Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 194 Before Flash 3: Brother and Sister Recognize (7)

Of course he would take part in such a meaningful event: "Okay, call grandpa and tell him I'll be there tonight."

"Yes, master." The butler withdrew.

The charity fundraising gala that night was held in the Grand Hall of the Park Hyatt Hotel.

Colorful lights, well-dressed people, romantic talents and beauties crowded together.

Nie Xichen was dressed in a royal blue suit, showing off his tall and muscular figure, handsome, elegant and charming.

Among the young talents in the audience, he was the most dazzling, like a shining pearl in the night sky.

"This must be the son of the Nie family. It's a pleasure to meet you!" All the business partners in the mall stepped forward to curry favor with the two grandparents of the Nie family.

"Master Nie is a talented person, so outstanding, it makes the party a lot more exciting."

"I heard that Young Master Nie has started to participate in the company's decision-making, and is now in charge of the fitness center in the urban area."

Nie Xichen's handsome face was a little impatient with such flattery and flattery.

"You have to get used to this kind of occasion in the future." Grandpa Nie Zhenlong smiled lightly, and reprimanded with a loving tone: "You can't despise others just because of your own status."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Fortunately, the party started soon, and everyone returned to their seats.

The host stood on the stage and introduced the purpose of the party in a personable manner. A frame of photos was played on the projection screen behind him.

Most of the out-of-school children are orphans who cannot go to school due to poor families or wandering outside.

Dirty and thin little bodies all looked at the camera with clear and innocent pupils.

Some squatted on the street begging, some rummaged through the trash can, and some squatted timidly behind their parents...

These photos shocked the upper class who are rich but not poor, and some wealthy young ladies dabbed the corners of their eyes with tissue paper.

Nie Xichen's eyes were drawn to one of the photos, it was a little girl standing beside her mother in front of the hospital bed.

At a young age, holding a medicinal soup in her small hands, she carefully fed her paralyzed mother.

He took a deep breath, and it took a long time before it was slowly released from his chest cavity.

In fact, there are many, many poor people and low-income families in the world.

They live on the verge of death every day, struggling hard to survive.

(End of this chapter)