Rong Xuelong was very irritable.
She was so irritable that she wanted to fight with God.
In the past, in the Rong family, she had such an unbearable status, but she could live so lawlessly. In the end, it was also because of the Old Master's favor.
She was the Rong family's first child. Although she was a daughter, the Old Master treated her as half a grandson.
He had never despised her because of her birth.
"The plane is mine! I can let it fly as I want! I'll be responsible if anything happens! Don't persuade me!" Rong Xuelong didn't want to care about anything.
"Ms. Rong, can you wait another two hours? The Weather Bureau said that a thunderstorm might pass in two hours. You should be able to wait…" The airport staff also had a headache.
"Two hours! My grandfather can't wait a minute now! I have to rush back! I have to!" Rong Xuelong was anxious.