At this moment, Lu Qingwan was watching the story theme video behind every child screened on the stage, crying in a hurry, tears kept sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

Di Luochen was helpless, this little fool was still crying!

"Be good, stop crying..."

She probably didn't know that she was the one who cried the most sadly in the audience, and she was the only one who cried.

After all, what Di Luochen knew very well was that only Lu Qingwan was the only one who came to attend such a charity banquet that he sincerely attended.

While crying, Lu Qingwan tightly pulled Di Luochen's sleeve with the back, "You must donate to them..."

Di Luochen stroked her head with his palm, "Don't cry."

Lu Qingwan sobbed and immediately widened her eyes. In this way, tears would not slide down from the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, I...I really won't cry."

At this moment, Di Luochen wanted to treat Lu Qingwan as his little baby, knead her chest, and even wanted to hide her forever.

Moreover, Di Luochen had already made a decision and must settle the score with the organizer afterwards. Whoever allowed them to play these videos made him cry again.

After that, the charity auction began. No matter what kind of charity auction items were jewelry or handicrafts, Lu Qingwan saw that Di Luochen could be auctioned at a high price. The auction seemed to have become a carnival that belonged only to Di Luochen.

It was only after Lu Qingwan followed Di Luochen that she understood what it means to spend money like flowing water, but she comforted herself that Di Luochen had enough money to spend all her money in her life.

However, when there were six children's paintings of child stars, Lu Qingwan's eyes lit up. Compared to precious jewelry, she liked this kind of thing even more.

Di Luochen naturally observed all her expressions and knew all her preferences, so he took pictures of the last few childish paintings without hesitation.

When the auction is over, it also means that the charity party is about to end.

Di Luochen's eyes were like a deep sea, and he looked at Lu Qingwan with gentle but possessiveness, and said, "Be good, it's time to go back. The time to go home should be 9:30, you can go to bed on time at 10 o'clock."

Naturally, Lu Qingwan could only obediently listen to Di Luochen's words and was carried away by him.

But Lu Qingwan was also satisfied. After all, Di Luochen had already helped her realize the wish she wanted to achieve.

After arriving at home, Lu Qingwan was already drowsy in Di Luochen's arms.

Di Luochen's chest was safe and warm, and Lu Qingwan just wanted to immerse her consciousness in it.

She was like a koala, hugging Di Luochen, a tall and secure tree.

But even though she wanted to sleep and couldn't even open her eyelids, she still looked like a child and muttered to Di Luochen: "...The paintings should be hung on the wall, and in our room... good-looking..."

Emperor Luochen favored Lu Qingwan, and except for some principles, he would follow her.

So after Emperor Luochen carried Lu Qingwan to the bed, he personally hung all the paintings on the wall, just facing their bed. In this way, Lu Qingwan could see these paintings at any time even when she was lying on the bed.

Di Luochen leaned over and looked down at Lu Qingwan who was already lying on the bed. His fingers didn't forget to gently scrape Lu Qingwan's small nose bridge and said, "Is this OK?"

Lu Qingwan nodded then. Anyway, she had done everything for her husband.

However, Lu Qingwan had forgotten what the debt and interest that should be paid is.

After Di Luochen went to bed, he took back all the money and profits from Lu Qingwan. Lu Qingwan himself complained that this man is really more cruel than a wild beast...

It was almost noon the next day, and Lu Qingwan woke up naturally, and she still felt that the bones in her body were crushed heavily.

Lu Qingwan was gritting her teeth at the man, but he was no longer there.

But just as her feet were softly stomping on the floor, the cell phone placed at the head of her bed rang.

Di Luochen was estimating the time. According to the usual rules, she usually woke up at this point.

"Be good, my little baby, have you woken up?"

Lu Qingwan snorted angrily, bastard... why did he still have a face to ask?

Seeing this, Di Luochen's voice became even gentler. He kept coaxing Lu Qingwan, letting her rest well, and wait for him to come back obediently.

Lu Qingwan has always listened to Emperor Luochen saying that, but there was no way, and in the end she could only be obedient.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qingwan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the paintings hanging on the wall.

Because whenever Lu Qingwan thinks that these are drawn by the children, she naturally feels kind of intimate. When she looks at the drawing, her eyebrows and eyes are smiling.

However, when she saw the last stairs and spires in the shadows made of black crayons, her eyes stopped for a while, as if her attention was attracted by the layers of wavy steps above, and her thoughts couldn't help but spread like silk threads. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she seemed to be in a daze.

Just as Lu Qingwan's eyes were as if they were stuck to this painting, her head began to feel pain again, this time it was deeper and more painful than the previous one.

Recently, Lu Qingwan has been spoiled by Di Luochen. Di Luochen wants to give all the things to Lu Qingwan, so the more she is pampered, the more she is, the more she is, so how can she bear the pain?

In an instant, Lu Qingwan's tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, but there were still blurry and unseen clips in her mind, which made her unable to control.

...

Xiu Zeyu hugged An Xiaoxiao who was still crying quietly. She now grabbed his arm tightly with her palms, as if he was not allowed to go anywhere.

Now they have to go back and ask the lawyer to draft a marriage agreement. As for the marriage certificate, someone will naturally send it to you.

Only at this moment did Xiu Zeyu's phone hear a message prompting the arrival of the text message.

An Xiaoxiao looked over and saw Xiu Zeyu picking up her phone. However, when An Xiaoxiao wanted to check the content of the text message, she didn't know if Xiu Zeyu's angle of holding the phone was intentional, which just covered her gaze and made her unable to see the content of the text message.

I saw Xiu Zeyu looking at the text message from his mobile phone: The other party had already bought the drawings back.

Xiu Zeyu deleted the text message by the way, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!