After Miss Shen became beautiful alone, her five brothers cried and begged for forgiveness

Song Yanxi kicked Chen Dong in frustration, hitting him in the abdomen.

Chen Dong didn't expect Song Yanxi to suddenly attack him. He was kicked without any preparation and stumbled into the mud pit.

He was covered in mud and looked miserable, with a few rotten leaves on his face.

Looking at his funny look, Shen Suihuan and the other two girls burst into laughter without any concealment.

Chen Dong felt his face burning at this moment, and he used his hands and feet to climb out of the cold mud pit.

The brand-name clothes he had just bought were covered in dirty mud and water, giving off an earthy smell. He wanted to wipe them off, but his hands were covered in mud and he couldn't wipe them off at all!

"Waste!" Song Yanxi cursed and turned away.

Chen Dong silently took off his clothes, lowered his head, and his bangs blocked his sinister eyes, which quickly swept across Song Yanxi's back like a poisoned needle.

The resentment was fleeting, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Song Yanxi was walking in front, and she didn't notice the brief abnormality of Chen Dong behind her.

However, Gong Xueying caught the subtle change in Chen Dong's expression. Surprise flashed in her eyes. She had never seen this side of Chen Dong before.

But she soon thought of the past. It was not that she had never seen this before, but she had always filtered her lover's behavior. When she saw him, he quickly retracted his sinister gaze, and she thought she had seen it wrong.

Now it seems that it was not an illusion.

Gong Xueying once again felt that breaking up with Chen Dong was a very correct choice.

Song Yanxi left, already angry. As she walked back onto the mountain path, the mud under her feet seemed to be deliberately against her with every step she took. The mud stuck to her feet, and occasionally she would step on the uneven mountain path and almost fall!

It's such bad luck for her to come here!

Seeing that Song Yanxi had left, Shen Suihuan asked Lu Xiao and Gong Xueying to stay in Wazhai to complete the subsequent filming work.

She took the bodyguards sent by Jiang Zhou and left with Song Yanxi and her group.

Song Yanxi snatched her filming location once, so she also snatched it a few times. It’s not too much, right?

After walking for nearly an hour, Song Yanxi finally returned to the village where the conditions were slightly better.

The village chief was strolling in the village. When he saw them coming and going, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper.

When the sponsor came back, there was no joy in his eyes, but instead he sighed heavily.

He knew that such a pampered young lady would definitely not be able to endure the hardships in Wa Village.

Although Song Yanxi was generous and could bring income to the village, he really didn't want to serve such a bad-tempered young lady.

But now that she's back, we still have to show her the basic hospitality.

The village chief slowly went up to greet him and took him to his home.

Song Yanxi was in a bad mood, and everyone was trying to comfort her carefully.

Chen Dong had just offended this young lady, and now he was putting on a smile and trying to please her carefully.

"Miss Song, on my way here just now, I seemed to see a stream over there. The scenery is pretty good, not worse than the stream that Gong Xueying and the others found. Why don't we go there to shoot?"

Song Yanxi suddenly stopped, turned around and glared at him fiercely, stretched out her finger, tapped his forehead, and tilted his head up and down.

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi! Shen Suihuan just finished taking pictures of the stream, and you want me to take pictures too? Do you have any brains? You just follow what others are taking pictures of!"

Chen Dong's face turned pale and blue after being scolded by her, but he still forced himself to put on a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I was inconsiderate. I just wanted to make you happy!" He raised his hand and gently slapped his face with a flattering smile on his face, but in his heart he cursed Song Yanxi a thousand times.

Song Yanxi rolled her eyes, called him a waste, and pounded her aching calf hard.

Chen Dong immediately squatted down and rubbed her legs.

"It's so annoying! It's been an hour. When will the phone I want be delivered?"

Shen Suihuan called for help, and within half an hour, they arrived with their equipment. She just wanted a phone, and it was so slow to arrive!

When Chen Dong heard her complain, he quickly lowered his head and dared not say a word.

A sloppy child walked past the village chief's house, his eyes moving rapidly, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Miss Song, how about...we change our approach? I think we could sponsor children in impoverished mountainous areas?"

Song Yanxi's originally irritated expression paused slightly. She glanced at Chen Dong and said, "Well, not bad. Keep going."

After receiving the affirmation, Chen Dong excitedly continued, "It's easy to win favor by doing charity, especially for children. It will definitely attract a lot of attention!"

Song Yanxi thought this idea seemed good. Doing charity projects was indeed the easiest way to gain sympathy and establish a positive image.

She has personally come to this remote area to help poor children. This will not only quickly whitewash her, but also, once such a character is established, it will definitely attract attention quickly!

It’s much better than filming any intangible cultural heritage!

The main reason was that Shen Suihuan obstructed her at every turn, causing her to lose interest in filming intangible cultural heritage.

Song Yanxi immediately made up her mind, "That's a good idea."

She waved to the village chief not far away, "Hey, you! Village chief, come here."

Her attitude was condescending, as if she was ordering her servants around.

Anyway, this is a mountain village and there are very few people with mobile phones. She won't be photographed, so she simply doesn't pretend.

The village chief was unhappy that she called him that, but he endured it.

"What's the matter, Miss Song?"

"Which families in your village are the poorest? Call them over and I'll donate some money to them."

Song Yanxi said condescendingly.

When the village chief heard the word "funding", although Song Yanxi's domineering attitude still made him feel uncomfortable, his expression eased a little.

"Okay, you wait."

He sent his grandson to call for help, but the grandson never came back.

Song Yanxi was obviously a little impatient, and the village chief smiled and said, "Maybe the child likes to play."

Song Yanxi's face was full of impatience. "Forget it, I'll go over there. It's a good opportunity to shoot some footage."

The village chief nodded and took Song Yanxi to see where the children in the village usually played and gathered.

He walked in front and took the easiest path.

Song Yanxi walked behind, and her complaints kept coming, "What kind of broken road is this? Why don't they fix it?"

"What a strange smell in the air, it's so awful!"

"Hey, village chief, how long will it take?"

"It's all your fault. You shouldn't have sent a child to call for help. No wonder your village is so poor. It's just you who are lazy!"

The village chief listened to her words, his face darkened, and he really wanted to kick this rich young lady out of their village!

For the sake of the village, he could only purse his cracked lips, said nothing, and continued to lead the way in front, but he walked a little faster than before to keep a distance.

Even so, there is no way to escape Song Yanxi's magical voice.

"How far is it? Why haven't we arrived yet?"

"It's almost there!" the village chief roared unhappily.

Then he heard a burst of clear children's laughter accompanied by melodious music, faintly coming from the front.

The laughter was pure and innocent, forming a sharp contrast with Song Yanxi's complaints along the way.

He also heard the laughter of his little grandson, and his old face, which had always been stern, unconsciously smiled.

Song Yanxi walked over slowly, turned around a mud wall, and the view in front of her suddenly opened up.

She saw a little girl, about seven or eight years old, dancing to the music.

Shen Suihuan was playing music on his mobile phone while taking pictures of the little girl!

Shen Suihuan heard the noise behind him, turned around and smiled at Song Yanxi.

"Hi~"