"What's wrong?" Xiao Yue asked after a while.
Although the customs clearance was a private venue solely reserved for them, they could still see the public area.
Ling Qingyu's behavior had clearly changed after glancing outside. Obviously, something had affected her mindset.
As a close confidante who shared deep secrets, Xiao Yue understood the mystery of Ling Qingyu's sixth sense. Most of the time, this girl brought surprises.
To her question, Ling Qingyu shook her head. "Nothing, it's just a passing feeling."
"Alright," Xiao Yue nodded, not probing further since she understood that Ling Qingyu didn't want to say anything.
After all, Ling Qingyu was helpless in this situation. She couldn't just blurt out loud and curse someone else's misfortune, right?
What would people think if they heard Ling Qingyu say that someone's flight would encounter an accident?
Not to mention, anyone—including her girls—wouldn't feel good hearing such ominous words, especially right before flying.
