"I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Wang Peng denied it outright.

"Jiaojiao, you entrusted the media to show the public the plight of impoverished students and called on more entrepreneurs to sponsor them. This is positive energy."

"If this exposure attracts the attention of relevant departments, and if these departments provide preferential policies for impoverished students, then this will be a great merit."

"How can you say that such positive energy, which is full of merit, is devoid of humanity? I'll fight anyone who dares to say you're devoid of humanity."

After finishing his speech in one breath, Wang Peng looked at himself in the mirror with an air of righteousness.

"Hehe, my husband understands me best." Li Mengjiao was very happy. "My daughter misses her father. In a few days, I will take my daughter back to China."

"Okay!" Wang Peng said with a smile, "I miss you all too. Remember to call me and I'll pick you up from the airport."

"Honey, wait for me, be a good girl." Li Mengjiao said before hanging up the phone.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Peng's expression grew increasingly helpless.

Li Mengjiao returned to China with her two-year-old daughter and encountered Li Mingzhu, who was newly pregnant. It was like a collision of planets.

"What should I do?" Wang Peng's head was getting more and more throbbing, his mind a complete mess.

...

Ping'an County, Xiaowang Village.

Wang Huai arrived at Wang Song's house. "Second brother, when did you get back? Why didn't you tell me?"

"The train was last night." Wang Song was quite embarrassed.

Before going to the provincial capital, he gave his eight mu of peanut fields to his elder brother, who had been managing them for three months.

Now he wants the peanut field back, but he really doesn't know how to bring it up, and he hasn't dared to go to Wang Huai until now.