Can't fit a third person

"how can you be so uncultured?" She muttered softly.

Zhuang Yan frowned. don't say that.

Then, he carefully looked up at Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao didn't seem to care at all. She didn't care about him, and she wouldn't care about how the people around him talked about her.

Most of the people in business class had left, so Wen Qiao got up to get her luggage.

A small backpack was placed in the overhead storage compartment. Zhuang Yan instinctively reached out to help her take it, and his body covered her from behind.

Fu Nanli saw this scene the moment he came out of the cockpit. It was extremely glaring. His jaw clenched slightly, and he quickened his steps.

Wen Qiao turned around and gave Zhuang Yan a hard push. Zhuang Yan lost his balance and stumbled a few steps, but his sister caught him. His sister couldn't take it anymore and said indignantly, " "What's wrong with you, little girl? My little brother was kind enough to help you carry your things, why did you push him?"

Zhuang Yan grabbed his sister's wrist. forget it, it's fine.

"What do you mean by fine? How did he become fine? This little girl is your classmate, but she's so rude when she talks to you. Is there such a rude and uncultured person?"

With her back facing Fu Nanli, Wen Qiao looked at the Zhuang siblings coldly. "I don't need his help."

"What's wrong with you?"

Fu Nanli walked to Wen Qiao's side and reached out to hold her in his arms, his expression indifferent. "My girlfriend said she doesn't need his help. Don't you understand?"

Although Zhuang Yi had never met Fu Nanli before, she knew that the eldest young master of the fu family was a Captain in Dongchuan. With his looks, height, and aura, who else could he be other than Fu Nanli?

Her anger immediately dissipated. To think that this young lady was Fu Nanli's girlfriend. No wonder she was so arrogant. She had the right to be arrogant.

Zhuang Yan watched as Fu Nanli wrapped his arm around Wen Qiao's waist, and Wen Qiao leaned gently in his arms. His heart ached terribly, and he could only pull his sister out.

She couldn't help but turn back to look. Fu Nanli was holding Wen Qiao's face in his hands, and Wen Qiao was smiling at him. It was as if there was no one else around, and there couldn't be a third person.

Her heart clenched, and in the end, she turned her head back, no longer looking at them.

Fu Nanli cupped her face in his hands, while Wen Qiao supported herself with both hands on his waist. "He wanted to help me with my things, but I pushed him away."

Fu Nanli pulled her into his arms with one hand and picked up her little backpack from the shelf with the other. With it in his hand, he walked out.

"Yes, I saw it."

The two made a short stop in helsinki before taking a train to Iceland.

Northern Europe was filled with silver and white. Unfortunately, they were on the same train as Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Yi.

Wen Qiao had never taken public transport with Fu Nanli before. It was always him who was the captain. It was her first time taking a train with Fu Nanli as a passenger.

The carriage was filled with people, many of whom were Chinese.

Fu Nanli's bodyguards sat at the back, while he and Wen Qiao sat in the same row. Like any other passenger, he got his men to prepare some food and fruits.

The heating in the train was sufficient, and he felt a little thirsty. He asked the bodyguard to pass him a box of cherries, opened it gently, and took one out to feed Wen Qiao.

Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Yi were sitting right behind them, so they could see their actions clearly.

Zhuang Yi didn't know about her brother and Wen Qiao's past. She said in a low voice, " young master Fu Pampers his girlfriend so much. He's treating his girlfriend like his daughter.

As she spoke, she saw Fu Nanli open the lid of the thermos and bring it to Wen Qiao's mouth.

Wasn't he pampering her like a daughter?