"Uncle, are you okay?" Xie Ning looked her uncle up and down.
Song Youzhi had come to the village committee office on business today and had specially changed into a suit he rarely wore.
Now, the suit's sleeve was torn, and he was covered in dust from head to toe.
Fortunately, he hadn't suffered any injuries, so Xie Ning relaxed.
"How did you get here?" Song Youzhi was still shaken, looking Xie Ning over. "Did you come alone?"
"No, my mom and Song Kexin are waiting outside. We need to get out of this building as soon as possible."
"Kexin's here too?" Song Youzhi was both surprised and delighted.
After getting trapped in the village committee building, he had been a nervous wreck, unable to stop worrying about his daughter's safety.
Now that he heard his daughter was safe, a great weight was lifted from his mind.
"This is great!" An ecstatic Song Youzhi grabbed Xie Ning's hand.
