The welfare home is located in the suburbs of Yunzhou, more than an hour's drive away. Lu Zhiwei got up early, chose a plain and appropriate floral dress, pulled her bangs down to cover her forehead, and applied a layer of foundation to cover up yesterday's disarray.
Luo Wuyan and I drove to the welfare home, where the director and the children came to greet us at the entrance.
"Hello, brother and sister." The simple and honest children stood in a row and greeted them politely.
Today, Luo Wuyan wore a black leather jacket with black ripped jeans, and the obsidian earring in his left ear was super cool, making him look even more like a handsome guy.
Lu Zhiwei opened the trunk and took out all the food, drinks, school supplies, and clothes she had prepared, then asked Luo Wuyan to distribute them to the children.
“Ms. Lu, on behalf of the welfare home, I sincerely thank you for your generous assistance.” The elderly director, with his gray hair, was filled with tears of gratitude.
“Dean, I was also a child who got caught in the rain, so I should hold an umbrella for them.” Lu Zhiwei accompanied the old dean into the courtyard and told him about her childhood experiences.
Stepping into the courtyard, the ancient buildings, covered in mottled moss from the spring rains, looked dilapidated.
With these billions of yuan in revenue, more children will receive help, and they can live in bigger houses and receive a better education.
"Director, my only condition for this donation is that the welfare home should focus on the development and education of the children's talents. If there are any exceptionally talented painters, please contact me and send them to me. I will give them special training." Lu Zhiwei instructed the director as she walked.
“No problem. We’ve had a painting prodigy here before, but unfortunately she had a mental disability…” The old dean sighed.
Lu Zhiwei suddenly remembered the information that Shen Jinmo had shown her back then.
The orphanage mentioned in the information seems to be this one.
"The person you're talking about is named Xia Wanying?" Lu Zhiwei inquired tentatively.
"Yes, yes, Miss Lu, you know her?"
"Yes." Lu Zhiwei nodded. "She is currently my patient, Dean. Do you know anything about her past?"
Shen Jinmo could not glean a single word about Xia Wanying's past, but to completely heal her emotional wounds, he had to start from the source of those wounds.
"I took her in at the orphanage more than ten years ago. She was a child of just over ten years old who couldn't say a word. She was dazed and didn't know anything when asked. A while ago, a Mr. Shen came to take her away. Only then did I learn from him that this girl had been in a fire more than ten years ago. Her parents and brother had all burned to death in the fire, and she had suddenly disappeared..." The old director was speaking with great enthusiasm.
"Who gave you permission to divulge the privacy of the orphanage staff?" A cold, sharp voice came from directly in front, filled with rage.
When the old dean and Lu Zhiwei looked up, they saw Shen Jinmo, wearing a black casual shirt, leading Xia Wanying, who was wearing a pink princess dress, towards them.
"Sister Lu, Grandpa Dean!" Xia Wanying happily ran into the old dean's arms, her voice as clear and melodious as a nightingale's.
The dean embraced Xia Wanying and looked awkwardly at the dignified Shen Jingmo: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, Miss Lu said she wanted to learn about Miss Xia's past in order to find a more suitable way to heal her, so I just said something."
"Did you get his consent? If you don't want to keep this orphanage open anymore, then shut it down completely." Shen Jinmo's words were harsh and cold.
He would lose control and become as ruthless as a black-faced Yama whenever he touched Xia Wanying.
"I'm sorry," the old dean apologized again.
"Dean, I was presumptuous. I'm the one who should apologize. You go ahead and do your work. I'll talk to him."
The dean took Xia Wanying to the backyard to play with the other children.
Only Shen Jinmo and Lu Zhiwei remained in the front hall.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely tense and on the verge of conflict.
Before Lu Zhiwei could speak, Shen Jingmo interrupted her, saying, "Don't use treating Yingying as an excuse. You wouldn't care about her this much. Your real purpose is to understand my past with her, to figure out why you lost to her, and why I chose her and gave up on you, right?"
The barrage of questions made Lu Zhiwei laugh in exasperation.
"Shen Jinmo, you really think highly of yourself. With such a vivid imagination, why don't you write novels?"
After saying that, she turned to leave, but Shen Jinmo reached out and blocked her way: "There are so many orphanages, why did you choose this one? I showed you the file from that day, so you know that Yingying was found in this orphanage."
Lu Zhiwei felt as if her chest was about to explode.
Shen Jinmo never believed in coincidences.
He only wants to believe the answer he wants to believe.
"This is the closest welfare home to the city. The others are hundreds of kilometers away. Since I'm going to donate money anyway, why should I go to such lengths? I just found out that Xia Wanying is also in this welfare home. Mr. Shen boasts that he has been searching for her for ten years with deep affection. She was right under your nose, and you only found her now. It's clear that your deep affection is not worth mentioning."
Lu Zhiwei's words immediately made the usually aloof and brooding Shen Jinmo restless and uneasy.
The guilt buried deep in her heart seemed to be brought to the forefront: "Lu Zhiwei!"
He growled, his voice hoarse.
"Why are you calling me 'baby'?" Luo Wuyan's androgynous voice came from behind.
She walked confidently and gracefully to Lu Zhiwei's side, put her arm around her slender waist, and kissed her on the cheek.
In other countries, a cheek kiss is just a basic form of social etiquette.
But now, it's happening in the country.
Luo Wuyan's bold and unrestrained behavior is something only lovers would do.
Shen Jinmo's expression flickered, his taut jawline seemingly trying to suppress some emotion. "You couldn't wait to complete the divorce proceedings with me, all for him?"
Lu Zhiwei wanted to speak, but Luo Wuyan, fearing she would soften her stance, spoke first and confronted Shen Jingmo directly: "That's right, you can give Xia Wanying a title, so why can't my Weiwei give me one?"
"Heh, it seems it's my fault. I couldn't satisfy you during our marriage, and now you're cheating on me." Shen Jingmo glanced coldly at Lu Zhiwei, then turned and left.
Luo Wuyan, with her fiery temper, was quick to retaliate: "How can you, Young Master Shen, be so hypocritical? You only allow yourself to be with your white moonlight, but you won't allow Weiwei to make vows of eternal love with me?"
The person had already walked away, and Luo Wuyan wanted to rush up and continue talking, but Lu Zhiwei stopped her: "That's enough."
"If you can tolerate breast hyperplasia for a while, or ovarian cysts if you want to go to the gynecologist, then don't stop me."
"I'm afraid if I don't stop you, you'll end up in the orthopedics department later." Lu Zhiwei shook her head and chuckled, her hands tightly wrapped around Luo Wuyan's arm.
"Is he a good fighter? Did he abuse you?" Luo Wuyan's words became increasingly absurd.
Lu Zhiwei sighed and pointed to two strong men in black not far away: "He brought bodyguards."
"..." Luo Wuyan looked at the two burly men, each nearly a meter tall, and swallowed hard. "Thank you for saving my life, sisters."
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