The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

Wang Zhaodi nodded, glanced at the dark crowd in the audience, and thought back to what her adoptive mother had told her before she came.

——You must win funding, otherwise...

She took the microphone and began to formally introduce herself.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Zhaodi from Chengdong Town. The ballet I just performed for you was taught by myself."

"I was abducted by human traffickers when I was a child. Because they couldn't find a suitable buyer, the traffickers abandoned me in Chengdong Town. My adoptive parents took me in and raised me."

"Perhaps God saw the kindness of my adoptive father and mother. In the third year after adopting me, my adoptive mother, who had never been able to get pregnant, became pregnant with my younger brother."

"I am very grateful to my adoptive parents for raising me. Unfortunately, my family's ability is limited. My adoptive father broke his leg on a construction site last year, and a major pillar of the family fell down. There is really no money to continue my education..."

Wang Zhaodi choked up and couldn't finish her words.

Seeing this, the host naturally took over her words: "Zhao Di is a very strong little girl. She learned ballet by herself watching old TV at home. But for such a smart little girl, she will soon She dropped out of school because she had no money to pay tuition. If there are kind-hearted people who are willing to support her, please register at the backend later."

Jiang Di listened carefully to the host's introduction and couldn't help feeling sad.

When Jiang Di heard that this girl, like him, was also abducted by human traffickers, Jiang Di felt like she was in the same boat.

But she was lucky. Even if she didn't grow up with her biological parents, Luo Ningqing still gave her enough maternal love.

But this Zhaodi was different. After being adopted, her adoptive parents gave birth to a son. From this girl's name, we can infer that her subsequent life may not have been very good...

Jiang Di's eyes flickered for a moment, then he stood up and prepared to leave.

Ji Yan grabbed her and asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the backstage to register." Jiang Di's eyes were firm and his words were firm, "I want to help her."

After saying that, Jiang Di walked towards the backstage, followed closely by Ji Yan.

……

Wang Zhaodi was sitting alone on a chair, drinking water nervously.

She didn't know if it would be useful to attend the charity gala, and whether anyone would be willing to sponsor her.

The sweat on her palms kept oozing out until she heard a sweet voice.

"Zhao Di."

The girl looked up and saw a very beautiful sister.

The staff of the foundation introduced Wang Zhaodi: "Zhaodi, this is sister Jiang Di who is willing to support you. Say hello to her."

"Sister Jiang Di." The girl's voice was timid.

However, when she heard that someone was willing to support her, Wang Zhaodi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and stared at Jiang Di with her two big eyes flickering.

"Be good." Jiang Di touched her head, "I heard from the staff that you are now in your third year of high school, which is an important stage for college entrance exams. You must not delay your studies. I will be responsible for helping you pay your tuition. You don't have to worry about money. Worry."

"Well, okay. Thank you, Sister Jiang Di."

Wang Zhaodi looked at Jiang Di quietly, and then her eyes caught sight of the man standing not far away. He was well-dressed and had a refined temperament.

The man's eyes met hers, his eyes sharp and his aura cold.

Wang Zhaodi quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

"When we first met, I prepared a gift for you." Jiang Di raised his hand and shook the bag in his hand, then handed it to Wang Zhaodi, "Open it and take a look."

Wang Zhaodi pursed her lips and opened the bag expectantly.

"Wow……"

"Like it?"

Wang Zhaodi took the latest mobile phone in her hand and said happily: "I like it! Thank you Sister Jiang Di!"

She hid the old keyboard in her trouser pocket and kept stroking the smooth screen of the new phone, as if she had found a treasure.

Seeing that Wang Zhaodi couldn't put down the gift, Jiang Di said with a smile: "Then add your contact information. If you have any questions, you can tell me directly on WeChat or call me."

"Okay." The girl pursed her lips and responded softly.

Accompanied by Ji Yan, Jiang Di completed all the procedures for funding poor students. After finishing the work, the charity party came to an end. The guests left one after another. Some registered for funding like Jiang Di, and some left directly to go home. .

"I was just invited here for a formality, but I didn't expect that it actually happened." Jiang Di put the funding procedures in his bag and said with emotion.

Due to the complicated process, Jiang Di's face was already covered with a layer of sweat as she was running around. Ji Yan wanted to gently wipe away the sweat for her. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to her.

"Wipe your sweat."

"Thank you."

"There are many people who need support at this charity gala. Why did you decide as soon as you saw the first person performing?"

Jiang Di wiped the sweat from his forehead and chuckled: "Maybe it's because of the same experience. Like me, she was robbed of her original life by human traffickers, so I want to help her."

Ji Yan's eyes were deep and distressed in his heart.

"Although human traffickers derailed your original life, you are now living a wonderful life."

Jiang Di was a little surprised. She didn't expect these words to come out of Ji Yan's mouth.

In the past, he would only complain that he was playing games instead of doing serious business, and misunderstood that she married into the Ji family to enjoy the glory and wealth.

But now, he actually still recognizes her efforts.

"You seem to be a different person." Jiang Di looked at Ji Yan steadily and said.

"is it?"

Ji Yan was happy in her heart. It seemed that her changes were noticed by Jiang Di. As long as she kept going, one day she would return to him.

"Yes." Jiang Di nodded, "These words sound like what senior Lin Che would say. Are you secretly imitating him?"

Ji Yan: "..."

"Why didn't you speak?" Jiang Di asked, tilting his head.

Ji Yan's face darkened, and he was obviously unhappy.

"Nothing, my throat hurts."

"Okay." Jiang Di shrugged, "Then drink more hot water."

Ji Yan pursed her thin lips tightly and looked at her deeply, her eyes flashing.

"What are you looking at me for?" Jiang Di felt confused by his stare.

Ji Yan sighed lightly, not knowing whether she really didn't understand or pretended not to understand.

"I said I had a sore throat, don't you care about me at all?" Ji Yan's tone was a little aggrieved.

Jiang Di was confused by his question and replied: "Don't I care? I told you to drink more hot water!"

Ji Yan did not accept Jiang Di's explanation at all.

He slowly approached her, the scent full of cold woody fragrance approached, and said in a low voice: "You are obviously perfunctory with me."

Jiang Di tilted his head, his face full of confusion: "?"

Isn’t it normal to drink hot water when you have a sore throat?

What did she say wrong?

Seeing Ji Yan's aggrieved look, Jiang Di was helpless and cursed in his heart: Men are trouble!