"You know? What do you know?" Angie was furious. "If you knew, would you keep your photos and be reluctant to throw them away?"

"What can a few photos prove?" Ji Feili didn't mind, "And don't you know more about me and her than anyone else?"

He did something wrong and still dared to retaliate? !

"Ji Feili, if you burn this photo album in front of me today, I can let bygones be bygones."

"What are you crazy about?"

This was the first time Ji Feili was angry with Angie. "I'm in there. Can you just burn it? I don't care if you target others everywhere, but you want to burn me. Have you considered my feelings?"

Seeing that Ji Feili was angry, Angie's arrogance instantly dissipated by half.

She was annoyed, but she didn't dare to stir things up again. After all, she still had to rely on Ji Feili to bring her wealth and honor and become her rich second generation young lady.

'"Feili, don't be angry with me. I only care about your picture because I care too much about you, love you too much, and fear of losing you. Wuwu, I really don't want to lose you. Without you, I don't know how to survive."

Angie cried.

When she showed weakness, how could Ji Feili lose his temper with her again? He hugged her, patted her back and comforted her, "Qiqi, don't worry, I'm yours, no one can steal me away. You're so good, how could I think of other women?"

Angie hugged her even harder. She raised her tearful little face and yelled, "But, you still have your photos."

"I just haven't figured out how to deal with it." Ji Feili sighed and said, "Since you care so much about that photo album, then you can take it away. Whatever you do, it's up to you."

Angie laughed, "Really?"

"Really." Ji Feili scratched her nose helplessly.

"Then I can rest assured." Angie chuckled in his arms for a long time. She remembered something and suddenly said, "My dad called over the money. I sent you the money."

"Wang Gang called me today to ask about the money. You came at the right time. I'll call him back with this ten million yuan in a moment." Because of the business of earning money, Ji Feili completely forgot about the dispute with Angie just now.

"By the way, Feili, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

Angele pulled him to the sofa and said, "You know about my godfather, Vice Mayor Yang, raising money for children with heart disease."

Ji Feili nodded, "Yes, the company sent someone to donate 500,000 yuan yesterday."

Angie nodded.

Ji Group is a famous large enterprise in S City. How can Mayor Yang's letter of invitation not be received? If Ji Group wanted to set up a good image, this kind of publicity would naturally fall.

"I want to go over and help. I will do my best to give you a better image of Ji Group."

"Qiqi, you think of everything for me and the company. I really don't know how to thank you." Ji Feili listened to Angie's words and felt very pleased in his heart.

"We're husband and wife." Angie leaned against his shoulder and said, "Couples should share the blessings and the difficulties. Ji Group is such a big industry, but the role model of all companies in S City. How can we relax when others are staring at us all the time? Besides, my child is gone. I know the pain. I can't let other parents suffer the same pain as me."

After she finished speaking, her eyes were filled with tears again, and she was very charming.

"Don't worry about it. If you have anything to help, just tell me." Ji Feili sighed and said softly.

"Yes."

In the next few days, the story of the Heart Disease Children's Fund spread in S City. Families came one after another. Angie looked at the huge list of names and her mind rumbled.

If so many people were to treat her together, how could the remaining 800,000 in her hands …

No, she had to drag it out!

No matter what, he had to wait until the money that he had invested in the Purple Gold Mine came back!

As a result, she ordered people to investigate the financial situation of these families one by one and first selected five families with genuine financial difficulties for treatment.

Although Mrs. Yang gave all the power to Angie, she was still paying attention from time to time. After all, this matter was related to her husband's career. How could she not worry about it?

"Godmother, some parents are still worried about us, so I chose five children from poor families as the first batch of volunteers. As their illness improves, let other families see our sincerity and effectiveness. In the second batch, we can increase the number of people being treated."

Angie explained.

Mrs. Yang sounds reasonable.

After all, not everyone would trust their children's lives to their hands in such a life-threatening matter. Therefore, it was more appropriate to have a group of first-mover experimenters.

She pursed her lips and smiled. The more she looked at Angie, the more she liked her. "Qiqi, you are indeed meticulous and careful in your work. In this way, godmother would be relieved."

"Godmother, don't compliment me. Let's go to the ward to see the children first." Angie took Mrs. Yang's hand and went to the ward.

Seeing the children's morbid but innocent faces, Mrs. Yang felt warm in her heart. Not only was it because of her husband's career, she was also really moved by the innocence of these children.

Once again, she was extremely glad that she had done this!

"Kids, this is Mrs. Yang. You can call her Auntie Yang. It's all thanks to Auntie Yang that you can treat and cure your body here."

After Angie finished speaking, the children in the ward said with all their might, "Thank you, Mrs. Yang."

Mrs. Yang was very happy in her heart. She talked and laughed with the children for a long time, then instructed the attendant servants to go out and buy some fruits and give them to the children in the ward.

Until she left the ward, Mrs. Yang's heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Angie looked at the satisfied smile on her face and her heart trembled. She said, "Godmother, after all, this hospital is a place where Yin Qi diseases are hidden. In the future, you should come as little as possible to prevent those dirty things from colliding with your body. When these children are all well, I will bring them as gifts for you."

Mrs. Yang chuckled. "You're a careful girl. Godmother, listen to you. Don't come back in the future. However, you have to take care of your own body."

"Godmother, don't worry. My body is very strong. It's nothing." Angie said as she escorted Mrs. Yang out of the house and into the car.

"Alright, stop sending them off. Let's go back." After Mrs. Yang finished speaking, she instructed the driver to drive.

After seeing Mrs. Yang off, Angie slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

This trial had finally passed.

*

Because it was the heroic feat of S City, the TV media all paid close attention to the development of this charitable foundation.

When Gu En'en saw the reporters interviewing Angie at home, he couldn't help but scoff, "She would be so kind? Hmph! Who knows what kind of bad idea she's up to."

"I once lost a child. When I saw those children suffering from illness, my heart felt very bad. As a mother, I could understand my parents' feelings," Angele's tearful face was still on the screen. I hope to do my bit to help those poor children fight against the disease, so that they can grow up healthily without any burden and not be tortured by the disease again, so that I can feel my own value. "

Gu En'en curled his lips and turned off the TV.

Is it because she knows Angie too well? Therefore, she always felt that Angie was lying, and she just didn't believe that Angie would be such a kind-hearted person.

Irritable! Irritable!

Let's go play with Ruirui!

As he spoke, Gu En'en took the coconut biscuits that Ji Feifan had prepared last night and went upstairs to visit.

The one who opened the door was Tan Jin'en. He was wearing an apron and looked like he was cooking.

She blinked her eyes, changed her shoes and asked, "Big Brother Tan, it's only 3:30 in the afternoon. What are you cooking?"

"Little Ze wants to eat cake. Didn't you go to work today?"

Gu En'en shook his head. "I got up this morning with a slight headache and stayed at home. My husband made some biscuits yesterday. I brought them up for Ruirui to eat."

As she spoke, she shouted to Ruirui, who was playing racing in the house, "Ruirui, look, I brought you coconut-flavored biscuits."

"Sister En'en." When Ruirui saw En'en, he didn't even need to play with the car. He threw his calves over and hugged Gu En'en's leg. He raised his head and smiled happily, "I want to eat, I want to eat."

"Alright, let's go eat together." Gu En'en said as he pulled Ruirui's small hand towards the sofa.

Pouring out the biscuits and placing them on the plate, Gu En'en let Ruirui eat them first. She sneaked into the kitchen and saw Tan Jin'en stirring the eggs with a mixer. She couldn't help but sigh, "I think the men who can cook are the most attractive, and the men who can cook are the best men! You're just like my uncle, they're both great men!"

I really don't know why his ex-wife went crazy and left such a good man like him. Sigh, stupid ah stupid …

Tan Jin'en looked at her shining eyes and couldn't help but laugh at her, "Look at my cooking expression, it's exactly the same as Little Ze's."

"Then do you mean that my childlike heart is still alive, or that Ruirui is young and mature?"

Tan Jin'en smiled and said, "You'd rather I lean towards that?"

"Alright, I'll take it as you say I'm naive." Gu En'en smiled and chatted with Tan Jin En, "Big Brother Tan, I saw you accompany Ruirui every day, and I didn't see you go out to work. What exactly do you do?"

"Sit at home and write casually."

Gu En'en's face was filled with joy. "Ah, he's a writer! So there's such a great literary genius beside me. It's truly disrespectful."

As he spoke, Gu En'en made a clasping gesture.

She really didn't see that Tan Jin'en was a writer.

In her impression, a writer should be the kind of old man who wore a Chinese tunic suit and eyes. How could she have imagined that in front of him was a fashionable, gentle and elegant man without four eyes. He was actually a writer!

"Writers don't dare to do that. They just publish some random works." Tan Jin'en said humbly.

Gu En'en embarrassed him, "You're too modest!"

To be able to support both father and son without having to work, moreover, looking at the decoration of his home, it was exquisite and high-end. It could be seen that his income was not cheap!

"Then what kind of books are you writing, Big Brother Tan?" Gu En'en was suspected of breaking the silence.

"Myths, fantasies, martial arts stories."

Gu En'en curled his lips and said, "I still like watching love bubble dramas."

Although she had watched martial arts movies for a period of time and learned a few moves after fighting with Xu Yaoyao, looking at them, it was really boring to fight and kill. She still felt that it was best to watch movies about romance and love.

So, did her TV station still stay in the bubble love drama? She couldn't help but …