And Dongyang Qiao, could he really do it?
Fear dominated her oxygen-deprived brain. After a moment of blankness, Chi Yue took a deep breath and finally managed to calmly utter the next line.
"We might both not make it."
Dongyang Qiao suddenly turned his head to look at her. His eyes were red and fervent, yet his expression resembled a wolf preparing to conquer its prey, "Adjust your wedding dress. I will make sure we land safely."
Chi Yue: "…This must be the most difficult wedding in the world, right?"
Dongyang Qiao: "Very exciting."
As soon as his words fell, a beeping current noise came from the helicopter's wireless communicator.
Quan Shaoteng's voice arose: "Calling Dongyang Qiao! Calling Dongyang Qiao!"
Dongyang Qiao was all focused, "Speak!"
Quan Shaoteng: "What's the situation now, have you restrained the thugs? Is the helicopter under control?"
"Yes."
"Good, I'm almost there."
Dongyang Qiao snorted, "By the time you get here, there might be no meat left for you."
