Pet King Chapter 369: Ten Years After Its Death

Chapter 369: Ten Years After Its Death

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On the return trip to China, Fina took the initiative to request to go to sleep in the game. Since she knew the flight would not fly over Egypt, she would not waste time waiting anymore. Besides, the airplane seat was unfortable, and the bumping during taking off and landing was a bit frightening.

Zhang Zian was so happy because this helped him save money. Apart from himself, he only needed to buy one extra ticket for Richard.

On the flight to the United States, Richard's seat was close to the aisle. This time, it was clever enough to demand that it should sit by the window and Zhang Zian would sit beside it.

Once on the plane, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the stewardesses were good-looking, young, and slender. He wondered if it was the Thanksgiving pliments from United Airlines… he kept gazing at the stewardesses after he boarded the plane.

Jumping to its own seat, Richard looked out through the porthole at the misty Los Angeles International Airport.

Plenty of silver-grey giant birds were parked on the runway, and from time to time, there were planes taking off or landing. The airport shuttle buses carrying travelers were driving among various terminals. Even on this rainy day, the third-largest airport in the United States was still very busy.

The surrounding passengers were talking ????in various languages whether the rainy day would affect the normal take-off of this flight, but so far, no broadcast of delayed departure had been received from the captain.

Richard felt bored. Zhang Zian had made great progress in his spoken English during the trip to the United States, and was able to engage in ordinary conversations without its help. And he didn’t need to speak at all right now, for his eyes were busier than the airport shuttle buses.

If Richard knew this would be the case, it would also have required taking a nap in the game so that when they arrived home, Richard would have the energy to disturb Zhang Zian while he was sleeping.

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She was sitting on a seat next to a window, quietly waiting for the plane's take-off. To her right-hand side was sitting a rude middle-aged man, looking at her from time to time with a discerning and shrewd gaze, as if sizing up something for sale—a gaze that reminded her of her ex-husband. She was certain that at some point after the plane took off, he would certainly find an opportunity to approach her and talk to her.

So, she took the laptop out of her suitcase, opened it, and put it on her lap, launching a document and acting like she was very busy. She had no plans to start her next romantic relationship, at least not for now.

The document was a roughly pleted speech. She just needed to improve some of the details.

In recent years, she had bee accustomed to writing such speeches for raising funds for the Alex Foundation, having been doing so even more frequently than writing her academic reports. On the contents of her speeches, some people could understand, but others couldn’t, and the accusation of her being too radical was heard oftentimes. Even nowadays, some people thought that Alex was just another joke, a parrot version of the horse named "Clever Hans