In her previous life, she did not know that she had this problem until she became a manager. Her airsickness was very serious and she would vomit until the sky turned dark. The last time she took the plane, she fainted, so she did not have any reaction. This time, it was hard to say.
Mo Ting's long legs were just about to step onto the stairs of the helicopter. As soon as he heard this, he immediately stopped in his tracks and turned around, "You don't like helicopters?"
"I don't like it," Su Yuan replied obediently.
Fu Wen looked at his watch. The inauguration ceremony would officially begin in half an hour. If he did not take the helicopter now, it would be too late.
"Alright, let's change to a car." Mo Ting said without hesitation. At the same time, he pulled back his leg that was about to step onto the stairs and held onto Su Yuan's hand as they walked toward the lake.
