"Everyone saw the helicopter had arrived and knew... Mr. President was leaving, so they wanted to come and bid him farewell."
"..."
Tang Xiaohua glanced at the suffering people gathered here, and from their faces marked with despair and sadness, she could still find a trace of respect.
Somehow, she was moved...
Wen Nian had truly won the hearts of the people with his actions.
She had no right to question him... even though she held many prejudices against him.
"Can I ask you a question?"
It was something she had been curious about.
Little did she know, the man smiled knowingly, "You want to ask me what exactly Mr. President whispered in my ear, right?"
"..."
"Don't be surprised, those media journalists have all asked me that."
"Then you..."
"I didn't say."
The man said indifferently.
Tang Xiaohua thought she probably wouldn't get it out of him, and said, "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Um... I hope you can pull yourself together."
