Zhuo Zhengxiu held her hand, anxiously asking, "An An, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
An An shook her head, her little nose sniffing, "Grandpa, when will Mom come back?"
This was a question that Zhuo Zhengxiu didn't know how to answer.
He reached out and ruffled her hair, "Daddy is going to pick up Mom now, you just wait at home. She'll be back very soon."
If something happened to Ningyan, knowing how much his son loves her, who knows what could happen?
Outside, the helicopter was moving forward in the rain, which seemed to be slowly lessening.
But the visibility was low, and the helicopter didn't dare to get too close.
At this time, Zhuo Junyue received a call from Ah Bao, warning him about two landslides on the mountain. He urged them not to risk getting too close.
Due to excessive excavations over the past couple of years, parts of the mountain were now hollow.
