"The person is already dead, so what's the point of taking his body away with him?" Ruan Su sat inside the helicopter, staring blankly at the blue sky outside the window.

The rising sun in the morning is so full of vitality.

But everything that happened in the dark night seemed to be covered up.

Some people are stuck in yesterday forever, while some people still have to bear the burden and move forward.

She looked at the dilapidated Junyue from a distance, and she believed that one day, justice would defeat evil!

The LaCrosse incident caused a sensation at home and abroad.

A building collapses overnight.

Not to mention that LaCrosse is also a symbol of Jiangcheng

Architectural landmark.

Many internet celebrities will go there to check in, including some tourists visiting Jiangcheng who will also go to the LaCrosse restaurant to check in.

On the third day after the LaCrosse fire incident.

The official blog of LaCrosse Restaurant posted a statement.

"LaCrosse will regain health, and we will be reborn. LaCrosse suffered heavy losses in this fire, but it does not mean that we will withdraw from Jiangcheng. Our Queen, Miss Ruan, will lead us to continue to ride the wind and waves! Please look forward to the return of the King of LaCrosse!"

A few concise words, but caused an uproar.

"Oh my God! What did I see? Queen Miss Ruan? Are you talking about my idol Ruan Su?"

"It must be Ruan Su. I heard that someone saw Ruan Su during the rescue that night."

"At that time, Bo Xingzhi personally flew a plane at low altitude to save people! It was so cool!"

"There is no Ruan Su in Junyue... So, this is not Ruan Su, right? Is there another Miss Ruan?"

"It seems...that the granddaughter of an earl, Ruan Fangfang, is also Miss Ruan."

"Yes, yes... are there other Miss Ruan? There are too many people with the surname Ruan in the world, and they are definitely not Ruan Su."

Netizens launched a crazy and heated discussion.

But...Bo Xingzhi and Ruan Su flew back to the country at this time.

No matter how lively Jiangcheng is, it's noisy.

No matter how Jiangcheng Daily praises Bo Xingzhi on a certain news channel or on Weibo for his reputation for flying planes and saving people!

The two of them were sitting at the small round table under the grape vines, drinking tea with Mr. Luo.

"Then it seems that the LaCrosse is your property as a doll?" Mr. Luo raised his eyebrows, "I can't tell. The doll is still so capable."

The injury on Ruan Su's forehead was almost healed, and tender red flesh had grown out. She calmly took a sip of the tea in her hand and said, "It's just a restaurant."

"The female doll is really low-key." Mr. Luo smiled and looked at Bo Xingzhi, "The male doll is also great. He can also fly a plane, and he can fly it so well."

"I'm sorry you have nothing to do today, so you're just teasing us?" Ruan Su put down the teacup in his hand, "I have something else to do, so I'll go ahead."

Mr. Luo looked at her back and said, "Come in, I will help you continue your treatment, and you can't run around anymore."

Bo Xingzhi said nothing, put down his tea cup and followed him into the house.

Jiangcheng.

The entrance of Jiang's villa.

A young boy with injuries all over his body was kneeling under the scorching sun, his face covered with sweat, but his eyes revealed an innate stubbornness.

Late at night when the LaCrosse restaurant caught fire, Jiang Chengliu was put in a sack and thrown at the door of the villa.
Chapter completed!