Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 107 Human Nature

The sudden, violent shaking plunged the people on the plane into endless panic. Everyone screamed and cried, but to no avail; the plane continued to sway from side to side.

Suddenly, everyone felt a rapid descent, and oxygen masks popped up above each person's seat. Everyone scrambled to put on the oxygen masks.

Mo Mo followed suit and put one on as well. Seeing Yang Nianqing's calm demeanor, Mo Mo also felt there was nothing to be afraid of. After about ten minutes, the plane gradually stabilized, and the captain's voice came over the intercom, "Ladies and gentlemen, this aircraft has safely passed through the turbulence and is scheduled to arrive at its destination in 60 minutes. Please do not worry, and have a pleasant journey. Thank you."

Upon hearing this, everyone cheered with relief, weeping with joy and comforting one another. After more than ten minutes, everyone's emotions gradually calmed down. At this time, several people came over to thank Yang Nianqing and Mo Mo. If it weren't for them, no one dared to predict how things would have turned out.

With these people taking the lead, more and more people expressed their gratitude, but some people were still complaining that Yang Nianqing and Mo Mo were too impulsive. What if they caused the deaths of a whole plane of people because of them?
For example, a middle-aged woman sitting diagonally behind Yang Nianqing was still nagging, "I'm not trying to criticize you, young lady, but you were lucky to show off today. These people didn't react in time. If you hadn't been so lucky, you wouldn't have been able to beat them, and you would have endangered everyone on the plane. You love money, and you don't want to give them the stuff, but you can't do this. Aren't you harming us? They have guns. What if they hit someone else instead of you?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Exactly, it was too impulsive."

"That's right, they don't think things through at all."

The smell on the plane, the stagnant air, and the ringing in her ears from the long flight made Yang Nianqing feel very uncomfortable. The constant accusations and shouting from the other passengers only added to her frustration. Some things were scattered on the ground, and Yang Nianqing kicked one of them away with a loud thud, yelling, "Enough!"

Everyone was terrified; they hadn't forgotten how those two little girls had just dealt with the group of robbers.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman behind Yang Nianqing got agitated and said unreasonably, "What do you want to do? Do you want to hit me? Come on, come on!"

At this point, the others also felt that the middle-aged woman had gone too far. She had been terrified when facing the robbers, but now that the crisis was over, she was acting like a shrew.

"Is this how you do things? Don't you know how to respect the elderly and care for the young? I'm teaching you, young lady, this is for your own good." The woman put on a painstakingly earnest expression.

The other passengers thought this woman was shameless. It was clearly her own doing, and she was just taking advantage of the kindness of the two young girls. Just as everyone was about to speak up against this woman, Yang Nianqing spoke up.

Yang Nianqing sneered: "So this is what human nature is like. It's because of people like you that the Chinese people are becoming more and more indifferent. Saving you is a thankless task. I think there will be fewer and fewer enthusiastic people in the future because it's not worth it."

"What are you saying? What do you mean by 'people like us'? Who are we? Are you insulting me?" the woman suddenly raised her voice and shouted.

Others couldn't stand it anymore and began to condemn her.

"That's enough! If it weren't for those two young girls, we don't even know what would have happened to them."

"That's enough, stop babbling on!"

Upon hearing this, the woman stood up, ready to engage in a fierce verbal battle with the other person, a battle that would last for 300 rounds.

Mo Mo also stood up, looking at the woman with a dangerous gaze, and said coldly, "You'd better shut your mouth now, or I'll tear you to shreds!"

The woman said angrily, "You dare!"

Mo Mo raised his chin slightly, his eyes lifeless. "You can give it a try."

The woman then remembered that the girl had just broken the robber's hand. She swallowed hard and sat down timidly.

Mo Mo glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice, "Please be quiet too."

Everyone nodded quickly. Mo Mo sat down and looked at Yang Nianqing, asking with concern, "What's wrong, Qingqing? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Nianqing patted her chest to suppress the nausea and said, "A little."

"Um..." Fang Chengde was about to ask about the pendant around Yang Nianqing's neck when Mo Mo glared at him.

"Please be quiet!" Mo Mo glared at him and said angrily. Did these people not understand what she was saying? She had to repeat herself again and again.

"Ugh!" The nausea still hadn't subsided, and Yang Nianqing bent over and dry-heaved.

Mo Mo patted her back to help her catch her breath, "How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better? I'll get you a glass of water."

Yang Nianqing waved her hand and gagged again, "No need, ugh! I can't drink it..."

At this moment, a transparent box was extended in front of Yang Nianqing. Yang Nianqing looked up and saw the kind-looking old man with a scar on his forehead. Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "Are you airsick, little girl? This sour plum is very effective for airsickness. Try it."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Nianqing picked up a plum and put it in her mouth. "Thank you." The sour taste of the plum spread in her mouth, and Yang Nianqing did feel much better. She nodded; it really worked.

"I should be thanking you. Otherwise, with my old bones, I wouldn't be able to protect the items, and I'm afraid I would have been killed by them." Jiang Zhe shook his head and smiled. Noticing Mo Mo's gaze, he handed the box over again. "Little girl, would you like some too?"

Seeing Yang Nianqing eating it and looking like it was delicious, Mo Mo also felt a little envious. She thanked her, took one and put it in her mouth. As soon as the sour taste hit her, Mo Mo immediately shuddered, her features scrunched up. She grabbed a trash bag and spat it out. Oh my god, it was so sour! It almost made her cat ears spit out.

Yang Nianqing chuckled and said, "Is it that sour?"

Mo Mo swallowed hard; it was unusually sour.

The old man smiled kindly, took out a business card and handed it to Yang Nianqing. "Young lady, my name is Jiang Zhe. I work in Kyoto. Thank you so much for your help this time. If you need my help in the future, or if you come to Kyoto for a visit, you can call me. I will definitely treat you well."

"Grandpa, you're too kind. My name is Yang Nianqing, and her name is Mo Mo. It was nothing, no need to be so polite," Yang Nianqing said earnestly as she accepted the business card.

"You two are such kind and good girls, thank you so much. You must come visit Grandpa next time you come to Kyoto," Jiang Zhe said gratefully.

At this moment, the airplane announcement came on, reminding all passengers to be seated and that the plane was about to arrive at its destination. Jiang Zhe thanked Yang Nianqing and the other person again and then returned to his seat.

Yang Nianqing had a good impression of the old man. After all, people who know how to be grateful are quite lovable. Yang Nianqing looked at the business card in her hand. The old man was a university professor. Yang Nianqing put the business card in her bag and told Mo Mo to fasten his seatbelt.

The plane landed safely and quickly. The captain called the police while making contact with the ground, and the police arrived very quickly.

Yang Nianqing didn't want the police to ask too many questions, so she pulled Mo Mo away from the crowd and got off the plane first.

It was already dark by then. Breathing in the fresh air, Yang Nianqing felt like she had come back to life. She took off the silk scarf that had been covering her face. "I'm back to life. This flight was so uncomfortable."

Fang Chengde wanted to ask Yang Nianqing about the pendant, but she had already squeezed out. It was so crowded that Fang Chengde looked back and saw a familiar face.

"Second Young Master!" Fang Chengde exclaimed, speechless.

(End of this chapter)