"Jiang—we've decided to donate another five thousand!"
Jiang Cheng covered her mouth with her right hand, her eyes first showing surprise, then excitement and gratitude.
The layers of emotion progressed, genuinely heartfelt.
"Mr. Laine, Mrs. Laine, I... I'm just at a loss for words! I can't find the right words to thank you!"
The translator, the purser, the female leader, and the staff nearby were all at a loss for words too.
You... at a loss for words?
Although we've not known each other long, based on your performance just now, you're not at a loss for words at all!
Yet, the Laine couple really fell for this.
Mrs. Laine even helped Jiang Cheng, who was thanking them, up and warmly held her hand.
"Jiang, we also want to pray for our children, the Lord will see everything we do."
Jiang Cheng lowered her head, her shoulders shaking vividly with emotion.
She guessed right.
When they met, she noticed the worn cross Mrs. Laine wore, clearly often touched in prayer.
