"I'm sorry! This story of yours is just hilarious!"
Tang Xiao hurriedly put down her drink bottle and reached for a tissue to wipe Wu Jie's face.
"Wipe what? Don't use paper!"
Wu Jie pried Tang Xiao's hands apart and brought his face closer:
"Well done, Tang Xiao! You actually dared to spray my face with juice!"
The phone suddenly rang.
Tang Xiao picked up a wet wipe while answering her father's voice call.
From his forehead to the tip of his nose, and then to his cheeks and chin, she carefully wiped Wu Jie's face clean.
The call had just connected.
Tang Long hastily said:
"One good news and one bad news!"
"The good news is that the higher-ups are taking this very seriously and have swiftly made arrangements; the Electronic Warfare Troops will come to our aid as quickly as possible. However, assembling troops and flying here will take time. If there are no accidents, they should be able to make it in time for the technology competition!"
