The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

"Fundraiser?"

"Well, wasn't Sister Mansi disfigured? I wanted to hold a fundraiser for her. My second uncle was very interested and said that he would build a foundation for girls who have been disfigured due to accidental injuries.

Duan Qianchuan nodded after hearing this.

This is in line with Ning Ruoqing's usual approach.

He was doing good almost all the time.

Special attention is paid to lost children and the difficulties encountered by young women.

The man put on his house slippers and walked into the living room.

Ke Yuzhu let out a slight breath, but heard the man's deep voice behind her again, "Did Ji Manxi agree?"

The girl's face stiffened, then relaxed again.

She looked at the man in the living room, "I called Sister Mansi and she agreed."

She didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

But of course, it was supposed to be this smooth.

Will Ji Manxi refuse?

A trace of disdain flashed in Ke Yuzhu's eyes. Maybe this fundraiser would be Ji Manxi's last chance to appear in front of the public in her life.

When Duan Qianchuan heard this, he didn't say anything.

He walked towards the stairs.

"Brother Duan."

Ke Yuzhu stopped him, "I was thinking that if we set up this foundation, it would not just be a matter for our circle. Can we... contact a few media to publicize it? After all, it is a good thing. You are right. Bar?"

Duan Qianchuan paused.

Put it this way, it is indeed not a bad thing.

Many girls have scars left due to accidental injuries, but cannot improve them through plastic surgery due to family conditions.

This foundation does solve some problems.

Duan Qianchuan nodded: "Okay."

When Ke Yuzhu heard this, her heart relaxed and a comfortable smile appeared on her face.

…

She and Sister Lin came out of the villa.

Sister Lin had been holding back her words just now, but now she couldn't help it anymore, "Mr. Duan would be angry if he knew about it, right?"

They only told Duan Qianchuan that this was a fundraiser.

But they missed the link of advising Gu Weimian to get out of the entertainment industry and China.

This is completely contrary to what Duan Qianchuan told him before.

Ke Yuzhu's face showed a bit of impatience, "So what if you know, I just made Gu Weimian's true face public. It's time for Brother Duan to see the true face of this woman!"

Sister Lin disagreed from the bottom of her heart, "Didn't the police confirm that Ji Manxi's injury was not caused by Gu Weimian..."

"That's Gu Weimian being cunning! You also saw it today. Gu Weimian has no talent and no virtue. She bullies others wantonly based on her background. She is a cancer in the industry!"

Sister Lin's face was grave, and she persuaded patiently, "But aren't you doing this to bully others..."

Relying on the power of Ning Ruoqing and Duan Qianchuan, they want to kill Gu Weimian.

How is this different from Gu Weimian?

Ke Yuzhu's face turned completely gloomy, and the cold light from her eyes almost penetrated Sister Lin.

"How can I be the same as her! I'm not the second generation! Do I have such rich parents? What I did was for justice and to eliminate harm for the people!"

Sister Lin felt that Ke Yuzhu was crazy.

No matter whether your parents have money or not, you still have to look at what you are doing, right?

What Ke Yuzhu planned to do to Gu Weimian at the fundraiser was really too cruel...

She opened her mouth before she could speak.

Ke Yuzhu said impatiently, "Sister Lin, I think you may be too tired recently. I will give you a few days off. You should have a good rest first."

Sister Lin's expression changed drastically.

Is Ke Yuzhu planning to continue using her?

Before she could plead, Ke Yuzhu quickly got into her nanny car.

The black nanny car drove away and disappeared into the deep dusk.

…

On the outskirts of Mingzhu City, a black Land Rover drove slowly through the dusk.

In the passenger seat, the man with a delicate face looked a little anxious.

His voice seemed too clear in the dull carriage, "Is it this direction?"

No one in the car answered, only rapid breathing.

Butler Ning, who was sitting in the back seat, his face darkened and he pushed the middle-aged woman next to him, "I'm asking you a question!"

Mrs. Fu seemed to be in a bad mood. She was pushed several times before she slowly opened her eyes, which were cloudy.

She blinked a few times, as if checking her surroundings. It took a long while before she was sure, "Yes, it's right here. Drive forward, she's right there."

Good night~~Thank you, Xiao Niziting, for your sincere reward~