The helicopter was not small, a medium-sized transporter, with several cargo boxes tossed into the cabin.
Yiyi took a deep breath, jumped into the cockpit, turned on the power panel, and started operating it skillfully and swiftly.
Both she and her brother had received helicopter training and sometimes flew to nearby islands for fun, so this was not difficult for her.
She slowly pulled the joystick, watching as the helicopter gradually lifted off the ground, the seaside villa gradually receding into the distance in the morning light.
The sound of the helicopter taking off immediately alerted the pilot, who rushed out, dumbfounded to see his plane actually taking off, clutching his head in desperation and shouting angrily, ordering her to come down at once.
Yiyi didn't care about him at all, sticking her head out, blowing a mischievous kiss towards him, and waving her hand.
