When Yu Jingrong arrived at the first-class cabin under the guidance of the flight attendant, she was the last person to complete the setup inside.
At her seat, there was currently a delicate little beauty sitting there—big eyes, sharp chin, makeup meticulously applied, long curled lashes, and slightly pouted thin lips with a hint of moist allure.
The cabin was well-heated, so she had taken off her jacket, revealing a low-necked sweater paired with shorts, her long slender legs wrapped in black stockings—stylish and seductive.
She was leaning outward on Yu Jingrong's seat, her face adorned with a coquettish smile. As Yu Jingrong and the flight attendant approached her, blocking her view, her smile instantly faded, replaced by a cold and impatient expression aimed at the flight attendant.
Not until the flight attendant said that this seat belonged to Yu Jingrong and requested her to move did she reluctantly bring her smile back.