C304 He Was a Tycoon(9)

The wings cut across the sky, leaving behind white marks and rumbling sounds as they traveled across the Pacific Ocean. Ten hours of flying was enough to make one's hands and feet weak. At least Gu Qingzhi, who rarely flew, felt her legs go soft when she got off the plane. Tang Chen pulled down the hat on his head and reached out to support Gu Qingzhi, who was beginning to walk uncontrollably