A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1718

Angie was young and was as pretty as a picture when she embarked on her first overseas voyage.

Through the plane's window, she saw the wide blue yonder, the gentle waters, and stars dotting the entire sky.

The sounds of the rumbling engine were like a gentle ballad to Angie.

This unanticipated departure launched her into an ecstasy of hope and bliss.

She kept imagining how Ye Fan would react when he saw her. Would he be surprised? Would he be too stunned to speak?

“He's definitely going to be stupefied. Haha...” This young lady giggled uncontrollably at her thoughts.

The passenger seated next to her was absolutely enthralled by her dainty smile and laughter.

What a loveable and sweet little thing! He couldn't move his eyes away from her. Everything about Angie —her beauty, gentility, and cutesy gestures—was a pure allurement to him.

That reminded this man in the forties of his youth. He jogged down the memory lane and thought of another young girl that lay in his embrace when he was younger.

Of course, Angie was oblivious to the reactions around her.

Her mind was solely focused on the meeting with Ye Fan. Something that was going to happen very soon.

The more she thought about it, the more she looked forward to it.

She then hummed along to the music that was playing in her headphones.

“And I don't know how it gets better than this.

“You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless.

“And I don't know why,

“But with you I'd dance in a storm

“In my best dress, fearless.

“Oh...”

Her clear sweet voice harmonized immaculately with the melodic tune.

Angie's innocence and chirpiness added some merriment to everyone's otherwise dull flight.

Her carefree behavior had some effect on the man next to her—he started singing too!

“So baby drive slow, til' we run out of road in this one-horse town.

“I wanna stay right here in this passenger seat. You put your eyes on me.

“In this moment now capture it, remember it...”

The same song sparked two vastly different feelings in Angie and the man. To her, it was a song filled with hope, and to him, it was pieces of memories that came flowing back to him.

In short, every soul had their unique story to tell.

She had a man whom she missed, and he had a girl who got away.

While Angie traversed through the night sky, Ye Fan enjoyed the caress of the sun.

Mucheng was still planning what to wear for her honeymoon. Her clothes had occupied every inch of space on the bed.

Women are sometimes mind-boggling to watch. Take Mucheng as an example. She only wanted to buy a dress initially, but it would need a matching pair of shoes. That wasn't the only concern. She would also need a suitable bra to be worn under the dress.

Of course, a sunhat and a pair of sunglasses were necessary for a honeymoon. After getting the full gear, she thought the dress didn't look right with the whole ensemble and had to buy another one.

That process kept repeating, resulting in a garment-flooded bed.

As for Ximei, she was busy planning the baby shower for the young boy she took in. She was going to invite friends and families for a photo session with the baby.

It was apparent that she treated this kiddo like her biological grandchild from the way she went out of her way to organize the celebration.

In addition to that, she started calling the baby Fan Junior. Perhaps that was her way of hastening the newlyweds to make babies?

Ye Fan was peeved that Ximei gave the child a nickname so similarto his name.

“I'm Ye Fan, and you call him Fan Junior? How would people think of us? They are going to assume that this child is mine, aren't they?”

“I don't care. You and Mucheng were taking your own sweet time. If you had a child, I wouldn't have given this baby that name. Hmph!” Ximei huffed.