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Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Yue nodded: "You guessed right, I am indeed planning to go to Kenya."

Lan Feiyan suddenly said, "I want to go with you, is that okay?"

Zhang Yue looked at him in surprise: "Go with me? Why?"

Lan Feiyan said, "Of course, I want to see how the children in Kenya live. To be honest, although Mohammed took me to Kenya last time, I am not a fool. If I hadn't seen with my own eyes the hardship of the children's lives there, I wouldn't have felt sympathy."

"And I trust my instincts. The hardship those children are experiencing is real and not staged."

Zhang Yue frowned instantly and said, "Ms. Lan, I don't think you need to get involved in this mess. Since I'm going to Kenya to verify it, I must be skeptical."

"Whatever the situation is with the children over there, I will solve it. Since you know me well, you should know that I have the ability to do this."

Lan Feiyan nodded: "Mr. Zhang is right. Whether we go to Kenya together or alone, we can definitely solve the problem."

"And I completely believe in your character, Boss Zhang."

Zhang Yue was even more puzzled now: "Since you believe in my ability, why did you follow me?"

Lan Feiyan smiled and said, "It's very simple. Boss Zhang doesn't have the exclusive right to charity. Even an ordinary person has the right to do charity."

"What's more, I still have some ability now. I am going to represent my compassion. If I don't go, this compassion will be gone. I believe that with Boss Zhang's wisdom, he should be able to tell the difference."

Zhang Yue stared at the other person intently for a long time, then nodded: "Since you want to go, then come with me!"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Feiyan's eyes were instantly filled with excitement. She smiled and said to Zhang Yue: "Thank you, Boss Zhang. Now we have a deal. When you go to Kenya, don't forget to take me with you."

Zhang Yue nodded and came out from Lan Feiyan's place.

When Zhan Rongrong saw him, her expression was full of curiosity: "How was it? Did you meet him?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I saw it."

Zhan Rongrong asked, "Really? What does Lan Feiyan look like? Is she as pretty as in the TV series?"

Hearing her words, Zhang Yue felt helpless: "Didn't I invite you to come in just now? But you refused to do so, and now you are asking about her appearance. I wonder what you are thinking?"

Zhan Rongrong was a little embarrassed: "It's not that I don't want to go in and see Lan Feiyan, but you know, TV dramas nowadays all have filters. Many stars are very ugly, but as long as they are filtered, they become very beautiful."

"I have rarely been a fan of celebrities since I was a child, and Lan Feiyan is one of the few. If she is really ugly, then my image as an idol will collapse. I don't want that to happen."

Zhang Yue laughed and said, "Since you don't want your idol image to collapse, why do you still ask me if she is pretty? Isn't this a typical self-deception?"

Zhan Rongrong looked at him helplessly: "Of course I know, but some things are completely different between seeing with your own eyes and hearing from others."

"Even if you told me that Lan Feiyan was ugly, I could choose not to believe it. But if I saw it with my own eyes, I would have no choice but to believe it."

Zhang Yue's expression suddenly became even weirder. What a mess of thoughts.

However, seeing Zhan Rongrong looking at him expectantly, he had no choice but to say, "Well, let me tell you, Lan Feiyan is not particularly ugly. On the contrary, she is very attractive. But if you say that she is really as beautiful as she is on TV, I absolutely deny it."

After these words came out, Zhan Rongrong's face was full of disappointment: "Is that so? I finally fell in love with a star, but now it seems that my fate has been ruined again."

Zhang Yue looked at her in surprise: "No way, didn't you just say that you wouldn't believe me no matter what I said?"

Zhan Rongrong glared at him angrily: "That's exactly what I said. If you told me that the other person was very ugly, I definitely wouldn't believe it."

"If you said she was very beautiful, I wouldn't believe it either. But now you tell me that she is not ugly, just not as beautiful as she is on TV. She is pretty much what I thought. Even if I want to doubt you, I don't know how to doubt you."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "So that's how it is. Then your dream of becoming an idol should just collapse. It's wrong not to chase stars anyway. If you have the free time, you might as well find a way to make more money."

Zhan Rongrong was about to say something else when a familiar voice suddenly said, "Boss Zhang, you are my idol. Now you are making up stories about others behind their backs. This is not what a gentleman does!"

After hearing this, Zhang Yue couldn't help but turn his head and found that Lan Feiyan had stood behind Zhan Rongrong at some point, looking at him with a half-smile.

At the same time, Zhan Rongrong also turned around and saw Lan Feiyan. Her mouth opened wide and her eyes were full of disbelief: "You are Lan Feiyan, sister Lan. You are so beautiful!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Yue with an angry face: "Brother-in-law, what do you mean? Sister Lan is obviously more beautiful than she is on TV, but you said she is average looking! I understand, you did it on purpose, right?"

Lan Feiyan also nodded: "Boss Zhang definitely did it on purpose."

Zhang Yue looked helpless: "I say, aesthetics is something so subjective that we can't force people to do anything.

Take Ms. Lan Feiyan for example, some people may think you are very beautiful, but in my eyes, your appearance may be just average. "

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Zhan Rongrong: "As for the reason, it's very simple. In my eyes, the most beautiful person is only your sister, and the others are all average. So do you think I'm wrong?"

Zhan Rongrong was stunned for a long time before she gave Zhang Yue a thumbs up: "Brother-in-law, you are right, I am the one who is wrong."

Lan Feiyan's expression was also somewhat awkward. She had suddenly appeared just now because she wanted to play a joke on Zhang Yue, but she didn't expect that she would become the one being joked about.

Zhang Yue looked at Lan Feiyan calmly: "You came to see me, maybe there is something else?"

Lan Feiyan nodded: "I want to ask when you are going to Kenya?"

Zhang Yue thought for a moment and said, "Maybe in three days. I have something urgent to deal with."

Lan Feiyan nodded: "I understand. I will make some preparations here as well."

Zhan Rongrong, who was standing next to them, heard what they were saying and immediately asked, "Wait! You guys are going to Kenya together? What's going on?"

Zhang Yue did not hide anything and told the other party what had just happened.

The next moment, Zhan Rongrong's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I want to go too!" Zhang Yue looked at her in surprise: "What are you going to do in Kenya?"

Zhan Rongrong looked at Zhang Yue with sparkling eyes and waved her fists in front of her chest: "I want to go to Kenya too! Brother-in-law, you see I can help a lot!

I speak good English, so I can be a translator, and I can also help take photos and record the scene. Maybe I can even perform for the kids and make them happy!"

She was full of anticipation and was about to jump up to prove her "availability".

Zhang Yue frowned slightly, he was extremely suspicious of the other party's true purpose. After all, he and Lan Feiyan were alone together, which could easily make people have bad associations.

However, Zhang Yue had important business to attend to this trip, and although he had influence in Kenya, it was still Africa, with all kinds of people there, and the situation was changing rapidly, making it very unsafe.

Just as she was about to say no, Lan Feiyan took the lead and looked at Zhan Rongrong with a smile: "If you want to go, it's good to go together. It will be more lively on the way with more people."

As he said this, he winked at Zhang Yue, as if to say "give her a chance."

Zhan Rongrong also nodded, then hugged Lan Feiyan's arm and said, "That's right. I've never been abroad since I was a child. You can take me to have a look."

Zhang Yue pondered for a long time, and finally sighed and nodded in agreement. Although the trip to Kenya was not very safe, it was only a rare case. As long as he was careful, there would be no problem.

Moreover, it would indeed be a bad influence if Lan Feiyan and I went alone, but with Zhan Rongrong, the situation would be different.

Zhan Rongrong cheered, immediately took out her cell phone and began frantically searching for travel guides and essential items for Kenya.

Three days later, the three boarded a flight to Kenya. When the plane landed, the scorching sun of Kenya hit them in the face.

The local guide Mohammed had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Lan Feiyan, he greeted her warmly. When his eyes glanced at Zhang Yue and Zhan Rongrong, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by a smile.

Mohammed skillfully helped the three people carry their luggage into the car. The car was driving on Kenya's slightly bumpy roads, and dust was hitting the windows from time to time.

Along the way, dilapidated thatched houses and skinny livestock came into view. Zhan Rongrong's originally excited expression gradually became solemn. She couldn't help but lean close to the car window and whispered, "It turns out that what is shown on TV is real."

Lan Feiyan gently held her hand, her eyes full of compassion: "This is just the tip of the iceberg."

Zhang Yue remained silent, observing his surroundings with deep eyes. He noticed that at some intersections, there were always a few strong men pretending to look at their vehicles casually. His intuition told him that this trip to Kenya might not be very peaceful.

The car stopped in front of a relatively tidy courtyard, and Mohammed introduced that this was the safest residence in the area.

After settling down, Zhang Yue suggested that he wanted to visit the children's welfare home that Lan Feiyan had previously sponsored. Mohammed's face flashed a trace of unnaturalness, but he quickly agreed.

When they arrived at the orphanage, they were shocked by the scene before them. The place that should have been full of laughter and joy was now eerily silent.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the doors and windows of several dilapidated houses were open, empty inside. Zhan Rongrong was stunned: "Where are the children? Why is this place like this?"

Lan Feiyan also looked confused. She clearly remembered that the last time she came, although the welfare home was simple, at least there were children there.

Zhang Yue squatted down and carefully examined the marks on the ground. After a long while, he stood up and said, "These marks show that the children should have been moved away not long ago."

He turned to look at Mohammed, his eyes burning: "Mr. Mohammed, can you explain what's going on?"

Mohammed's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he forced a smile: "Mr. Zhang, please don't get me wrong. The children suddenly got an infectious disease a few days ago. In order not to affect others, they have been transferred to the quarantine area arranged by the government."

Zhang Yue sneered, "Infectious disease? Why didn't you inform Ms. Lan in advance about such a big thing as a transfer? Moreover, the traces here show that the children were taken away in a hurry. It doesn't look like a medical transfer at all."

Zhan Rongrong also noticed something was wrong and said angrily, "Mr. Muhammad, are you hiding something from us? Sister Lan has always trusted you so much and has donated a lot of money to you, but the welfare home has become like this!"

Lan Feiyan's face was also not looking good. She didn't want to believe that the person she had always trusted would deceive her. She asked in a trembling voice: "Mohammed, tell me, what is going on?"

Muhammad suddenly cried out: "Ms. Lan, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, follow me."

Mohammed and the other two drove deep into the mountains, and the road became increasingly rugged and difficult to travel. Zhan Rongrong tightly grasped the door handle, her eyes full of anxiety.

Lan Feiyan also had a tense face and looked at Zhang Yue from time to time, trying to get a sense of reassurance from his calm expression.

About an hour later, the car stopped in front of a courtyard surrounded by barbed wire. Several strong men holding sticks stood at the gate. When they saw Mohammed's car, they let down their guard and opened the gate.

Walking into the courtyard, the three were shocked by the scene inside. Dozens of children were playing in the open space. Although they were dressed in rags, their faces were filled with innocent smiles.

Lan Feiyan's eyes instantly turned red, and she quickly walked forward, squatted down, and opened her arms. Several children recognized her and jumped into her arms with cheers.

"Sister Lan, you finally come to see us again!" A little girl with pigtails tilted her head back and rubbed Lan Feiyan's cheek affectionately.

Lan Feiyan stroked the children's heads, her voice choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, it's my sister who is late."

She raised her head and looked at Mohammed with complicated eyes, "Why did you move the children here without telling me?"

Mohammed wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "Ms. Lan, to be honest, the welfare home was targeted by some criminals. They coveted your funding and threatened to harm the children."

"I really had no choice but to move the children here overnight. Although this place is remote, it is relatively safe. I hired these guards to protect the children."

Lan Feiyan looked at him: "Are you telling the truth?"

Muhammad immediately raised his hand and swore: "Of course it is true. If there is any falsehood, let me go directly to see Jesus."

"Then why didn't you just tell me the truth when you saw me just now?"

Mohammed glanced at Zhang Yue and Zhan Rongrong, his face full of embarrassment: "It's not that I deliberately want to hide it from you, but their identities are unknown. I suspect that they are in the same group as those criminals, so I deliberately tested them."

Zhang Yue looked at Muhammad with a half-smile: "Really? Then why did you tell us the truth again?" (End of this chapter)