When the boys in the class caught up, the people had already run away.

"Chaochao, are you okay?" Che Keer grabbed her arm and looked at her carefully, his voice gasping.

Fu Chaochao shook his head, "Do you think I'm in trouble?"

She stopped the alarm and walked to Nie Xin, who was lowered and hung her head and said nothing, "Let's talk."

Nie Xin moved her head and said softly: "There is nothing to talk about."

Fu Chaochao smiled softly, "Nie Xin, don't you want to usher in a new life?"

A new life?

Nie Xin couldn't help looking at her, but she stopped talking.

The sunlight fell behind Fu Chaochao, blurring her voice and appearance, making people unable to see clearly.

Nie Xin still remembers this scene today and what Fu Chaochao said for a long time—

"Talk to me, you won't regret it."

-

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Fu Chaochao left the school.

During this period, Bo Jingshen sent a message and said he wanted to come and pick her up.

But Fu Chaochao said that she still had something to deal with, so that he would not have to come over and leave school with his classmates, so he would not worry.

Che Keer followed Fu Chaochao with his face, cursing: "I didn't expect the Fu family to be so hateful. He actually threatened the sponsorship of the welfare home!"

Che Keer listened to the conversation between Nie Xin and Fu Chaochao throughout the whole process, and was considered a witness.

She was originally very hostile to Che Keer. If they hadn't arrived in time, something might not have happened afterwards.

But after hearing what happened to her, I couldn't hate her again.

This is how much you have to give up so that you can say with a calm expression, "If you don't do this, the Fu family will stop sponsoring the welfare home, and the children will be broken up and redistributed the welfare home. They may not be able to live better than they are now."

Fu Chaochao lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Many companies do good deeds to win a good reputation. They don't care whether the money is implemented in place, nor do they care whether the suffering children have really received help.

What they want is just taking a show photo with the children when they need them."

It’s just that those who really think about the children will never be able to empathize without being in it.

Che Keer sighed, "I just want Nie Xin to help you, you must find sponsorship for the welfare home first. But it is not so easy to find a company to recruit sponsorship again."

Che Ke'er didn't know what Fu Chaochao asked Nie Xin to help her. Anyway, judging by this attitude, this busyness is very important.

"It's because it's hard to find, so I have to find it even more." Fu Chaochao frowned. There was a stone on the side of the road, and she stretched out her feet and kicked her.

Sooner or later, she will be defeated by the Fu family. She will have to find new sponsors for the welfare home sooner or later, and she doesn't want to see those good children being scattered.

Who said that you don’t remember anything when you are young?

They are all friends who spend time together day and night, and they just want to separate. How uncomfortable is it to be?

Besides, when you go to a new welfare home, who knows what the treatment will be and whether you will be abused?

The stone rolled down on a leaflet. Fu Chaochao passed by and saw that the leaflet was printed with a certain dance studio opening a coaching class, and he was assigned a job after graduation...

Her mind flashed and her eyes lit up, "It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. God helps you, and the welfare home can rely on yourself!"

Che Keer was stunned, "Do you rely on yourself? How do you rely on it?"

If you can rely on yourself, the deans of those welfare homes don’t need to go to sponsor every day.

Fu Chaochao's eyes bent slightly, "We don't have to focus our attention on the company. There are so many active public accounts and marketing accounts now. Why can't the welfare home rely on itself to attract sponsorship?"

There are many people in the world who are kind-hearted and cannot give out a lot of money, but as long as you are willing to contribute a little bit, a little bit of kindness can gather into a sea of ​​love.

Suddenly, a small stone hit Fu Chaochao's feet, and she looked up.

In the dim lights, a graceful lady leaned on the car. This man, Zhilan and Yushu, had his eyebrows flying, and his hands gently touched his head and waved at her, with a bright smile.

Another evil.

A sentence came to Fu Chaochao's mind:
Chapter completed!