The other side.

3:32 AM.

The helicopter landed on the helipad outside Cloud City.

Eight o'clock.

Renault stood in front of the brand new iron gate of the "Yuncheng Children's Welfare Institute", stroking the yellowed photo in his pocket with his fingertips.

Twenty-two years ago.

It was here that three-year-old Gu Youran spent her childhood without him.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in my chest, as if someone was clutching my heart tightly.

In order not to attract other people's attention, he only brought Lei Shuangcheng with him, and everyone else stayed in the car outside the yard.

"Gentlemen, please come in!"

Dean Zhang came out quickly. When this middle-aged woman in her early forties heard that someone wanted to donate, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Our welfare home really needs funds to improve its facilities recently..."

"Let's take a tour first."

Renault interrupted her coldly, but his eyes swept across every corner of the yard calmly.

Dean Zhang enthusiastically took them on a tour.

"We just completed the renovation last year. Now the children have standard dormitories and multimedia classrooms..."

She pointed to the brand new plastic track and brightly colored amusement facilities, her tone full of pride.

When he reached the dormitory area, Renault suddenly stopped.

"What was this place like twenty years ago?"

Dean Zhang was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to ask this question.

But she still explained: "The conditions back then were definitely not as good as they are now. I heard that there used to be more than ten children squeezed into one room, but now there are only four to a room."

Renault's hands hanging at his sides unconsciously clenched into fists.

I feel very guilty when I think about how Gu Youran lived in such a crowded environment back then.

Unfortunately, he was only eight years old at that time and could not do anything.

Half an hour later.

The three of them sat down in the dean's office.

Renault said: "I am going to donate 10 million."

Dean Zhang sat up straight abruptly, rubbing his hands unconsciously.

"This...this is really...Sir, you are truly a living Bodhisattva!"

Renault ignored her compliment and took out two photos and pushed them over.

"Do you know these two children?"

Dean Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked closely at the photo. "I've only been here two years..."

She suddenly turned around and shouted towards the door: "Auntie Li! Hurry up and find Auntie Li!"

Ten minutes later, the office door was gently pushed open.

An old woman with a hunched back walked in slowly.

Her gray hair was tied with a faded rubber band, and she was wearing a washed-out blue shirt with frayed cuffs.

She took the photo, and her cloudy eyes suddenly became tearful.

"This is 'Little Raindrop'. It was drizzling when she was left at the orphanage gate, so we called her that. When she was five years old, she followed Chunhua to the back mountain to pick wild fruits and fell down the hillside... I heard that she was rescued by a passerby, but we haven't heard from her since..."

Her wrinkled fingers moved to the other girl's face. "This is Chunhua, about the same size as a raindrop. We lived in the same house and had a very good relationship. Later, she saved a rich young man, and his parents took her in..."

Renault suppressed his excitement and asked, "Is there an adoption record?"

Dean Zhang was flipping through the file book in a panic, but suddenly his movements froze.

The page that should have recorded the information of the two children now only had a few neat tear marks left.

The office suddenly fell silent.

Aunt Li twisted the corner of her clothes nervously, and muttered after a while: "Old Zhang... the former dean... he might know..."

"Where does he live now?" Renault asked anxiously.

Li Ma stammered, "In... in Liushu Village on the outskirts of the city... I don't know the exact address, but the one with the old locust tree at the entrance of the village is..."

Renault stood up and said to Dean Zhang, "I'll send someone to deliver the check tomorrow."

After saying that, he and Lei Shuangcheng walked out of the office quickly.

An hour later.

Renault and Lei Shuangcheng stood in front of Old Zhang's mud house.

A rusty iron lock hung on the dilapidated wooden door, and the eaves were covered with cobwebs.

It's obvious that no one has lived here for a long time.

In the next yard, an old farmer looked up and sighed, "Are you looking for Old Zhang? He died of illness a long time ago. He died within half a year of returning."

…

Two o'clock in the afternoon, in the office of the president of Shi Group.

Shi Heng was sitting behind his desk, processing documents.

Assistant Qin knocked on the door and came in, his expression a little subtle.

"Mr. Shi, Miss Mu is here and she insists on seeing you."

Shi Heng raised his head, a cold look flashing across his eyes, "Mu Xuewei?"

"Yes." Assistant Qin said with disdain. "Her recent affairs have caused a lot of uproar. I wonder what she wants to do this time. Do you want to refuse?"

Shi Heng closed the file and said, "Let her in."

Mu Xuewei walked into the office, still maintaining the demeanor of her former socialite, but the sharpness in her eyes had dimmed a lot.

She was wearing a well-cut black dress that made her skin look even paler.

"Congratulations, Mr. Shi."

Mu Xuewei's voice was deliberately sweet. "To acquire the Chu Building at 30% of the market price, this skill is truly admirable."

Shi Heng's expression remained unchanged. "Ms. Mu, did you come all the way here just to say this?"

Mu Xuewei sat down opposite him, her eyes carefully sketching the man in front of her.

Just one week after taking office as the president of Shi Group, several decisions he implemented pushed the group's stock price to a record high.

Such an outstanding man should have been hers.

She was once the most famous lady in the capital, and in everyone's eyes, the only woman worthy of Shi Heng.

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