Su Shen had gone ahead to handle the boarding procedures, and by the time everything was finally sorted, it felt like forever.
The plane they were taking turned out to be a small aircraft with just over forty seats. Despite its size, Gu Zi was quietly pleased—it was exactly the sort of plane she preferred.
Small planes, while more exclusive, were surprisingly comfortable, less turbulent, and, most importantly to her delicate pregnant state, free from the stuffy, metallic odor that often clung to the larger aircraft. All in all, this was a very considerate option.
They soon found their seats and settled in. In this era, flying was still a rarity reserved for society's upper crust, the sort of people who wouldn't blink twice at casually requesting a flight.
