Gu Canghai is no fool. The moment he opened the door, he noticed Tang Jiaoqian's swollen eyes, guessing she hadn't had a peaceful day.
"Here, Dad, have some water."
"Um, have a seat."
A human heart is made of flesh. Seeing Tang Jiaoqian's hoarse voice, Gu Canghai's heart, hardened by wars, softened again.
The sorrows of young love. No one can escape from these four words.
"I spoke with Chuanwu over the phone, and he should be back tomorrow. Also, don't worry too much. A large number of military and Armed Police personnel are conducting on-site search and rescue. Finding someone isn't that tough." After sipping some water, Gu Canghai said.
Holding a white handkerchief, Tang Jiaoqian wiped her eyes and smiled, "Dad, you're still treating me like a three-year-old. The military can't just enter the city casually, let alone search for someone. Merely staying in the city for ten minutes could cause widespread riots and panic."
