Bo Yan's voice was a bit hoarse and tired, very quiet, and he tried not to get close to the crowd. He said, "There's no way. Just before takeoff, they did an inspection and found a small fault on the left wing of the plane that needs repair, so they canceled the flight temporarily."
The flight was canceled at the last minute, but it's not like he can't come back. Xia Siyu immediately asked, "Then quickly book the next flight."
Bo Yan gave a bitter smile, "That's the key point. Because of the earlier fog, a lot of flights were canceled, and the passengers stuck at the airport can only book later ones. I just had Song Fengzhi check the flight info, and there's only one seat left for the Yancheng flight at nine in the evening. It's an economy class seat. So, I have to come back by myself."
Great, suddenly it's already reached the early hours. Xia Siyu was speechless, "What about the high-speed rail?"
