"Qiqi, come with me. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}"

Zhan Qianyan walked over, propped himself on the back of Ling Qi's chair with one hand, and bent down slightly.

That posture was like enclosing Ling Qi in his arms, and from a distance, the crowd only felt that they were stuffed with a handful of dog food.

"Is there something going on?"

Ling Long glanced at Zhan Qianyan suspiciously.

"Well, both the students and their parents are a little uneasy, and I want Qiqi to come over and help calm them down."

Zhan Qianyan straightened up and looked at Ling Long, but he didn't hide it from her.

The arrangement that Fengxu made before, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

In this well-dressed crowd, the group of people is very conspicuous even when they stand in the corner.

And I don't know if one of the guests who arrived early said something harsh, and these people seemed very uneasy.

Some emotionally sensitive children cried in humiliation after being taken to the back.

No matter how much he asked, they just wouldn't open their mouths.

There was really no way, he could only come over and call Ling Qi over.

Only by finding the root cause of the problem can we calm them down as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when the charity party starts, it will not be good if the children break down and cry on stage.

In fact, whether rich or poor, individuals are dignified.

If it weren't for the sake of a better education for their children, how could they continue to stay here and endure the strange stares of those people?

He didn't want his well-intentioned charity to become a tool for some people to satisfy their sense of superiority.

Maybe he also had the idea of building momentum for the project, otherwise he wouldn't have to have a charity gala.

So every year, he will make proper arrangements and never make these people feel uncomfortable.

It's just that I didn't expect that I didn't see it at a glance this year, and I was made such a moth by Fengxu.

"Does it matter? Do you want me to go too? ”

Ling Long was a little worried.

She had spent time in the countryside when she was full of words, and she had a little understanding of the sensitive and inferior hearts of these people.

If this matter is not handled well, it may become a shadow for their lives.

Zhan Qianyan hesitated and shook his head, "Too many people are not good." Let Yiyi and Qiqi go over together, and protect Qiqi by the way. ”

"Okay, then you can go quickly."

Ling Long urged repeatedly.

There is less than an hour left before the official start of the party, and these people will have to appear at that time.

She also understands the consequences of not handling things well.

"I'll be back as soon as I can."

Ling Qi stood up and said a word to Ling Long, seeing her nodding and urging, he followed Zhan Qianyan over.

Zhan Qianyan took her hand, Ling Qi's hand shrank, and he wanted to pull it back, but he held it tighter.

Thinking of the boyfriend and girlfriend relationship announced by the two, she was calm and walked over with him.

Mu Yi also hurriedly followed behind them.

——

Not long after Zhan Qianyan said that they were leaving, a person sat down in front of Ling Long.

"Aunt Ling."

Ling Long looked up and frowned slightly when he saw the woman in front of him who was dressed beautifully, but couldn't hide the anger between his eyebrows.

After enduring it, he still said, "Ms. Gu still calls me Mrs. Lu." After all, Old Man Xiao's seniority is above me. ”

Xiao Jintang is the same generation as Lu Zheng, no matter how young Gu Jing is, she is his legal wife after all.

She called herself Aunt Ling, but she was too ignorant.

Although it was a normal reminder, it stopped in Du Yintong's ears, but it still felt harsh.

The expression on his face couldn't help but be a little ruthless, "Mrs. Lu is really unexpected."

Your daughters are all dead, but you are raising a foreigner as if you were your own daughter. ”