Mrs. Su shouted nervously at Ji Chicheng, "Hey, it's very dangerous."
"Please wait here for a moment."
Ji Chicheng ignored their worries, lifted his head, and gave Mrs. Su a deep, pleading look.
Then he carefully started walking towards the car stuck between the trees.
As he approached step by step, the hearts of Assistant Wu on the plane and Mrs. Su were about to jump out, and they tried to hold their breath.
Afraid that their breathing might disturb the precarious pile of rocks and affect Ji Chicheng.
The big stone underfoot wasn't as stable as he thought; when he moved, the stone moved.
He took a step and swallowed nervously.
"Anning!" Finally, he touched and grabbed Ji Anning's hand, grasping it firmly, never to let go, and in his excitement, he took a step forward, "Anning, Anning, Anning..."
Ji Anning's hand was ice-cold, making Ji Chicheng's heart tighten.
