Huangmao's attitude was very bad, but Han Sanqian was not an unreasonable person. Although the children's noise was understandable, Han Nian's crying did have a certain impact on their rest.

So Han Sanqian was not angry, but said apologetically: "Sorry, I have tried my best to coax her. Maybe she is afraid of taking a plane."

When Huangmao saw Han Sanqian's attitude, he thought he was a bully, and his arrogant arrogance was even more arrogant and said, "This is the first class cabin. I spent so much money just to be able to rest on the way. If you can't calm her down, don't blame me for being rude."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'll find a way." Han Sanqian said, patting Han Nian gently, hoping that this way would relieve her crying.

After returning to his seat, Huangmao said to his girlfriend next to him: "Okay, I have taught him a lesson. You can rest first. If you make trouble again, I will give him some color."

The girl next to her was dyed pink, and her thick makeup was even more exaggerated than the ones who sang the big show. She said impatiently: "If it affects my rest, you can give them some money and let them down."

"No problem, money is a trivial matter, but it must not affect your rest." Huangmao said with a smile.

Han Sanqian almost tried all his skills and finally calmed down Han Nian. The little girl might have been tired of crying, so she fell asleep.

Han Sanqian let out a long sigh, and found that it was really difficult to take care of a child with leucorrhea. This short time of crying was even more difficult than his life in the center of the earth.

Half of the two-day journey, because Han Nian was discomfort when changing the diapers to Han Nian, it caused him to feel discomfort. It is normal for children to cry at this time.

Because Han Sanqian was slow in movements and was afraid that the noise caused to other passengers would be caused to the noise for too long, he handed over Han Nian to He Ting, who was more proficient in movements and could complete them in a shorter time.

Taking advantage of this time, Han Sanqian went to the toilet.

But Han Nian's crying aroused the dissatisfaction of the young man at this time.

"Just crying, you know how to cry, why don't you die!" The girl gritted her teeth when she couldn't bear it.

After hearing this, Huangmao, who is a flower guard, stood up and said, "Leave it to me, I'll let them get out immediately."

He Ting put Han Nian in her position and bent her waist to change Han Nian's diapers, but at this time, she was suddenly kicked. If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, her hands would have been directly supported on Han Nian. Such a force would have caused unimaginable damage to a baby.

"What are you doing?" He Ting said angrily when she turned to see the yellow hair.

"What am I doing?" Huangmao was particularly arrogant. She probably thought He Ting was more likely to bully, so she didn't leave any room for anything and said, "Do you want me to help you calm her down? I can let this little guy sleep until he gets off the plane with one punch."

"She is just a child, is it necessary to be so petty?" He Ting said.

"She quarreled my girlfriend to rest, so what about the child? Who are you until I am?" Huangmao said disdainfully.

He Ting is a person with a strong old mindset. She can't understand the exaggerated dress of young people nowadays. In her eyes, yellow hair is like a lunatic full of feathers.

"I advise you not to cause trouble. This plane is for Yuncheng." He Ting kindly reminded.

Yuncheng is Han Sanqian's territory. If Han Sanqian is provoked, this yellow-haired man will never have a good end.

However, He Ting's kind reminder was regarded as looking down on him by Huangmao.

"Scared me, do you think I'm easy to bully? I'll give you three seconds, otherwise I'll help you myself." Huangmao said.

It is impossible to calm Han Nian in three seconds.

He Ting didn't know what Huangmao wanted to do, so she could only protect Han Nian.

"Don't do anything randomly. If you hurt her, I'm afraid you will even lose your life." He Ting said.

Huang Hair was young and energetic, and when he heard this, he was even more angry. The middle-aged woman dressed in garbage looked like she was from the countryside, and she didn't know how she got into the first class.

"Is that so? I want to see how powerful you are. Scare me. You don't know my status in Yuncheng." After Huang Mao said that, he directly reached out and pulled He Ting's hair, trying to pull He Ting away.

He Ting's scalp hurts because of the pull, but her hands holding the armrests of the seat showed no sign of letting go. She would rather be injured by herself than let the yellow hair hurt Han Nian.

At this time, the crew came over and saw Huangmao hitting someone. He quickly persuaded him: "Sir, please sit back in your seat and don't do such dangerous actions."

Huangmao glared at the flight attendant and angrily scolded: "Stop meddling in other people's business. Believe it or not, I'll let you lose your job, get out of here."

The flight attendant knew that the guests who could take the first class were not small people, and the yellow-haired man wearing famous brands was obviously very rich people at home. Usually, very rich people also have a certain status. It would not be strange if he used some dark means to let himself lose his job.

"If you get off the plane, let's talk about it. If the flight attendant alarms, this matter will be even more troublesome." The flight attendant reminded with kindness.

Huangmao obviously did not accept this kindness. He was used to being domineering. If he didn't teach He Ting a lesson, how could he get out of Taiwan?

"What I said is not clear enough, right? I'll tell you to get out." The yellow-haired and pubic person said, looking at the flight attendant with a pussy look.

At this time, He Ting said, "Young man, I advise you to stop immediately, otherwise it will be too late for you to take it back."

When Han Sanqian comes out of the toilet, Han Sanqian will never let him go.

This is Han Sanqian's pearl in his hand. Whoever dares to hurt her is equivalent to slinging her life?

"Old woman, where did you get the confidence to threaten me? Even when I arrive in Yuncheng, I can still play you to death and scare me? You don't see what you are." As Huangmao said, he pulled He Ting's hair very hard.

He Ting raised her head, but her body did not move, and she still protected Han Nian tightly. It didn't matter if she was injured herself, she had to protect Han Nian's completeness.

"I'm pretty stubborn, I want to see how capable you are." Huangmao almost used all his strength.

He Ting felt that her entire scalp was about to be torn off.

Seeing that the matter was getting worse and worse, the flight attendant should go to the flight attendant to solve the problem, but she did not dare to provoke this yellow-haired man, for fear of losing her job, so she could only walk towards the toilet, hoping that Han Sanqian would calm the matter down after he came out.

There are three kinds of people who are divided into three parts. Han Sanqian was enjoying the pleasure of excretion when a sudden rush of knocking on the door sounded.

"Didn't you see anyone?" Han Sanqian said helplessly.

"Sir, something happened. Can you come out as soon as possible?" said the flight attendant outside the door.

Something happened!

Han Sanqian thought of Huangmao at the first time. Could it be that this kid is in trouble again?

In less than ten seconds, Han Sanqian opened the toilet door and walked towards the seat before he could hear the flight attendant's explanation.

When he saw the yellow-haired hair pulling He Ting's hair tightly, the anger in Han Sanqian's heart instantly rose.

His attitude towards yellow-haired before was very harmonious, because Han Nian did have an impact on his rest, but if things go to the level of action, Han Sanqian would not be apologetic.

Huangmao did not realize that the crisis was moving towards him step by step. He Ting, who had no power to resist, was like an ant that he could fiddle with.

"If you don't let go, I won't show mercy." After saying this, Huangmao kicked He Ting in the waist.

He Ting was so painful that she was sucking coldly, but her obsession with protecting Han Nian still made her hold the handrail tightly.

At this moment, Huangmao suddenly felt a hand pinching his throat, and for only a moment, he felt that he couldn't breathe.

"Let her go." Han Sanqian's extremely cold voice came from his ears.
Chapter completed!