Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love-Chapter 706 - 596: Fighting Side by Side or Every Man for Himself? (Part 2)
"Luowa, give me a disaster relief account. I’ll transfer three hundred million there first. I’m already arranging for relief supplies, and once I secure them, I’ll send them directly to Haotian." It was Yi Weiyang’s call!
"Luowa, I heard something happened in Haotian. I’ll send two medical teams over first. So far, I’ve managed to gather five thousand tents and ten thousand blankets; the rest of the supplies I’ll gradually send to Haotian. By the way, give me an account—I’ll transfer some funds over." This was Juster’s call. Yi Luowa had just shared the account, and the disaster relief fund immediately increased by 400 million.
"Fourth sister-in-law..." It was You Jia’s call.
"Luowa..." Monica’s call.
"Sister-in-law, I’ve already bought out all the supplies from Xiawu. Is there anything else you need? I’ll go to other countries to purchase it for you." It was Tong Aino’s call.
"Luowa, the fifth already bought out Xiawu’s supplies. I’ll transfer some funds to you first, then head to other countries to buy some food for you." This was Lance’s call.
"Luowa, I can’t buy anything else here. Give me your account first so I can transfer funds, and then I’ll head to other countries to purchase rescue supplies for you." Mi Chenshuo’s call.
Next came calls from Youyou, Ni Lu, Teng Qian, Laman Country, Z Nation, H Nation, T Nation... Some of these were people Yi Luowa didn’t even expect to reach out, but they all called her.
Yi Luowa was so grateful she wanted to cry. Her family and friends always rushed in first when she faced the hardest times.
Between answering the calls, Yi Luowa transferred twenty billion from her own account.
The account’s balance kept increasing. Masco couldn’t believe his eyes. He rubbed them and looked again—only to see the number continuing to grow rapidly.
"Take the funds and immediately purchase relief supplies. Make sure by dinner tonight the affected citizens can eat and have tents to live in!"
"Understood!" Masco responded and picked up the phone.
After issuing arrangements, Yi Luowa asked firmly, "Have communication and transportation been restored?"
"Roads are still under repair. Communication has been restored."
"Tell the reporters to gather in the hospital’s third-floor conference hall. I need to hold a press conference. After that meeting, I will head to the disaster area..."
"Princess, there are still aftershocks in the disaster zone. It’s not safe; let me go instead."
Yi Luowa shook her head. "Me going will comfort the hearts of the people more than you. After all, I am royalty."
Marcus hesitated for a moment but ultimately nodded in agreement. Yi Luowa was right; the Grand Princess carried more weight than ten Marcuses!
Marcus arranged the press conference and prepared the accompanying personnel for travel. The King and Queen were ill, and Prince Danton was missing—at this critical juncture, absolutely nothing could happen to the Princess.
After Marcus left, Yi Luowa rose and headed to her parents’ hospital room. She began yawning uncontrollably as soon as she entered.
Haotian’s Queen looked distressed, holding her daughter’s hand and insisting she go rest.
Yi Luowa yawned three more times. "I’ll nap in the next room for a bit."
"The hospital’s not as quiet as home. Go back home to sleep, and don’t hurry here tomorrow—get enough rest before you come over again."
Yi Luowa nodded slightly. "Alright then, I’m leaving now—don’t miss me."
"Go on, go." Haotian’s Queen smiled and waved her hand.
Yi Luowa pursed her lips, gave her parents one last look, and turned to leave the room. She had no idea when she’d return, but she could only keep up this facade for as long as possible.
At the press conference, Yi Luowa tailored her speech entirely from the perspective of the citizens—thinking what they thought, and worrying about what they worried about. Her words quickly spread across the streets and alleys of Haotian.
Thanks to the Princess’s address, Haotian’s citizens soon began recovering from their panic. Especially in the disaster areas, residents started orderly self-rescue efforts.
The entire nation’s citizens also mobilized: those with money donated funds, those with goods donated materials, and young people directly headed to the disaster zones to help affected residents through the hardship.
News from all directions continued to flow in. Yi Luowa felt considerably relieved, but she hadn’t forgotten her mission.
She had to go to the disaster area; she had to calm the hearts of the people, unite them at this moment! When a nation faces great disaster and calamity, it’s the perfect time to bring everyone together.
She hadn’t even left her temporary office at the hospital when Masco’s secretary ran in.
"Princess, Prime Minister, come quick and look!" The secretary said as he placed a laptop on the table.
Masco and Yi Luowa hurried over.
In times of great national distress, King Randy and Queen are critically ill! Prince Danton is missing!
The glaring red text stung Yi Luowa’s eyes.
"It already has tens of thousands of hits!" the secretary said gravely. "Just when we had stabilized public morale, this comes along and stirs everything up again."
Masco was so furious he wanted to curse, slamming the table as he said, "Immediately investigate this! Find the person responsible and arrest them. Also, delete that post right away!"
Yi Luowa furrowed her brow slightly. "Hold on a moment. Prime Minister Masco, here’s what I think: this post already has tens of thousands of hits. Deleting it won’t help and might even make us appear guilty. They want to make an issue of this—we can also leverage it."
Her calm but decisive demeanor lit up Marcus’s eyes. He suddenly saw a shadow of the younger Queen, who always found a way out during crises.
"What’s your plan? I’ll follow your lead!"
Yi Luowa pondered briefly, pulled the laptop closer, and began drafting an announcement.
Letter to the Citizens:
Regarding the claims circulating online, not all of them are false, but there are significant discrepancies.
King Randy and Queen, due to years of dedication to national affairs, are indeed somewhat unwell. However, they are on the road to recovery. Even during their convalescence, they remain deeply concerned for the nation’s people, hoping you all can resume a normal life as soon as possible.
As for Prince Danton’s rumored disappearance, that is merely hearsay. In reality, Prince Danton is abroad procuring disaster relief supplies. Much of the water you drink and food you eat has been brought into the country through his efforts.
Additionally: Under the King and Queen’s entrustment, Princess Luowa will travel to the disaster zone within an hour. She will fight alongside you on the front lines!
Marcus felt a surge of warmth as he read her draft. Almost all the relief supplies had come through her hands, yet she credited Prince Danton with the accomplishment.
"Prime Minister Masco, does this draft look okay?" Yi Luowa raised her eyes toward him.
Masco pointed at the last paragraph and said, "You can write about heading to the disaster zone, but for your safety, it’s better not to specify the exact time."
Yi Luowa grinned slyly. "In ten minutes, I’m departing anyway!"
Masco caught her meaning, turning to the secretary to say, "Arrange it immediately: one plane departs in ten minutes, and another in an hour."
"Understood!"
Yi Luowa posted the announcement, then rose to face Masco and said, "Once I leave, I don’t know when I’ll be back. I’m entrusting my parents to you. If they ask about me, just tell them I’m still resting at home."
"Alright! Princess, for your safety and the sake of King Randy and the Queen’s health, return as soon as possible if you can."
"I’ll do my best! Let’s keep in touch at all times; relief supplies need to keep flowing smoothly. Also, remember—after a disaster comes an epidemic. Make sure there’s an ample supply of medicine."
Masco nodded earnestly, "Leave the rear operations to me."
"I’m counting on you." Yi Luowa smiled and left in quick strides.
As she stepped out, she saw Yuan Hang and Dapeng waiting outside. "Why are you here?!"
"Dapeng’s been here all along, just not showing himself. Yuan Hang just arrived." Kou’er walked over. "The Fourth Lord was worried about you handling this alone."
"Now that you’re here, he should be reassured. Let’s go—we need to hurry over. Only by seeing them in person can I truly understand what they need most."
The group nodded and quickly entered the elevator. As the door was closing, Masco rushed over. "Princess, take care!"
His unspoken words: You must keep yourself safe—Haotian cannot lose you!
But he couldn’t bring himself to say it aloud. Haotian had a King, a Queen, and a Prince, yet in times of crisis, none of them had stepped forward. Instead, they placed the weight of this burden onto the shoulders of a vulnerable young woman.
Yi Luowa smiled and nodded. No matter the reason, she would protect herself!
Tong Airui read the online announcement and exhaled deeply. He was sure the words were from his wife. With just a few simple sentences, she not only defused the crisis but also elevated the reputation of her parents and Danton in the eyes of the citizens, while not claiming any credit for herself.
The way she handled it left him deeply satisfied—it proved without question that her heart was pure and free of ambition for the throne.
Tong Airui rubbed his temples. At a time like this, he should be by her side.
Just as Tong Airui picked up his phone, it rang. He glanced at the caller ID and suddenly sat up straight.
"Little Colt, what’s happening?"
"Fourth Brother..." Little Colt sounded anxious as he reported the situation.
Tong Airui’s brows furrowed tightly upon hearing the update, forming a small mountain. "Keep an eye on everything over there!"
"Understood!"
Tong Airui hung up Little Colt’s call and pressed the intercom to summon Colin and Sheng Duheng.
He had only just finalized instructions when Juster’s call came in.
Tong Airui hesitated for a long time before answering.
Immediately upon connecting, Juster chuckled, "Team up or go our separate ways?"
Tong Airui asked disdainfully, "You came flying in so fast—what are you after?"
"I want one-third of R Nation! Surely this ambition isn’t too much to ask?"
Tong Airui sneered. "Deal!"
