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Chapter 120 Holding a Microphone and Shouting Loudly, I'm an Idiot!
"The Wen family doesn't have much money, so do your best, donate fraudulently, it's easy for you to say, I can sue you for slander." Wen Chuxia's eyes were slightly cold, "Miss Bai is so aggressive, I don't know that you are so aggressive in your own name. How much did you donate?"

Wen Qiuwei couldn't help but want to give her sister a thumbs up!
Awesome!
"Our father works alone, and his salary is not as big as that of Wen's family. I donate as much as I want, but Second Miss Wen didn't donate even half a cent." Bai Jiaoai stared down at Wen Qiuwei.

So many people here tonight.

She wants to see how this Wen Qiuwei will behave.

"Bai Jiao'ai, I heard that you didn't go to the court when the trial was held..." Wen Qiuwei smiled lightly on her beautiful and delicate face, "I hope to see you at the scene during the second trial."

Bai Jiaoai was anxious, and her face changed slightly, "Wen Qiuwei, don't change the subject, we are talking about your coming to the public welfare gala, and you didn't donate a penny!"

"There are so many people at the party, but you are the only one who didn't make any donations. Are you embarrassed?" Bai Jiaoai couldn't help but raise her voice.

Wen Qiuwei's slender fingers touched the phone, "For public welfare, keep a low profile. Only those who want to stir up popularity and gain favorability will show off with public welfare donations."

"Oh, strong words! If you don't want to donate, just say so!" Bai Jiaoai smiled proudly, "I think you have no money!"

"You're right, I just have no money, I'm poor..." Wen Qiuwei touched the screen with his fingers.

Depend on!
I can't help it!

I really want to enlarge the screenshot of her donation and the electronic donation certificate sent after the donation, so that Bai Jiaoai can take a good look at it.

but……

The name of her donation is a bit dangerous.

She is afraid of being found out...

"How can you be poor? Wen Wen Liquor is so rich. If you don't want to donate, you don't want to donate! Second Miss Wen is already at this time, why are you pretending to be 13?" Bai Jiaoai continued to press.

"If I donate, what should Miss Bai do?" Wen Qiuwei couldn't help it!

Xie Beili and Song Moshi may not understand the name she filled out.

"If you donate money, I will go to the stage and shout out that I am an idiot with a microphone!" Bai Jiaoai said with a smile, "If you don't donate, you have to go on stage and shout!"

"However, if you only donate a small amount like a dime or two, it doesn't count."

"Why, public welfare is divided into big and small? It's all about the same intention. Miss Bai is so obsessed with public welfare, and her interests are so swaying?" Wen Qiuwei's eyes looked disdainful.

Low vision is low vision.

There are so many people here tonight, if she loses and shouts on the stage, she is not the only one who will be ashamed.

Relatively speaking, the same is true for myself.

"Okay!" Wen Qiuwei agreed with a smile, "There are so many people listening, Miss Bai will not regret it when the time comes."

"I won't regret it! So, where did you donate it to?" Bai Jiaoai looked like he had already won.

"Xiaowei's mouth is really eloquent! As expected of a writer of novels, Bai Jiaoai can't beat Xiaowei." Song Mozhi leaned into Xie Beili's ear and said, "What's her pen name?"

"Osmanthus fragrans afterimage." Xie Beili held the wine glass and looked at the other side indifferently.

"Osmanthus...afterimage?" Song Moshi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Osmanthus, Xiaowei likes osmanthus? Brother Xie seems to like it too!"

Xie Beili: "..."

He finally understood why the faint fragrance of Wen Qiuwei's body made him so comfortable and familiar, the smell of perfume that his eldest brother also liked, and even the smell of shower gel.

"Brother Xie is a big man, why does he like the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus?" Song Moshi asked suddenly.

Xie Beili: "..."

　Director Xie: You mean tricky?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)