A server served the Wolfberry tea. Han Zhan took a sip, turned sideways, looked out of the window towards the boarding ladder, and saw Xiong Jian boarding with Song Shiqing and Song Ci.
Han Zhan's gaze landed on Song Shiqing first. After he had taken a glimpse at the man, his eyes then landed on Song Ci behind him.
That day, Song Ci was wearing the same generic white blouse as Xiong Jian and the rest, along with a black suit, black tie, and stood with her back straightened. The standard pilot uniform on her could make one associate it with naughty thoughts.
For example, a uniform fetish or something.
She had tied her hair in a bun and worn a hat over it. She tainted her porcelain fair cheeks with a blush on, and she seemed more energetic compared to the day of the interview.
As she walked up the boarding ladder, her hips swayed seductively.
As Han Zhan watched this scene, he suddenly remembered Li Li's question the other day.
