A mid-sized plane, with only a handful of people inside, aside from him and Tang Xiaohua, the rest were from country M.
Tang Xiaohua didn't expect Zhongli Wuzhi to actually follow her without any hesitation.
He was still wearing a very extravagant set of groomsmen's suits, the very image of a noble young master.
He took off his jacket, straightened his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.
Since they were going together, Tang Xiaohua didn't treat him like an outsider and showed him the news she had just found,
"The fire department and rescue teams are in action… Our volunteering to help won't be a problem."
Zhongli Wuzhi glanced at the news and his tense nerves couldn't relax.
A whirlwind of emotions raged inside him…
At that moment, his phone rang—it was a call from Qu Yu, Secretary Qu. Zhongli Wuzhi's expression grew even more complicated as he looked at Tang Xiaohua, "Do you want to take it?"
"You… haven't told them up to now, have you?"
