If it were him, he would first calm her down and ensure everything was okay, then slowly capture her heart until her eyes saw only him.
After all, he had suffered a loss once when he was younger.
The next day, Ye Ranran woke up early.
She followed Fu Rong to visit the locals, listening to their feelings. Reporters stationed nearby naturally went ahead and reported extensively about it again.
Then came the distribution of disaster relief supplies.
Ye Ranran originally wanted to step forward and help, but her right hand couldn't lift heavy items, so she stood to the side giving directions.
She would step forward to help with lighter items.
By the time everything was distributed, the sky had turned dark, and her arm could no longer lift.
Covered in dirt, she casually grabbed a responsible staff member: "Excuse me, where's the place to take a shower?"
She desperately needed to wash the dust and mud off her body, oh, and her hair too.
The person gave her a troubled look.
