Everyone in Jinshui Village was quite confused.
First of all, a row of luxury cars had been parked at the village entrance.
And now, a helicopter was landing.
What was happening?
For some reason, the situation felt a little unusual…
In the open space, An Yang accompanied Jian Yiling.
He got someone to find Jian Yiling a wheelchair to facilitate her movement.
A helicopter appeared in the sky.
It was the pink helicopter given to Jian Yiling by the Second Master of the Zhai family that Christmas.
As the helicopter slowly descended, a breeze blew across the grass.
When the helicopter finally stopped, a man instantly jumped down.
It was Yu Xi.
Yu Xi sprinted over to Jian Yiling.
When he saw Jian Yiling's face, Yu Xi burst into tears.
Words could not form in his mouth.
Too many things had happened in these two years.
In the last two years, his friends had suffered a great deal.
