in the afternoon.

"Miss Sheng, thank you for your donation and help. With your funds, the children will not have such a hard time this winter."

In a welfare home.

A charity event is being held, and they have invited many elites and rich people from City A to participate, such as listening to orphans singing, visiting activities, etc., mainly to win over funding for the next year.

At this moment, an elderly grandmother in the orphanage looked happily at Sheng Wu who was smiling gently beside her.

She is the head of the orphanage.

Sheng Wu hooked her lips and smiled modestly, "Principal, you are too polite, these things are what I should do."

Oh, the predecessor of this orphanage was the orphanage where the original owner was taken in.

"Miss Sheng, as the biggest donor this time, we will give you some small gifts made by children later. Although they are not valuable items, I hope Miss Sheng can accept this kindness."

The dean is over sixty years old, and she smiled kindly with her gray temples.

Sheng Wu nodded with a smile, "The dean joked, since it is a gift carefully prepared by the children, I must take a good look at it, and I will take it away when I leave later."

Since she is the largest donor, the dean received her alone and took her to visit the orphanage as usual, introducing the equipment and functions of the money invested last year.

This is also a tool of the original owner's hypocrisy.

She not only established a stray animal rescue station in the school, but also often donated property to welfare homes and social needs.

Of course, she seems to be low-key and not deliberately publicized.

But through other people's communication, everyone knows that she is a kind and fraternal person.

"Miss Sheng, these hot water facilities were built last year with the funds donated by you. The children have basically no chilblains and low-grade fevers in winter."

The dean took Sheng Wu to the living area of ​​the orphanage.

The dean was still the dean of the orphanage that took in the original owner. She naturally knew that Sheng Wu was adopted by the Holy Family, but she was very smart to keep silent about such things.

"That's good." Hearing this, Sheng Wu nodded, with a soft face on her pure face, "By the way, let's buy some more cotton bedding and cotton clothes for the children today."

The dean agreed immediately.

"Ok."

After all, the money was given by Sheng Wu, of course it was according to her wishes.

"Miss Sheng, the outside activities are about to begin. This time our children have prepared some cake-making activities. You can go and have a look and do it with them."

The dean suggested it very sincerely.

"Okay, Dean, you can go to work first, I can just go shopping by myself."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu looked sideways slightly, nodded, and the corners of her lips curved.

"OK then."

When the dean heard it, it was also true that Sheng Wu would come here at a fixed time every year, and there were some important tasks outside, so she didn't shirk it.

"Miss Sheng, take your time and call me if you need anything."

"Ok."

Immediately afterward, Sheng Wu wandered alone in the huge orphanage, those children were probably arranged to prepare for activities in other places.

Light footsteps stepped on the wooden board, almost without much sound.

Sheng Wu looked at the environment of the orphanage in the original owner's memory, although there were some discrepancies, but it was not bad, her eyes were indifferent, and she felt very boring.

Soon, the fun begins.

Sheng Wu had just rounded a corner and came to a dormitory, and saw it.

That tall and cool flower of Gaoling.

Sheng Wu's lips curled slightly, and she walked over without any surprise.

He didn't deliberately slow down his footsteps, so Jimoli, who was standing by the bed in the dormitory, overlooking the bustling scene in the courtyard below along the window sill, twitched in his ear.

"Mr. Jimo, what a coincidence."

Sheng Wu's red lips curled up, and she walked to Jimoli's side with a smile on her face.

But Jimoli turned his head when he heard the movement, his eyes were filled with astonishment and expectation.

"Why is Miss Sheng here?"

Sheng Wu asked without answering, "Then what about Mr. Jimo, why is he here?"

Jimo Li raised his cold eyebrows, wearing gold rimless glasses, he looked refined and distant, with a bookish air, the expression in his eyes was hidden.

He raised his eyes indifferently, looked at Sheng Wu, pulled his lips, and a deep and cold voice came from his chest.

"I told Miss Sheng last night that when I was ten years old, my parents died early and I was sent to the orphanage, which is here. The event was held today, and I was invited to come back and take a look."

Hearing these words, Sheng Wu's face was bright, showing a very appropriate surprise.

"It turns out that Mr. Jimo also stayed in this orphanage."

"..."

However, Jimoli frowned slightly when he saw her artificial surprised expression, and was speechless.

But he was not in a hurry to speak, he just looked at Sheng Wu silently and indifferently.

"Has Mr. Jimo donated money too?"

Seeing his silent and cold appearance, Sheng Wu, who felt bored, gave a cold snort, shrugged, and was too lazy to perform with him, and walked directly to Jimoli's side.

Following his line of sight, he looked down into the yard.

"Well, I donated."

Jimo's Adam's apple slides up and down, the tip of his nose is the faint fragrance from the person who is very close to him.

His fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pupils were lowered. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white skin in front of him, and the slightly curly long hair was slightly tossed, inadvertently teasing the curvature of his chest.

Because this is an included angle, the distance between the two people is very close, but the distance between two fists.

Sheng Wu didn't seem to realize that there was any problem with the distance between the two of them, she looked at the people in the yard who were already preparing to make cakes, she looked away, turned her head and looked at Jimoli with a smile.

"Why, isn't Mr. Jimo curious about what I just said?" He said, of course, he "also" stayed in an orphanage.

Jimo Li raised his eyebrows and asked back, his deep and three-dimensional features were dignified and handsome.

"This is a personal matter, should I be curious?"

Hearing this, Sheng Wu was silent for a second, then hooked her lips, and leaned her slender figure forward, almost leaning on Jimoli's chest.

Her shining beautiful eyes clearly reflected his figure, and her eyes met.

"Then, Mr. Jimo obviously never came here, why did he come today?"

Sheng Wu seems to be gentle, but the fox eyes with no warmth, meet Jimo Li's alienated and cold eyes, there is secret provocation in his eyes.

Obviously, she found out that Jimoli had stayed in this orphanage before, and she also knew that he had never been back to visit, but.

Donate money every year.

But the original owner, Sheng Wu, would come every year and donate money.

So, what caused Jimoli to make an exception this year...

Although the Holy Family hid the news that Sheng Wu was adopted, it's not impossible for someone like Jimo Li to find out.

Sheng Wu's seemingly pure eyes were actually glowing with a strange and seductive luster, and Jimo Li was not surprised to see her in such a contrast.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, he looked away from her, and his fingers under the cuffs of his suit were slightly twisted.

The textured voice was clear and cold, "Miss Sheng, are you so curious and talkative about everyone?"

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