"Are you alright?" Lu Siqiao handed Qian Wenjie a glass of cola and asked softly.

Qian Wenjie downed his drink in one gulp, but still felt unsatisfied. He grabbed a glass of whiskey, gulped it down, and spat out, "Chen Dongzhi, I'll kill him as soon as possible!"

Lu Siqiao asked curiously, "I heard your brother-in-law is just a poor guy, how dare he give you attitude?" Can the Qian family tolerate his open defiance?

“Because I’m useless. Besides causing trouble, I’m good for nothing at home.” Qian Wenjie was drunk and started talking. “My sister Wenhua was adopted. In this family, apart from my mother, no one truly treats her well.”

“Chen Dongzhi has recently secured some projects. My dad and older brother rely on him, and they usually turn a blind eye when he bullies my sister. Moreover, Wenhua has been married for three years and is now pregnant, so she is bound to be in the wrong.”

"Having children is not just a woman's problem, it can also be a man's problem," Lu Siqiao said earnestly.

Qian Wenjie chuckled and patted her head: "Little girl, what do you know? I also asked Wenhua, and she said that she went for a checkup with Chen Dongzhi, and they found out it was her problem."

"If that's the case, why don't you let Sister Wenhua get a divorce?" Lu Siqiao said seriously. "Like Su Muyao, being an independent single woman is much better than being locked in a cage."

Qian Wenjie remained silent.

When he saw Su Muyao's miserable state, he thought of Qian Wenhua and felt more sorry for her.

"Marriage into a wealthy family isn't as simple as you think; it involves too many interests," he said casually. As if thinking of something, he suggested, "I'll take you to meet Wen Hua later; maybe you two will get along well."

As the two were talking, a group of police officers walked into the club and headed in Qian Wenjie's direction.

The crowd parted to make way for Qian Wenguo and Chen Dongzhi to meet them.

"Officer, what can I do for you?" Qian Wenguo's face was ashen as he turned around and glared fiercely at Qian Wenjie.

Chen Dongzhi, however, fanned the flames, saying, "Police officers, are you here to see Qian Wenjie?"

The police officer in the lead nodded.

Qian Wenguo's face suddenly turned cold, and he patiently said, "Could you tell me about my Wenjie—"

“Sorry,” the policeman nodded to him, walked around him, and came to Qian Wenjie.

Qian Wenjie hurriedly stood up, swaying unsteadily, and exhaled a breath of alcohol.

Seeing this, Lu Siqiao quickly took out a bottle of hangover medicine from her space and forced him to drink it.

"Captain Cai, what brings you here?" Qian Wenjie woke up, looking like a completely different person.

Cai Jinnong stood up straight and gave him a standard salute: "Comrade Qian Wenjie, thanks to your help, our police have cracked down on a human trafficking gang, and now 300 abducted children have been successfully rescued. On behalf of those suffering families, I would like to present you with this banner!"

After saying that, he took out a brocade banner and solemnly handed it to Qian Wenjie.

"These are thank-you letters written to you by the abducted children." He then handed him a thick stack of letters.

A mother and child stepped out from behind him; the woman looked distressed and was holding a three-month-old baby in her arms.

"My benefactor, thank you for saving my son, thank you so much." The woman still had a mark on her neck, and her eyes were red as she said to Qian Wenjie, "You saved the lives of my whole family."

Cai Jinnong explained, "This Ms. Shao just lost her husband, and now she has lost her child. In a moment of despair, she attempted suicide by hanging. She was just rescued. After learning that her child has been found, she insisted on seeing you."

Qian Wenjie's heart felt so full that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"You're welcome. Just keep a close eye on the child from now on," he instructed the woman. Seeing that she was poorly dressed, he took out a wad of cash from his pocket and stuffed it haphazardly into her hand. "Take good care of the child. If you need anything, you can contact me."

The woman sobbed uncontrollably, "Thank you."

There was a burst of boasting in the club.

When Cai Jinnong was leaving with the woman, he was stopped by Fang Dingding.

"Madam, please wait a moment. I am Fang Dingding, the chairperson of the Little Angels Charity Foundation. We are currently raising funds to help children. If you are interested, you can apply through our back-end system so that we can do our part for your family."

Fang Dingding said sincerely.

The reporters behind her had been waiting for a long time and were eagerly pressing the shutter button.

It turns out that Fang Dingding had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

She also sent people to incite the woman to come and find Qian Wenjie.

It's true that I do good deeds.

Fang Dingding values ​​her reputation more.

Then, she stood on the stage and gave a generous speech, and brought out many paintings by famous artists and jewelry, etc., to start a charity auction. The atmosphere was high, and the people in the audience shouted higher and higher prices in order to show their status.

Lu Siqiao also held up a sign and bid one million for a young painter's Four Seasons series of oil paintings. As far as she knew, this painter later became very famous, and those paintings were worth collecting.

Despite the charity event raising ten million yuan, Qian Wenjie frowned and stared intently at the radiant Fang Dingding on stage.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" Lu Siqiao was very excited to have raised so much money, after all, it was a good deed.

Qian Wenjie's gaze was cold: "I don't like being used."

Lu Siqiao laughed and said, "She put in both money and effort, so we have to let her taste some benefits. Otherwise, who will be willing to do it in the future?"

Qian Wenjie thought about it and realized it made sense, and quickly let it go.

Instead, Qian Wenguo came over and apologized for what he had just said, adding that he originally thought Qian Wenguo was just joking around when he opened the studio.

Qian Wenjie's expression was aloof: "Brother, I'm not afraid of you. Who told me to always act recklessly in the past?"

Chen Dongzhi said dryly, "Wenjie, since your company has experts in this field, why don't you let Wenhua look into it?"

Mentioning Qian Wenhua, Qian Wenguo frowned: "This is outrageous! Wenhua is just bored, she's not sick."

If people knew that Qian Wenhua had depression, they would gossip.

"Young Master Qian, we can go chat with Sister Wenhua later. As long as you're not idle, life will become more and more exciting," Lu Siqiao said with a smile, trying to smooth things over.

Qian Wenguo finally remembered who she was and exclaimed with delight, "That's right, you're Lu Siqiao. My grandfather once mentioned you."

Lu Siqiao blinked: "Mr. Qian, is there something you need from me?"

Qian Wenguo called her aside and whispered, "I heard you sold a kind of medicine to Old Master He that can cure all diseases. My old man's health is deteriorating day by day. I wanted to ask if you still have that kind of medicine?"

They actually wanted to buy medicine from Lu Siqiao?