"That's great, cousin, I'm so glad you're okay."
Zhou Mengmeng hugged Zhou Qingyue tightly.
The moment was one of genuine emotion.
"Honey, are you okay?" An Nuonuo anxiously felt Jiang Xu's hands and feet.
"I'm fine," Jiang Xu smiled. "Just a small scene."
"Clap!" "Clap!" "Clap!"
The scene erupted into a burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers:
"Mr. Jiang is awesome!"
"Is this what friendship looks like? I'm crying."
"It's hard to imagine, a tycoon worth tens of billions of dollars, would rush into a blazing fire to save someone."
"Mr. Jiang values loyalty and is a true man."
"Is it just me, or is something off here?"
"Shut up, will you?"
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The incident quickly climbed to the top of the hot search lists on major web platforms, with many participants in the discussion.
In cases like these, filled with positive energy, even official channels would follow up with reports.
Praise for Jiang Xu was generously doled out.
