After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

She simply stopped talking and just watched quietly.

"She told me everything about how you and Lanxiang met, as well as other details.

Lanxiang's father can't come over for the time being due to work, so I came here just to see you.

After all, geniuses in the capital market are always shrouded in mystery.”

Zhao Wanying was observing Chen Ping'an's micro-expressions as she spoke, but she was disappointed.

Apart from a smile, there was no other emotional fluctuation on Chen Ping'an's face.

This guy is really annoying.

She thought to herself, “Regardless of whether the feelings between you two are real or fake, and regardless of how much respect you have for me is genuine, we dare not accept these 20 million.

You should take it back."

She reached out and put the two cards together, then pushed them in front of Chen Pingan.

Lanxiang had to speak up. She was afraid that Chen Ping'an would take out the card with 100 million yuan, which would be a bad outcome.

Even though the money was for the hospital, she always felt that it would make her mother feel like a slap in the face.

Chen Ping'an didn't take it. Under Lanxiang's somewhat frightened eyes, he reached into his other pocket, took out a folded envelope, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Zhao Wanying.

"Aunt, if you are not satisfied with this gift, then you should not refuse it."

Seeing his determined expression, before Zhao Wanying could even speak, her sister-in-law Zheng Haiyan curiously asked, "What's in here?"

Chen Pingan said slowly: "It's still a bank card, but there's also a letter authorizing the donation."

Zheng Haiyan widened her eyes, somewhat confused.

Lanxiang opened her mouth to explain, but then closed it.

It would be better for Chen Pingan to say this himself.

Chen Pingan smiled and looked at Zhao Wanying, "The letter inside is my personal authorization for the person holding the letter to donate a sum of money to the organization she wants to donate to.

There is only one hundred million on the bank card inside.

I plan to ask my aunt to donate it to the military hospital on my behalf, so that I can make a small contribution to the country."

hiss……

Zhao Wanying's expression suddenly became stiff.

I just rejected 20 million, and you just casually took out another 100 million?

She was about to say something, but she heard Chen Pingan continue, "The amount and unit are blank.

I never take back what I give away.

If my aunt thinks the 20 million is too much to handle, then you might as well hand it over to the military hospital together with this letter.

Even if it's just one more piece of advanced medical equipment, it's a good thing, right?"

Zheng Haiyan's eyes lit up.

She is also a doctor in a military hospital, otherwise she would not have been chosen by Zhao Wanying and introduced to her eldest son.

"mom……"

She whispered.

Zhao Wanying turned her head and glanced at her, then looked back at Chen Pingan, "One hundred and twenty million! Just donate it if you say so?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Aunt, I can earn back 120 million in two days at most, so this money is really nothing to me."

What an awesome explanation!

Lanxiang couldn't bear to listen any longer.

This was also the first time that Chen Ping'an spoke in front of her with such a posture and tone, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.

You are so pretentious!

I don’t know how my mother will deal with it.

Anyway, there is no chance of showing off one's power.

Lanxiang thought secretly, looked up and met her sister-in-law's gaze, and nodded slightly, which meant that she knew what Chen Pingan said was true.

Zheng Haiyan's eyes suddenly became eager when she looked at Chen Ping'an.

The instruments and equipment in the military hospital are naturally good, but any equipment needs to be updated and replaced.

And all problems will eventually turn into money problems.

But as long as there are people managing things or doing things, there will be the issue of personal desire.