She knew how to do many things, but just not how to fly a plane and had never had the chance to learn.
"It depends on your performance," Nan Mufeng hummed.
"How should I perform?"
"For instance, when we get married..."
Nan Mufeng's voice trailed off meaningfully.
Jian Xi understood his hint in a second and kicked him, "Scram, I don't need your lessons, I'll teach myself! Just hurry up and buy that plane."
"Yes, my dear wife!"
In the future, they might often have to travel between Jiangcheng and Skaro City, and having a private plane would be more convenient.
Taxi Driver: Asking for the area of the shadow, huh!
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When they returned home, Old Master Nan and Yu Ling were already waiting in the living room.
The couple, casually dressed in matching outfits and wearing canvas shoes, looked every bit the part of returning travelers. The servants brought in bags large and small, but Jian Xi herself carried a paper bag and respectfully handed it to Grandpa Nan.
