After the typhoon passed, the wind and rain stopped. People from all walks of life in the city began to get busy.
By two in the afternoon, the estate's management cleared the sewer and manually discharged the water. The waist-high water in the estate was only left with 20 to 30 centimeters.
However, Xia Anlan still had not returned from morning to noon, and the Secretary did not even call.
At three in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. Su ningmei happily ran to open the door, but only the Secretary was standing outside.
The smile on su ningmei's face froze.
The Secretary lowered his head. When miss su saw that he was alone, she was obviously unhappy. He pretended not to know and smiled."Hello, miss su. There's a lot of water in the city, so it won't affect driving for the time being. The mayor asked me to arrange for you to go back to Su city."
"Xia Anlan ..." Su ningmei looked behind him and asked,"he didn't come back?"