I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse Chapter 606: The Son-in-law and the Young Miss1

"Thump, thump, thump, dear passengers, we regret to inform you. The flight 5454 from Yuhang to Putian cannot take off due to air traffic control reasons and the departure will be delayed until six o’clock in the evening..."

A million alpacas stampeded through my mind!

That was your imdiate reaction as you sat on the bench near the boarding gate upon hearing this announcent.

Because the check-in procedure required you to be half an hour early, in just under twelve minutes, you sprinted from Ladies’ Ho to the airport. And now, you’d barely sat down, your backside hadn’t even ward the seat, and they were actually saying the plane would be delayed by two hours!

"Old wood in Ganlin!"

A middle-aged uncle sitting not far from you cursed what you were thinking.

But, as much as you cursed, after all, the airplane wasn’t yours. If they said six o’clock, then six it must be.

You turned and asked Zhao’er, who was wearing a pink bunny mask to your left, "Zhao’er, are you hungry?"

Zhao’er shook her head slightly, "I just ate with Little Yun, not hungry."

You then turned to look at Wu Qiyi beside you, also wearing a little tiger mask, "How about we go up to the café and sit for a while? Waiting these two hours will drive people crazy with boredom."

Wu Qiyi, who had been watching you, fluttered her long eyelashes and said softly, "Just wait three more minutes, they’re arranging it already."

"Hmm?"

You blinked in surprise, not quite understanding the aning of Wu Qiyi’s words, and at that mont, two ground staff approached you, their faces bearing the standard courteous smiles, "The three of you, please, the plane is ready. Follow us."

"Mm." Wu Qiyi nodded slightly, then took Zhao’er by the hand and followed the staff.

Scratching your head, you picked up the backpacks of Wu Qiyi and Zhao’er and dashed after them with a look of confusion on your face.

After descending two flights of stairs and reaching the ground, the three of you boarded an electric four-wheeler toward a secluded area of the airport. Soon enough, a white plane, a size smaller than regular comrcial jets, ca into view.

Although you had sowhat expected it, facing it in reality was incredibly astonishing.

You had flown on planes many tis, but this was absolutely your first ti on a private jet!

Just as the three of you took your seats, the chairs were even more spacious and comfortable than first class, two sweet-looking flight attendants ca up and fastened your seat belts, their voices clear as they said, "Welco aboard this flight."

The private jet had a special runway and didn’t have assigned seating. Once you were seated, it took off straight away.

The plane was slightly bumpy at first, but it quickly stabilized. As the seatbelt sign turned off, Wu Qiyi unbuckled her belt and then helped Zhao’er with hers, before turning to look at you, her eyes fixed and unblinking.

"What’s the matter, why are you looking at like that?"

After a mont of silence, she finally spoke, "That... I did sothing."

If anyone from the Wu Family Clan were present, they would probably be shocked to the core, because they had never seen, nor even imagined, the Young Master of Luanfeng Pavilion, the Eldest Daughter of the Wu Family, showing such a coy and bashful expression and deanor like a little girl!

"What did you do?"

"I said so things in front of them to get rid of the entanglents of my peers in the family," she paused before you could reply, inferring, "Did you piss them off?" Not waiting for Wu Qiyi’s answer, you continued, "No worries, you’ve got . If they bother you, I’ll throw a Sen Luo Curse their way, I guarantee they’ll bow their heads and be as obedient as a pile of sycophants."

"No, of course I never took these people seriously. It’s just that dealing with them one by one is too troubleso, so I simply told them that I already have soone I like, and that we are already living together... Moreover, my father heard it too." By the end of her statent, Wu Qiyi had already looked away, two delicate blushes quietly blooming on her cheeks.

"That... That person isn’t , is it?" You pointed at yourself.

"What do you think?"

Upon hearing your words, Wu Qiyi switched from her previous girlish shyness to a faintly annoyed expression, clearly displeased with the ambiguity in your question.

"Well... It’s just a pretext anyway. Uncle Wu is very understanding and sees through everything, I guess he’ll know the truth; as for the others, who cares if they drop dead."

Seeing you trying hard to disassociate yourself, Wu Qiyi couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh and decided not to speak anymore.

The cabin suddenly beca quiet again.

Although the plane was small, it was fast. When the sky was filled with sunset glow, the private jet stopped at a dedicated area for private planes at Putian Airport.

After disembarking, the three of you went through the VIP channel, and at the end of the passage was a black nanny van waiting.

"Miss, it was a long journey."

Seeing you appear, two good-looking young girls hurried forward to take the luggage from Wu Qiyi and Zhao’er.

After getting in the car, one of the girls asked Wu Qiyi, "Miss, shall we go to the hotel now, or sowhere else?"

Wu Qiyi didn’t answer, instead she turned to look at you.

After thinking for a mont, you imdiately said, "Let’s go to the hotel first. We’ve been busy all day. Let’s rest for tonight and there’s still half a day’s journey on mountain roads tomorrow."

As you spoke, you casually took out a bottle of juice from the car’s refrigerator and started drinking it.

"Mountain roads? Are the young master and miss planning to go hiking?"

"Pfft!" You almost choked on the juice and quickly lifted your head, looking at the girl in surprise, "What did you just call ?"

"Son-in-law," the girl said, as if it was the most natural thing.

Seeing you looking over, Wu Qiyi simply shrugged, "I really had nothing to do with that."

"Who told you to call that?"

"It was the old lady who asked us to call you that, son-in-law."

"Old lady?" Your brows furrowed, and naturally, the image of Wu Qiyi’s grandmother, the stubborn old lady Shangguan Wenxiu, ca to mind.

"Is the old lady also here?"

"The old lady just left three days ago. She arranged for us to wait here for the miss, saying that the miss would co with the son-in-law."

Hearing that Shangguan Wenxiu had already left, you couldn’t help but let out a long sigh, shaking your hand and giving a wry smile, "Forget it, call whatever you want. I’m a bit tired. Let’s head to the hotel now."

The hotel arranged by Shangguan Wenxiu was naturally high-end, classy, and aweso.

When the nanny van stopped, you, lowering the car window, originally thought you’d be facing a high-rise hotel, several stories tall, but to your utter surprise, what actually appeared before you was a small rural courtyard with a signboard that read—Little Qing Inn.