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

night.

Yan Niannian took a hot shower, then sat at the table holding one of her favorite books, reading it intently.

Just then, her phone rang.

It was Zhuo Yuchen calling.

Without thinking twice, Yan Niannian answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Niannian!" Zhuo Yuchen's deep, resonant voice came from behind him. "What are you doing?"

"Read a book!"

The two simple words carry the same sense of detachment as always.

Zhuo Yuchen suddenly fell silent.

It wasn't because of Yan Niannian's tone, but because hearing Yan Niannian's voice made the longing in my heart grow wildly like weeds.

Once started, it cannot be stopped.

He hasn't visited her at the orphanage for two days.

"Hmm?" Yan Niannian frowned.

Zhuo Yuchen suddenly called, said one sentence, and then went silent.

What do you want to do?

Is it a waste of your precious time?

Thinking of this, Yan Niannian felt slightly dissatisfied and took the initiative to ask, "Zhuo Yuchen, is there something you need?"

"I..." Zhuo Yuchen's voice was gentle, and he couldn't help but say in a low, husky voice, "Niannian, I miss you!"

"..."

Yan Niannian's lips twitched.

She was utterly speechless.

"Zhuo Yuchen, if you're sick, go take your medicine. Stop acting crazy in the middle of the night."

After making a sarcastic remark about Zhuo Yuchen, Yan Niannian hung up the phone without any hesitation.

The corners of her lips unconsciously curved into a slight smile.

It disappeared very quickly.

So much so that even Yan Niannian herself didn't realize it.

Actually, she no longer felt the same intense disgust for Zhuo Yuchen as before; she simply found him quite amusing.

It's like eating... eating some kind of "trigger food" (food that can trigger allergies or other adverse reactions).

He became increasingly abnormal in her presence.

……

The Zhuo family.

After a moment of surprise, Zhuo Yuchen curled his lips into a bitter smile.

Reluctantly putting down his phone, Zhuo Yuchen got up and went to the French windows.

He lit a cigarette.

With one hand in his pocket, Zhuo Yuchen took a deep drag.

A wisp of smoke rose.

It enveloped Zhuo Yuchen's handsome, chiseled face, blurring his sharp features and obscuring the complex emotions in his eyes.

Actually, he wasn't addicted to smoking.

I only unconsciously reach for a cigarette when I'm feeling irritable.

Just like now...

Narrowing his eyes, a sharp glint appeared in Zhuo Yuchen's eyes.

No matter who it is, they shouldn't even think about hurting her.

Courtesy first, then attack!

Yan Xiong was his elder, and moreover, he gave him the affection he had lacked when he was young.

He feared that a hidden attack might be unpredictable and could harm Yan Niannian behind her back, but his deep affection for her was another factor.

That's why he agreed to act alongside Yan Zimo.

If the Yan family persists in their accusations, he wouldn't mind going against the whole world!

……

When Yan Zimo woke up the next day, she had two very obvious dark circles under her eyes.

He looked haggard.

She didn't sleep well last night.

After hanging up the phone with Xiaoling, Yan Ziming sat upright on the sofa, happily waiting for her father and mother to come and see her.

Then, I brought her the store's prized possession.

Time passed by, second by second.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

It was past 2 a.m., and Yan Zimo still hadn't gotten what she wanted.

With no strength left, her waist slumped down.

The joy that had been on her face was gradually worn away.

His brows furrowed with anxiety and restlessness.

Unable to hold on any longer, Yan Ziming had no choice but to return to her bedroom.

Looking at the time, I realize I have to get up, wash, get ready, and change my clothes.

Otherwise, if we delay any longer, we'll be late.

Why hasn't Dad brought over that prized possession of the store yet?

Now Yan Ziming was really worried.

She took out her phone, but didn't dare call Yan Xiong. Instead, she called Du Xiaoshuang.

"Mom? Have you come out yet?"

Yan Zimo cautiously probed.

Because they also received an invitation.

I will also be attending a charity auction today.

Du Xiaoshuang's voice was weak and feeble, "Mom isn't feeling well, so she's resting at home. Your father is going alone; he's on his way now."

"Is Dad going directly to the venue?" Yan Ziming subconsciously raised her voice a few decibels.

A hint of greedy urgency lingered in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Yan Ziming's expression turned sour.

What is Dad doing?

Many big names, including Zhuo Yuchen, will be attending today's charity auction.

She originally wanted to use this "Snow Lotus Dream" to steal the spotlight and successfully attract Zhuo Yuchen's attention, making him marvel at her.

Who would have thought that she never even saw the "Snow Lotus Dream".

Yan Xiong actually went directly to the venue.

"MoMo, what's wrong? Is something the problem?" Noticing Yan Zimo's unusual behavior, Du Xiaoshuang couldn't help but ask.

"No...no..."

After regaining her composure, Yan Zimo was still unwilling to give up.

"Mom, did Dad buy anything when he went out yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Du Xiaoshuang remembered, "Yes, your father came back yesterday and bought a dress."

"Your dad said it's actually quite pretty!"

She had a stomachache last night, so she didn't even look at the dress Yan Xiong brought back.

Of course, she wasn't interested either.

"That dress..." Upon hearing this, Yan Ziming immediately became nervous.

"Oh! Your dad took it to the venue this morning, saying he was going to give it away."

"Giving it away?"

Yan Zimo was stunned for a moment.

Then, realizing she had misunderstood, she was overjoyed.

Great.

Dad must want to give her that prized possession of the store in public, to give her a surprise in front of everyone.

He announced to everyone that he cared about his daughter.

She is the most noble daughter of the Yan family.

The same effect can be achieved.

Do not!

To be precise, proving her identity might be far more effective than simply wearing the dress to the event and verbally explaining it.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziming's mood improved again.

After exchanging a few more words with Du Xiaoyue, he happily hung up the phone.

Then, she washed and dressed, and drove to the venue.

……

Yan Niannian was another person rushing to the venue.

She was also holding a calligraphy scroll in her hand.

Because the organizers selected a group of suitable people from among the attendees after a comprehensive comparison.

These people are going to put their own items up for auction to raise funds for charity.

original……

She is not qualified.

However, she has recently been in the spotlight, especially for her outstanding performance in doing good deeds, so she was selected.

But she was poor!

They simply couldn't offer anything as expensive or impressive as the other attendees.

After thinking for a while, Yan Niannian took out a piece of calligraphy she had written herself.

That's right!

It was written by her own hand.

When she has free time, she likes to calm down and practice calligraphy.

Quietly cultivate one's character.

The calligraphy she took to the auction today is her most satisfying piece.

Upon arriving at the venue entrance, the staff politely led Yan Niannian inside.