The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 305. Airplane Crash (27 more updates)

Chapter 305: 305. Airplane Crash (27 more updates)

"Chen Su, you’re overthinking it. I don’t dislike you, but I don’t like you either. I understand your feelings, but we are not suited for each other," Shen Junyu made it clear to her.

"How would you know we’re not suitable if you never tried?"

"Chen Su, I already have a fiancée, and I love her very much."

A trace of sadness flickered in Chen Su’s eyes, "I liked you since the first time I saw you in college. I don’t believe that after all these years, you haven’t felt anything. And Wen Xiyao, how long have you known her? Do you really understand her?"

Shen Junyu sighed softly in his heart, "Chen Su, matters of the heart never depend on who came first."

Chen Su let out a hollow laugh, "Shen Junyu, you’re so cruel, not even giving me a sliver of hope."

"Knowing the outcome already, why give someone unnecessary hope?" Shen Junyu said indifferently.

Perhaps some men would find a woman’s affection significantly joyful, and even if they do not like the woman, they wouldn’t outright reject her, maintaining an amicable distance to preserve their sense of superiority.

But Shen Junyu wasn’t like that. In this regard, he was very much like Shen Qinglan; both disliked dragging things out, knowing well that indecision only leads to chaos.

"Shen Junyu, I understand now. You can leave," said Chen Su coldly. If Shen Junyu had looked at her, he would have seen her face was already covered in tears.

"Take care of yourself. Goodbye," Shen Junyu said without turning his head back, and he walked away.

Watching Shen Junyu leave without hesitation, Chen Su covered her face and wept bitterly.

Shen Junyu stepped out of the hospital room and saw Shen Qinglan leaning against the wall by the door, watching him with a half-smile, obviously having overheard the conversation.

He smiled helplessly and walked away with Shen Qinglan before speaking, "Didn’t I ask you to wait in the car? Why did you come up?"

"If I didn’t come up, how could I witness such a tender, sentimental side of my brother?" teased Shen Qinglan.

Teased by her, Shen Junyu smiled helplessly, "Is watching your brother get teased that amusing?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Yeah, it’s not too bad."

Shen Junyu ruffled her hair, making it messy before he stopped, "You really think I can’t handle you. Let’s go, I’ll take you to eat something. We certainly can’t let the little baby in your tummy starve, otherwise, Grandpa would never let me hear the end of it."

Shen Qinglan smiled faintly, putting the matter with Chen Su out of her mind.

**

Shen Junyu was working in his study when Shen Qinglan walked in. He looked up, smiled slightly, "Didn’t you say you were going out with Aunt Fu today? How come you’re back so soon?"

Shen Qinglan looked serious and remained silent. Only then did Shen Junyu notice her pale face, he immediately stood up and walked over to her, "Lanlan, what’s wrong?"

Shen Qinglan looked steadily at him, "Brother, what is Sister Xiyao’s flight number?"

Shen Junyu provided the flight number, "You want to pick her up? It’s still early; we can have lunch and then head out."

Shen Qinglan’s heart sank, she tightly clutched a mobile phone in her hand, looked at Shen Junyu, and spoke with a heavy voice, "Brother, I need to tell you something now, you..."

Shen Junyu interrupted with a smile, "What is it? Just say it; why beat around the bush with your own brother?"

Shen Qinglan handed him the mobile phone, "Sister Xiyao’s plane had an accident."

Hearing this, the mobile phone fell from Shen Junyu’s hands to the floor as he stared blankly at Shen Qinglan, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Shen Qinglan’s eyes flitted with pain, "Sister Xiyao’s plane encountered a cold snap shortly after takeoff and crashed into the Atlantic. Everyone’s whereabouts are unknown, and their life or death is uncertain."

All color drained from Shen Junyu’s face, "Are you serious about what you just said?" His voice was dry and trembling.

Shen Qinglan wished she could say it wasn’t true, but the words just wouldn’t come out.

Shen Junyu dashed towards the door, but Shen Qinglan grabbed him, "Brother, I’ll go with you." Given Shen Junyu’s current state, if he went alone, something bad was bound to happen.

Shen Qinglan and Shen Junyu hurriedly left the Shen family home and rushed to the airport. Along the way, Shen Junyu kept calling Wen Xiyao, but her phone was always off. The news had already started broadcasting a list of passengers involved in the plane accident, and Wen Xiyao was shockingly among them.

Shen Junyu’s hands fell limply, his head hung low, lost in thought.

Shen Qinglan had never seen Shen Junyu like this before; her brother had always been warm and composed. Seeing him now, distraught and in complete disarray, it was clear just how deeply Wen Xiyao had entered his heart.

Upon arriving at the airport, Shen Qinglan realized that the relatives of those involved in the plane disaster were already there. The scene was chaotic, filled with incessant crying; the airport’s authorities were trying to console everyone through loudspeakers.

Shen Qinglan found the person in charge of the airport, and only then did she find out that the crashed plane had not been found yet. The authorities in Country F were already searching for it. There were a total of 236 passengers on board, among them over 150 were from Country Z.

The plane had dropped directly into the sea from high altitude. Although no one said it out loud, everyone knew in their hearts that there was almost no chance that anyone on board had survived.

Shen Junyu tried his best to keep himself composed, holding Shen Qinglan’s hand to prevent her from being accidentally pushed over by the people around them. One disaster had already occurred; he couldn’t let another happen to her.

"Mr. Shen, we have already contacted the airport in Country F. They have started the rescue operations, but no news has come yet. Everyone is waiting. I am very sorry about what happened to your fiancée," the airport manager said to Shen Junyu in a gentle tone.

Shen Junyu’s eyes were cold, but faced with natural and man-made disasters, he had no choice but to wait.

The Wen Family had also received news about Wen Xiyao’s accident. Mrs. Wen had fainted and was still in the hospital, and Wen Sihan was on a plane from Hai City to Beijing.

When Wen Sihan arrived at the airport, Shen Junyu was still waiting there, accompanied by Shen Qinglan.

Shen Junyu sat on a bench, looking dazed and lost in thought. He had been in this posture for a long time.

"Still no news?" Wen Sihan found Shen Junyu and asked in a grave voice.

Shen Junyu shook his head, looking weary. It had been five to six hours, and there was still no news.

Shen Qinglan spoke up, "There’s still no update from the airport here, and Country F is still conducting the search, but they have yet to find any trace of the plane."

If the plane had truly fallen into the Ocean, then even if it were found, there would likely be no survivors. The best possible outcome would be if the plane had actually landed on an uninhabited island and just couldn’t contact anyone because of signal issues.

But the likelihood of the latter scenario was minuscule.

"I’m sorry," Shen Junyu said.

Wen Sihan shook his head. This incident had nothing to do with Shen Junyu; no one could have predicted that a simple business trip would turn into such a disaster. And this incident had hurt not only the Wen Family, but Shen Junyu’s grief was probably no less than theirs.

"We’ve just received news; Country F has found pieces of the plane..." Suddenly, the manager’s voice echoed throughout the airport, but he didn’t bring any good news. Other than some parts of the plane, nothing was found.

"Qinglan, you should go back first," Wen Sihan said. Shen Qinglan was pregnant and should not overexert herself.

Shen Qinglan did not move. She looked at her brother, whose face showed his weariness, "I’m okay, you don’t need to worry about me. Even if I go home, I won’t be able to calm my heart. It’s better for me to wait here."

Hearing this, Wen Sihan didn’t say anything more.

Another five hours passed, making it thirteen hours since the plane had crashed. Finally, a message came from Country F.

The manager looked at Shen Junyu hesitantly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Shen, they have found the crashed plane in Country F, but none of the people on board survived, including your fiancée... I’m truly sorry, Mr. Shen."

Shen Junyu’s already pale face instantly turned a shade of ghastly gray. Wen Sihan’s expression was terrible. He grabbed the manager’s shoulder, "What do you mean no survivors? You’re talking nonsense; my sister was on that plane! You’re telling me there were no survivors!"

Wen Sihan’s grip was very strong; the manager’s face turned pale. Shen Qinglan quickly stepped forward and pried Wen Sihan’s hand off, "Calm down."

The manager, freed from Wen Sihan’s grasp, gratefully glanced at Shen Qinglan, "Sir, we are very sorry about this tragedy, and we ask that you find peace in this difficult time."

With that, he slipped away under Wen Sihan’s murderous gaze.

"Sis," Shen Qinglan walked over to Shen Junyu and gently called out.

Shen Junyu raised his head to look at her, "What they said isn’t true, right? Xi Yao is still in Country F on a business trip, nothing has happened, right?"

Shen Qinglan’s eyes were full of sympathy, unsure of how to break the news.

Shen Junyu lowered his head again, "Lanlan, you should go back first. I’ll wait here for her; she’ll come back. She was still talking on the phone with me yesterday morning, saying that when she got back, she wanted to go with me to the food street behind my university, to eat our way from one end to the other. She’s a person who keeps her promises; she definitely won’t break her word."

Shen Qinglan’s nose tingled, her eyes moistening as she blinked back tears, "Brother, let’s go home. Sister Xi Yao, she’s already..."

"Don’t say it, Lanlan, don’t say it," Shen Junyu said quietly, pleading.

Shen Qinglan couldn’t continue.

Wen Sihan’s heart was filled with immense grief, but seeing Shen Junyu like this, he gathered his strength and patted Shen Qinglan’s shoulder, "You go back first. I’ll wait here with Junyu. Even if Xi Yao is already... we’ll still bring her back home."

Shen Qinglan’s eyes dimmed, knowing she couldn’t help much by staying. She left.

Back at the Shen Family home, Old Sir Shen and Chu Yunrong had been waiting there for news. They had heard about it on the news last night, and judging by the reaction of the siblings, there was little they didn’t understand.