a small cake, he was startled, and his face suddenly paled.

——The shape of this little cake is heart-shaped.