The helicopter blades buzzed, the wind it generated messily disturbing An Ziqi's soft long hair.
Xiao Moli covered her ears, took her into his arms, and boarded the helicopter with her.
Once they were seated, the helicopter took off, and An Ziqi looked down through the window.
A large crowd of reporters surrounded the Huanyu building, and they too noticed the helicopter above. Realizing she might be leaving by helicopter, the crowd dispersed slightly, and soon after, some people even got into cars, apparently trying to track the helicopter in the air.
An Ziqi lifted the corner of her lips, then turned and burrowed into Xiao Moli's arms. Xiao Moli softly patted her back to reassure her.
When they got home, Xiao Yining, always attentive to his mother, naturally became aware of the news online.
Seeing An Ziqi's downcast mood, he promptly crawled into her arms, kissing her on the cheek, "Mommy, it's okay."
"Hmm." An Ziqi ruffled his little head.
