"Dad, it's much better there than in Meishan, come with us."
Yang Youwei fell silent, feeling a bit incredulous.
The shelter Yang Mei described was beyond his imagination.
A shelter with electricity at this time?
The whole Linjiang City was flooded, the power plants had long stopped working, where would the electricity come from?
Even if there were generators, where would the fuel come from?
It was simply unrealistic, he found it hard to believe.
For a moment, he looked at his daughter with suspicion, wondering if she had been brainwashed.
"Xiaomei, did you see these things with your own eyes, or did Liang Yuan tell you?" Yang Youwei asked, his eyes fixed on his daughter.
Yang Mei was stunned for a moment, then seeing her father's serious expression, she immediately understood his concern.
She sighed and said, "Dad, I saw it with my own eyes, don't worry, Liang Yuan is really a good person, he loves me and would never deceive me."
