The Shen family has been passed down for three generations. Shen Yanming, who inherited his grandfather's fine traditions, asked his assistant to check the qualifications and reputation of the Little Sun Welfare Home before coming to it.

After confirming that all the company's donations would be used effectively in the future, Shen Yanming came to the welfare home.

After receiving the news, the old director, his staff and the children waited in front of the door half a quarter of an hour in advance.

I saw a transport truck following a black car, which was full of things, including school bags, stationery, food and daily necessities.

The car stopped, and Shen Yanming, who got out from the back seat, was warmly welcomed by the entire welfare home.

He instructed the people around him to unload the daily necessities from the transport truck and distribute them to the children in the welfare home.

Chen Yanming followed the old dean with a kind smile and listened to her introduction.

"This is where children usually hang out. They usually do outdoor activities here to pass the time."

The old dean was beside him and his assistant followed behind him.

Chen Yanming squinted his eyes and looked at the old slide and rusty entertainment facilities in the open air. The man withdrew his eyes and continued to move forward and go up the stairs.

"On weekdays, the children play together in these rooms."

Following the direction pointed by the old dean's arm, Shen Yanming's eyes were fixed on the old tables, chairs, and other facilities in the window.

After a tour, I looked at the bright smiles of the children who had received backpacks and toys.

He planned to go back without delay and instruct the Finance Department of Shen Group to donate more to the account of Little Sun Welfare Home.

Twenty million should be enough for renovations, Shen Yanming thought uncertainly.

According to the original itinerary, after touring and leaving the three-story building, Chen Yanming politely declined the old dean's invitation to stay and planned to leave.

It seemed as if God had provided the will of heaven. The caregiver from the welfare home hurried down the stairs, but the sudden situation blocked his way out.

The matter was urgent, and he didn't care about anything else. He turned around and looked at Mr. Shen, the big sponsor of Little Sun, in front of the dean.

"Mingming and Fangfang started fighting, and they couldn't stop each other."

It turned out that Chen Yanming brought a lot of supplies that the children needed today, and each child got a toy.

Mingming and Fangfang both liked the same item and they were arguing over it, their faces red with anger.

Neither of them could convince the other, and they even started fighting. In the end, it was still unclear who was the winner. Fang Fang's face was red and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go and ask Sister Yu for justice."

Sister Yu is the most popular among the children in the courtyard, and they all listen to her.

Qing Yuer lived on the top floor of a three-story building, listening to the familiar and noisy calls coming from the door.

She sat quietly by the bed waiting, then fumbled with her guide stick to get up.

Qing Yuer thought that the guest outside the yard had left, so she opened the door without thinking too much.

A child outside the door, holding half of a big teddy bear in one hand, stumbled in. Qing Yuer laughed out loud and stepped aside to make way.

She couldn't see and didn't know that Chen Yanming, who was dressed in a suit and tie at the stairs, glanced at her casually and was actually fixed on her face.

Her eyebrows were like emerald feathers, her eyes were full of autumnal waves, her nose was delicate and her lips were cherry-red. She was so gorgeous that her beauty directly struck Chen Yanming's stupid head.

His calm heart was beating out of his throat. With a hoarse throat, he walked over like a dazed man and walked in stupidly.

He could not hear the old dean's noisy call in his ears, and he foolishly came to Qing Yuer, who had a dazed look in her eyes, in front of the other two children in the room.

He squatted down and lowered his voice, afraid of startling the person in front of him, and spoke carefully.

"Hello, my name is Shen Yanming. I'm the president of Shen Group. I'm here to visit the welfare home today. Are you a staff member of the welfare home?"

"Excuse me, what's your last name?"

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"Chen Yanming, you still remember the first time we met. You're so funny. How could someone be so ignorant as to expose the past the first time they meet?"

Recalling the man's peacock-like introduction, Qing Yuer, who was covering her nose and giggling, was very comfortable in corrupting her husband.

"I didn't know you at the time, and I was complaining in my heart that in my twenty-plus years of life, this was the first time I'd met someone so tactless as you!"

On the weekend, Chen Yanming, who was preparing to accompany his wife back to her parents' home on Sunday, sat cross-legged opposite his wife.

In the middle stood a big, clueless golden retriever, glancing sideways at the light bulb that was preventing him from being intimate with his wife.

Unable to bear it, Chen Yanming, who was about to stretch out his arms to drag his daughter away, heard his wife's joke, turned around and touched his nose, saying uncomfortably.

“Really?”

"You said yes or no, I don't know you!"

"Put yourself in my shoes. One day, you're blind and suddenly a strange woman approaches you, saying something that's neither plausible nor incomprehensible."

"What's your name? What company is your CEO from? Where did you graduate from? How many people are in your family? How old are you this year? How tall are you? How much do you weigh? Are you in good health? And so on."

"You were so eager to report your ancestors that I was so scared I almost wanted to dig out a big villa from under my feet."

His ears were filled with his wife recalling the embarrassing moments when he pursued her. Chen Yanming was extremely embarrassed, speechless and choked with embarrassment.

But he just touched his nose silently, watching his wife happily scolding him, and never interrupted her to reveal his embarrassing stories.

After complaining for a while, Qing Yuer shut up because her mouth was dry. Chen Yanming, this wife slave, was very perceptive.

My wife just felt her mouth dry when the water of just the right temperature arrived at her hand just in time.

Qing Yuer took the cup and drank it as usual, then stretched out her arm to put the empty cup on the table beside her.

Just as she put it down, she heard a man's voice asking questions from the opposite side.

"So you were really annoyed with me when you first met me, weren't you?"

Qing Yuer often felt that her love-brained husband always liked to pay attention to the details that she never paid attention to.

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