Good.

Anyway, the richer Sheng Jiafu is, the stingier he becomes; he doesn't share his earnings with his family much.

It's good that we lost money...

With this in mind, everyone was in a great mood and ate more breakfast than usual.

Only Sheng Ai cared about Sheng Jiafu: "Third Brother, you are really kind."

Everyone: "..."

He's kind my ass!

He's just playing the "kind" role in front of you.

Sheng Jiafu forced a smile: "For Xiao Ai's sake, of course, Third Brother must be a good person."

Sheng Ai picked up her phone and opened a website: "Third Brother, since you care so much about the earthquake disaster in Mian Dian, why don't you donate some money to the people of Mian Dian?"

Sheng Jiafu's expression changed slightly: "Donate... how much?"

He's suffered heavy losses these past few days, and you're asking him to donate money?

Sheng Ai: "I know my brother is a very outstanding investor, so I'll donate 10 million."

One thousand...ten thousand?

Sheng Jiafu's glasses slipped down, and tears streamed down his face again.

He's already lost so much money, and you still want him to donate 10 million?

Isn't this going to kill him?

He suppressed the urge to burst into tears: "Does it really have to be a thousand or ten million?"

Sheng Ai thought for a moment and said, "10 million is indeed not much for the earthquake-stricken area, so let's make it 20 million."

Everyone: "..."

very good.

They had a better appetite.

Sheng Tianxing, in particular, had been tormented by Sheng Ai these past few days. Seeing Sheng Jiafu, with whom she had only a casual relationship, suffering so much made her feel much better.

Sheng Jiafu's tears fell even more: "Twenty-two million?"

Sheng Ai: "Third Brother, do you think it's not enough? Then add more..."

"No, that's enough." Sheng Jiafu forced a smile. "There are many people in China who need help, so we can't donate too much money to foreign countries."

He agreed first.

Whether or not we'll donate afterwards, who knows?

Unexpectedly, Sheng Ai handed him her phone: "Third Brother, you can donate now. Just donate to this account."

Sheng Jiafu cried, "Do I really have to donate now?"

Sheng Ai: "Of course, the disaster area urgently needs money."

Sheng Jiafu really didn't dare to say "no" to Sheng Ai.

So he obediently donated it...

After donating, he locked the door to his room, crawled into bed, and cried his heart out...

The Mian Dian Port at this time.

Aunt Xu entered the border of Mian Dian with her passport and asked the disaster victims who were rushing to the border between the two countries: "This is my daughter Momo, have you seen her?"

The disaster victims shook their heads.

The sun had already risen to its zenith.

Exhausted, Aunt Xu walked for a while, then her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground, feeling that she could never get up again.

Momo...

Where is her Momo?

Will she ever see her Momo again in her lifetime?

Just then, a weak but joyful voice reached her ears: "Mom?"

"I am Momo—"

"I'm Momo—"

Aunt Xu felt she must be dying to be hallucinating...

But even so.

She still tried to open her eyes wide and look towards the source of the sound.

A disheveled girl, dressed in dirty clothes, stumbled and ran towards her...

"Momo—"

Aunt Xu cried again.

But this time, the tears were sweet...

Because, even through the mess and the disaster victims, she recognized the girl at a glance as her beloved daughter, Momo, whom she had been searching for and longing for day and night.

She mustered all her strength and staggered toward the other person.

"Momo, my Momo..."

"Mom has finally found you..."

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly.