CHAPTER 249: BLAST FROM THE PAST

Almost all the photos were of Wen Nuan and Fang Liucheng together, or just solo shots of Fang Liucheng, even foolishly adorned with a heart. Even an idiot could tell what that meant.

Ye Feimo turned and glared fiercely at Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan chuckled mischievously, deliberately playing dumb. How could this be her fault? In those years, Fang Liucheng was truly her Prince Charming; half of her photo album was dedicated to her and Fang Liucheng.

Countless times, she had fallen asleep hugging this album.

Encouraging herself that tomorrow, she would definitely confess.

But tomorrow after tomorrow, she never got around to confessing. However, everyone who knew her knew she liked Fang Liucheng. Fang Liucheng himself knew it too; it was just that no one had ever pierced that veil.

The further he flipped, the gloomier Ye Feimo’s expression became. There was even a photo of Fang Liucheng holding Wen Nuan on the beach, and his Wen Nuan was even wearing a swimsuit... Ye Feimo was jealous.

That little sea-blue swimsuit, so fresh! Although she wasn’t very old, her figure was quite well-proportioned and felt nice to the touch. And she was being held by Fang Liucheng! Ye Feimo turned his head and glared fiercely at Wen Nuan once more.

"You fangirl!"

Wen Nuan snatched the album and tossed it into the drawer below, saying with a giggle, "If I weren’t a fangirl, I wouldn’t have fallen for you. So, there’s good in being a fangirl; otherwise, you wouldn’t have fallen for one either."

"Is this your album or Fang Liucheng’s album? Why is it all him towards the end?"

"Oh, don’t get hung up on that. Tomorrow, I’ll go gather your photos and make an album, then hug it to sleep every day. Is that good enough?" Wen Nuan said exasperatedly. Men, why were they so petty?

Ye Feimo narrowed his eyes and made a request without changing his expression. "And you have to kiss it every night before bed."

"I can’t stand you," Wen Nuan playfully hit him.

Ye Feimo suddenly hummed and said, "I’m going to Rome tomorrow."

"So soon?"

Ye Feimo nodded. "I probably won’t be back until the tenth day of the New Year. Remember to make that album and hug it to sleep every day."

"..."

Then, very seriously, he said, "I think just photos aren’t impactful enough. I’ll take a nude photo for you."

Wen Nuan: "..."

Oh God, great God, please take him away quickly.

Ye Feimo left the next day. Tang Shuwen and Chen Xueru also went on their honeymoon. Wen Nuan spent the entire Spring Festival at home until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, when Cai Xiaojing arranged several jobs for her. Wen Nuan chose to be a spokesperson for a charity event.

Cai Xiaojing was also quite fond of this event, which was a public welfare initiative to support children in impoverished mountainous areas in pursuing their dreams of education. Wen Nuan was selected as the spokesperson.

Besides Wen Nuan, Zhuo Bingbing also participated in this event. Although Wen Nuan was the sole spokesperson, several guests participated, all of whom were relatively well-known artists. This was Wen Nuan’s first time participating in a public welfare event, and she followed Cai Xiaojing’s and the organizers’ instructions for all the details.

In the morning, they took a four-hour bus ride to the mountainous area to visit impoverished children and brought aid supplies. With winter and the New Year, the children in the mountains lacked everything, unlike the pampered children in the city.

The children wore patched clothes and greeted them with simple, pure smiles. There was only one school in the mountainous area, recently built with government funds; it was semi-new and not very large.

The mountain roads were difficult, and the school was built on a mountaintop. Some children had to walk two hours of mountain road to reach school. Some families were too poor to eat anything for lunch; some only ate plain white rice.

Wen Nuan quietly asked an eight- or nine-year-old girl. She was wearing a simple, thin, earthy yellow shirt and black pants. According to her, her family hadn’t eaten meat in two years.

Wen Nuan felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this.

Reporters conducted on-site interviews. Although the interview script had been prepared beforehand, the children’s words, as they spoke them, seemed to be their heartfelt sentiments. Everyone present felt a touch of sadness listening to them.

Wen Nuan sighed. She hadn’t realized that not far from the prosperous A City, there was such a poverty-stricken area where children couldn’t even afford a piece of meat. Older children were prevented from attending school by their parents to help with farm work.

Firstly, they had no money. Secondly, even if they finished primary school, they couldn’t afford the expensive tuition and miscellaneous fees for middle and high school.

Most children here only attended primary school before dropping out.

This public welfare event was organized to call upon people from all walks of life to donate money and goods to help these poor children go to school.

During a break, Wen Nuan inadvertently overheard some of the accompanying celebrities complaining about when the interview and event would end, saying they wanted to go back. As they talked, some mocked how the children there were dressed, while others compared them to their own children, making Wen Nuan feel uncomfortable.

She had thought everyone was sincerely participating in this public welfare activity.

Just moments ago, they had appeared so sincere on camera, hugging and shaking hands with the children, full of warmth. But now, as soon as they turned away, they were talking about how the children were, how they had dirtied their expensive clothes, and how the children had an odor about them...

Wen Nuan leaned against a large tree. If it were in the past, she might have rushed out and cursed them, calling them heartless and lacking compassion. But now, she was slowly starting to understand. How people behaved on camera was for the camera; you should never believe that it’s their true self.

The only thing to be grateful for was that these children didn’t know what these glamorous big brothers and big sisters were truly thinking. They only saw the loving facade they struggled to maintain, and that was enough.

If they continued to pretend, and everyone remained unaware, the children still had a dream. If the truth were exposed, the children would be the ones to suffer.

Some things, sometimes, don’t need to be taken too seriously.

When she mentioned this to Cai Xiaojing, she just smiled and said, "You’ll get used to it."

Yes, she’d get used to it. She was slowly getting used to it, but she’d express her frustrations to Cai Xiaojing. Agents were truly a wondrous species, both your housekeeper and your trash can.

Zhuo Bingbing came over to chat with her. Zhuo Bingbing had also been there, but she hadn’t spoken, just smiled. Wen Nuan thought that if she had been in that situation, she probably would have just smiled too.

"What were you and Sister Xiaojing talking about?"

"Nothing, just chatting. Thinking about how to raise donations when we get back," Wen Nuan said with a smile. She planned to discuss it with Ye Feimo when he returned. He had significant influence, and combined with Sister Xiaojing’s efficiency, this matter should be settled quickly.

"Sister Xiaojing, Wen Nuan is no longer a newcomer. Why are you still following her everywhere? Are you afraid she’ll get lost?" Zhuo Bingbing said with a laugh. Cai Xiaojing was the only agent who had accompanied them.