Kate was first startled, then took her bag and got out of the car. If someone had really been hit, she would need to take him to get checked.
Less than a meter in front of the car, a middle-aged man in a black suit was lying on the ground.
The driver checked where he had parked and, very relieved, muttered to himself, “Good, it wasn’t me who hit him, he fell on his own.”
The agent, upon calming down, thought about how they still had to catch their flight, and this delay might make them late.
Unable to hold back, she cursed at the man, “Are you blind or intentionally looking for trouble? Why aren’t you walking on the sidewalk? What are you doing in the street?”
“And you’re going the wrong way, you’re really something! Do you understand any traffic laws at all if you want to pull a scam?”
Kate didn’t think the man was a scammer, as he was wearing a Carmani suit, a brand that cost at least six figures.
“Alright, Nylan, hold off on the scolding. Let’s first check on his condition, or else the haters will take advantage of this.”
At the mention of this, Nylan finally came to her senses, covering her mouth with her hand and looking around, starting to feel regretful.
She had been quite fierce just now, hope no one took a video of it.
“Sir, are you okay?”
Kate put down her bag and, in her high heels, walked over to help him up.
The man seemed to be fine, just a small scrape on his hand, and his expensive suit was now dirty and wrinkled.
“I’m fine…”
Kate noticed that his face was very pale, an unnatural shade of white, with flakes of skin hanging off, ready to fall off at any moment, like peeling paint.
The blood vessels underneath his skin were also prominent and purplish, making him look quite frightening at first glance.
For a moment, Kate felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
She thought to herself, ‘Perhaps he has leukemia, best not to dwell on it.’
Though thinking so, she knew very well that leukemia patients didn’t look like this.
“Sir, do you have any pain? Should I take you to the hospital for a check-up?”
As she spoke, Nylan hurriedly reminded her, “Kate, our flight is at ten o’clock…”
If they went to the hospital, their schedule for today would be delayed.
Of course, Kate understood what she meant. Although she didn’t hit the man, seeing how bad he looked, she felt it was necessary for him to go to the hospital.
But the man nervously refused her offer, “No, no need. I don’t need to go to the hospital.”
After standing up, he picked up his briefcase from the ground and quickly walked away, as if avoiding someone.
“What a strange man!”
Nylan had never encountered someone like this before and couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.
As the man’s back receded, Kate looked down and suddenly frowned, “He took the wrong bag!”
The bag he took was hers.
And the one left on the ground was his.
Both bags were black and similar in style, no wonder there was a mix-up.
“This… he’s already gone, and we didn’t get his contact information, how can we return the bag to him?”
“Let’s see if there are any IDs or anything in his bag. Then we can leave his belongings at the airport and have the staff notify him to pick them up.”
After Nylan finished speaking, Kate also felt it was the best way.
Reaching out, she unzipped the bag, but what was inside caused her to pale in fright and let out a piercing scream.
“Ah!”
“What’s wrong?”
Her strange reaction left Nylan and the driver bewildered.
Kate, terrified, dropped the bag she was holding, and a round glass bottle rolled out, landing right by her feet with a clatter.
The bottle didn’t contain anything, but a snake!
A living, breathing snake.
A bright green, slender as a little finger, venomous snake.
At that moment, it was lifting its head, its red vertical pupils staring at Kate, and it was opening its mouth towards her feet.
Puff!
The sharp fangs bit into the glass, and after the snake moped briefly, it launched another attack, nearly shattering the entire glass bottle.
Not to mention two delicate women, even a strong man witnessing this scene would feel a chill.
How could there be a live snake in the bottle?
Moreover, judging from its head and color, it was undoubtedly a highly poisonous snake.
More importantly, what should they do now?
Should they try to find the person who was here just now, or should they call 911 and hand over the snake to them for handling?
“Look, there’s a Post-it note stuck on this bottle,” Nylan pointed out.
“Nylan, it’s already past ten o’clock,” the driver glanced at the time on his watch and reminded them.
Kate and Nylan looked at each other in silence.
“Since we’ve missed the flight, we can only reschedule for tomorrow now.”
“Given the situation, that’s all we can do. Let’s first take this snake to where it belongs.”
In Jostrana Airport, a man and a woman who suddenly appeared, became the focus of everyone’s attention, drawing frequent glances from the crowd.
The girl wore a milky white, long fur coat with butterfly sleeves, revealing a cute pink bear sweater inside, with her wavy long hair pulled up into a refreshing bun.
Under her slender eyebrows, there were a pair of bright eyes, watery and clear, soft and charming.
The man next to her who kept feeding her, occasionally using his well-defined big hand to touch her belly, raising his eyebrows and revealing a satisfied smile under his mask.
“Eat more, you’re too thin.”
Cheyenne glanced at the half piece of bread still in her hand, her red lips twitched slightly, “Isn’t this for you to eat? Why did it end up in my stomach?”
Kelvin couldn’t help but find her current obedient and yet coquettish appearance exceedingly charming. He leaned over and pecked her lips lightly.
“So sweet.”
His eyes were filled with the victorious smile, and Cheyenne was caught off guard and kicked him, her voice cold, “We’re about to board, shouldn’t you hurry to security?”
“Take it easy, aren’t there still ten minutes left? I want to see you a little longer, even just a minute.”
His words were so affectionate, his eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance, like a man bidding farewell to his wife, which made Cheyenne’s face blush slightly.
She cleared her throat uneasily and slowly finished nibbling on the bread in her hand, “Do as you like.”