"You..." Yang Jinxuan was speechless with anger.

"Comrade Lord, well said." Le Yao clapped from behind, "I'm a fan of yours this time."

A glint of light flashed in Nangong Jue's eyes.

Yan Zimeng's face turned deathly pale, and she even swayed slightly, looking as if she had been dealt a blow.

Yang Jinxuan didn't have time to confront Nangong Jue anymore and hurriedly helped Yan Zimeng: "Mengmeng, are you alright?"

Yan Zimeng shook her head and looked at Le Yao: "Miss Han, A-Jue and I have been friends since childhood, and I felt our relationship was better than others. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me. Don't worry, it won't happen again... Xiao He... no one expected this accident, but I will take care of her family..."

"Ah Jue, you'll definitely regret it if you continue to stay with this woman." Yang Jinxuan supported Yan Zimeng and glared angrily at Nangong Jue.

Whether I regret it or not is none of your concern, but just don't regret it.

"you……"

"Oh dear!" Le Yao suddenly exclaimed, "That He Feng, she died such a horrible death, her lower body was crushed and mangled... I wonder if she'll be resentful and come back as a vengeful ghost..."

Yan Zimeng's body visibly trembled, as if she couldn't stay any longer, and she ran straight into the police station from Yang Jinxuan.

Yang Jinxuan glared at Le Yao and hurriedly followed her inside.

Le Yao pursed her lips at their retreating figures, then turned back to find herself facing Nangong Jue's ambiguous smile. Feeling a little embarrassed, she raised her hand to touch her nose and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Should we go see Shuo Shuo?"

Le Yao immediately stopped in her tracks: "Is that okay?"

Nangong Jue nodded.

"Okay." Le Yao nodded. "I'll go buy some things first..."

“No need, they have everything they need.” Nangong Jue shook his head. “Besides, I’ve prepared some in my car.”

"Alright then." Le Yao didn't stand on ceremony and let Shen Yi go back first. She got into Nangong Jue's car, but Tao Qing followed.

When she saw the name of the welfare home, Le Yao couldn't help but glance at Nangong Jue.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Jue turned to look at Le Yao.

"You didn't invest in this place, did you?" Le Yao raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Why would you think that?" Nangong Jue neither denied nor admitted it.

"Just thinking about it casually," Le Yao shrugged.

As mentioned in the book, Nangong Jue originally only donated money to the Angel Welfare Home. Later, after he got together with Yan Zimeng, he bought it directly, renamed it Zhi'ai Paradise, established the Zhi'ai Foundation, and handed it all over to Yan Zimeng to manage. This helped Yan Zimeng establish her image as a "charitable beauty" and she was even praised by the state. She was known as a beautiful, kind-hearted, and positive female artist.

However, in this life... that Yan Da Bailian probably won't have that chance, because... that dog of a man is now intelligent enough.

“I’ve donated money.” Nangong Jue smiled and didn’t ask any further questions. Instead, he led her inside, where a middle-aged woman who looked like she was working came to greet them. She was Cai Baoqin, the director of the facility.

Dean Cai briefly introduced the situation to Le Yao and then led them to the outside of a room.

Le Yao looked through the glass window in the door and saw a chubby little guy huddled in the corner, hugging a plush toy and staring blankly. His big eyes were completely devoid of light, like an angel with broken wings.

The little guy will just turn three on the 15th of next month, and his parents didn't have time to celebrate his birthday.