After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Just say it!

In the past, when Yan Niannian was mentioned, the most shining and talked-about label was "Zhuo Yuchen's ex-wife".

Some people mentioned her, but didn't even know her exact name.

But now...

The name "Yan Niannian" has become synonymous with saving people from dire straits.

When people mention her again, they all sing her praises.

Modern-day female bodhisattvas, contemporary heroines, the most beautiful goddesses, and so on.

Shedding the label of "Zhuo Yuchen's ex-wife," she is no longer an unknown figure.

Even many successful people in high society want to befriend Yan Niannian.

He extended an invitation to her directly.

but……

Yan Niannian rejected them all.

Because this was not what Yan Niannian wanted.

All she wanted was a peaceful life, and she hoped to rely on her kind heart to protect the orphanage and give those poor children a bright and promising future.

Noticing Yan Niannian's hesitation, the other party quickly added.

"Our auction is official, and all the funds raised will be used to help the elderly, the sick, the disabled, and those in need."

"All the companies that receive the invitation will participate."

"With your current influence, Ms. Yan, wouldn't it be a very meaningful thing to encourage more entrepreneurs to join in philanthropy?"

The last sentence successfully persuaded Yan Niannian.

She was moved.

Indeed, the more capable people join, the more people can be helped.

“Okay!” Yan Niannian nodded. “I will definitely attend on time.”

The other party breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she kindly reminded Yan Niannian, "Because we are an official event, and there are many entrepreneurs participating."

"Therefore, there are certain requirements for the attire of the attendees on that day."

"Try to make everything as formal as possible."

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Niannian thought for a moment.

When I left the Zhuo family, I didn't bring a formal suit or any clothes suitable for this kind of occasion.

It seems I'll have to go to the mall and buy one tomorrow.

……

On the other side, Du Xiaoshuang and Yan Xiong got off the plane.

Yan Ziming went to pick her up.

"Dad, Mom." Yan Ziming waved enthusiastically to the two of them, then quickly went to greet them.

Open your arms.

The mother and daughter gave each other a big hug.

Du Xiaoshuang was overjoyed to see her beloved daughter.

She gently patted Yan Ziming's back, "My good daughter, come here, let Mom take a good look at you."

Have you lost weight?

Releasing Yan Ziming, Du Xiaoshuang instead took her hands and carefully examined her.

Du Xiaoshuang was stunned when she saw it.

It had been a while since I'd seen Yan Zimo, and she had lost a lot of weight.

Even though she had deliberately applied a thick layer of makeup, it couldn't hide the weariness between her brows.

"MoMo, what happened to you? You look so haggard."

Du Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise.

Her face was full of heartache.

After she turned three, Yan Zimo stayed by her side and was carefully raised by her.

Everything they eat and use is the best.

Although the presence of money was somewhat overwhelming, it also gave Yan Zimo a refined and radiant appearance that far surpassed that of her peers.

He's only been back in China for a few days!

My beloved daughter has become so haggard?

Yan Ziming's eyes flickered.

She glanced guiltily at Yan Xiong beside her and said perfunctorily, "Mom, I'm just a little tired lately and haven't been resting well."

"Don't worry!"

After several exchanges, he was defeated by Yan Niannian each time.

Zhuo Yuchen trembled as he watched this vile woman pester him.

How could she possibly be in a good mood?

only……

In front of Yan Xiong, he naturally wouldn't reveal the real secret.

"My dear daughter, with the strength of our Yan family, you only need to be that high and mighty princess. There's no need for you to work so hard."

"do you know?"

As they walked, Du Xiaoshuang gently gave her instructions.

"Yes, Mom, I understand."

Yan Niannian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when she thought she had gotten away with it, Yan Xiong, who was standing next to her, had to bring up the very thing she didn't want to talk about.

"Why are you the only one who came to pick us up? Where's Zhuo Yuchen?" He asked, glancing at her with his hands in his pockets.

“He…” Yan Zimo’s long eyelashes trembled, and she suppressed the guilt that was rising in her heart again. “The Zhuo Group is facing a sudden emergency, and Brother Yuchen is handling it.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiong frowned.

His gaze, which was fixed on Yan Ziming, was filled with doubt.

Clearly, he didn't believe her explanation.

Yan Zimo's body stiffened.

The growing guilt was accompanied by an extremely strong sense of bitterness.

It was a kind of distress that could not be expressed to others.

Because only she herself knew best that Zhuo Yuchen wasn't handling any official business at the Zhuo Group at all!

He was in the orphanage, racking his brains to please that little bitch Yan Niannian.

It makes me really depressed just thinking about it.

"Alright, alright!" Seeing the unnatural look on her beloved daughter's face, Du Xiaoyue felt extremely distressed.

She quickly jumped in to smooth things over, saying, "Why are you making up excuses?"

"Of course, a man should prioritize his career! That way, he can give our daughter a happier life!"

"Besides, the stronger the Zhuo Group becomes, the more the Yan family can benefit, right?"

"Humph!"

Yan Xiong didn't say anything, but he snorted coldly.

He flicked his sleeve and walked away first.

Biting her lip, Yan Ziming felt wronged.

"Daughter, don't be sad." Du Xiaoyue took Yan Zimo's arm and quickly comforted her, "That's just how your father is."

“He just didn’t know how to express it. In fact, he has always had you as his daughter in his heart.”

"is it?"

Following her words, Yan Ziming looked at Yan Xiong's back, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

Is it really?

Does her father still have feelings for her?

But why, ever since she could remember, was her father different from everyone else's?

Other people's fathers are so kind and gentle when they are with their daughters, and their eyes are sparkling with smiles.

They would hold her in their arms, or carry her on their backs.

Then, gently coax her.

Even if their daughter wanted the moon, they would find a way to get it for her.

But these seemingly ordinary daily interactions between father and daughter have become the most unattainable things for her.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziming couldn't help but shake her head with a wry smile.

……

The next day, Xiao Jun was sent to the Zhuo family.

He was identified as a distant nephew of a servant in the Zhuo family.

In the morning, the servant arrived at the door of Zhuo Xuan's bedroom, stopped, and took a deep breath.

A meaningful squinting.

After calming himself down, the servant pushed open the door to Zhuo Xuan's bedroom.

He came to bring him breakfast.

"Young master, breakfast is ready." The servant said as he carried the tray inside.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Xuan lazily turned over, the blanket was pulled under his legs, and he mumbled, "Put it there, I'll eat it later."