I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

Before the dinner officially began, the organizers arranged a small charity auction display area.

The display case contains many items donated by celebrities.

There are autographed dresses.

Limited edition packs.

There are movie props.

There are also some paintings and handicrafts.

Shen Ling'er wasn't particularly interested in these things originally.

She was led by Yang Mi and walked very slowly.

She suddenly stopped when she passed a children's charity painting.

Yang Mi looked down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er looked at the painting.

The painting depicts a little girl standing in the sun, with a tree, a house, and several flowers beside her.

The colors are very bright.

He looks young, but he's very serious.

The label next to it reads: Donated artwork for the Mountain Children's Charity Art Project.

Shen Ling'er looked at it for a few seconds.

"This one is good."

The staff member responsible for the introduction next to them had a bright look in their eyes.

"Does Ling'er like this picture?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"The sun is drawn large."

The staff member said with a smile, "Kids all love to draw big suns."

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"It's not that I like it."

The staff member was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er said calmly, "It's because she wants to get some sun."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Several celebrities who were chatting also looked over.

Yang Mi looked down at the painting, his gaze softening.

Shen Ling'er continued looking at the painting.

"The house is small, but the sun is big."

"The tree is small too."

"This shows that she thinks the sun is more useful than her home."

The staff were stunned.

They had seen this painting many times.

I just think the colors are bright and have a lot of childlike fun.

But I never thought of it that way.

A female celebrity next to her whispered, "So she probably thinks warmth is very important."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Only cold-hearted people draw the sun very big."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The exhibition area fell silent instantly.

Zhao Lei, who was testing the microphone not far away, immediately came over after hearing it.

"Teacher Ling'er's first lesson at the charity gala."

"Only cold-hearted people draw the sun very big."

After he finished speaking, his voice involuntarily softened a little.

This sentence isn't as funny as usual.

It's so light, yet it makes my heart ache.

The chat in the live stream changed instantly.

"Ah... that sentence."

"I was laughing at Mr. Shen for being lazy, but suddenly I felt stung."

"Only a cold-hearted person would draw the sun so big; what kind of observation skills do they have?"

"She really can see the needs in children's drawings."

"Shen Fei taught her to see where things were wrong in the world, and also taught her to see what others lacked."

Yang Mi gently patted Shen Ling'er's head.

"Shall we take a picture of it?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Do you have money?"

Yang Mi: "..."

The surrounding celebrities were taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.

Zhao Lei almost couldn't hold back.

"Teacher Ling'er, do you have some misunderstanding about your mother's financial situation?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You need to ask about the money."

"Spending money without asking questions is a mess."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Yang Mi nodded with a smile.

"have."

"Mom is rich."

Shen Ling'er then nodded.

"Then take the picture."

The actress in the white dress next to her smiled and said, "Mimi, I won't fight you for this painting."

"But I'll add a donation."

The short-haired actress nodded in agreement.

"I'll add it too."

The singer said softly, "I had only heard about this charity art project before."

"After seeing this painting today, I realized I should have helped more."

The staff member's eyes lit up with excitement.

Originally, this children's drawing was just a small item in the exhibition area.

The estimated value is not high.

It also received only so-so attention.

But Shen Ling'er's words, "Only cold people draw the sun so big," made everyone stop and look at it.

It is no longer just an exhibit for a public welfare project.

It became a child's need.

Immediately, people started commenting in the live stream chat.

I want to donate.

Where can this project be donated?

"Could you please include a link?"

"Shen Ling'er's words are more effective than any promotional video."

"She wasn't being sentimental; she genuinely understood."

The organizers responded very quickly.

They quickly put the official donation channel for the public welfare project on the live broadcast page.

Within minutes, the numbers in the background started to jump up.

The staff were completely dumbfounded when they saw the data.

"It's gone up."

"The donation amount has increased very quickly."

Zhao Lei glanced at it and gasped.

"Dear viewers..."

"Now I understand why the ladies said Mr. Shen wasn't incapable of making money."

"Teacher Ling'er didn't even mention donations."

"She simply understood a painting."

"Then everyone is willing to spend money."

Bai Sisi nodded gently.

"Because she showed everyone where the money was going."

Shen Ling'er heard this and looked up at her.

"This sentence is acceptable."

Bai Sisi was taken aback, then smiled gently.

"Thank you, Teacher Ling'er."

Zhao Lei immediately clutched his chest.

"Sisi got a high rating again tonight."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"Don't be jealous."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Yang Mi stood to the side, feeling a mix of emotions.

She knew that Ling'er wasn't deliberately creating a topic of conversation.

She just saw it.

I saw the sun in that painting.

Seeing the warmth that a child might lack.

Then say it out loud.

But this one sentence is more powerful than any carefully crafted charity campaign.

Because it doesn't go around.

That's true.

Not pretty.

But it's clear.

After the banquet began, Shen Ling'er sat next to Yang Mi.

Zhao Lei took the stage as the host.

He unusually controlled his speaking speed tonight.

Shen Ling'er looked at him from below the stage for a few seconds.

Bai Sisi asked softly, "Ling'er, how was Uncle Zhao Lei's hosting today?"

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"He's holding it in."

Bai Sisi: "..."

Yang Mi almost burst out laughing.

Zhao Lei on stage seemed to sense something and glanced in their direction.

Shen Ling'er nodded to him indifferently.

Zhao Lei immediately straightened his back.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Hahaha, Zhao Lei is definitely holding back something."

"Teacher Ling'er is the remote proctor and host."

Whether Zhao Lei can say less tonight depends entirely on Ling'er's eyes.

The auction began quickly.

The first few items were sold successfully.

When they got to the children's charity painting, the atmosphere was noticeably different.

As the host began his introduction, the picture appeared on the screen.

A bright, large sun.

A small house.

A small tree.

Zhao Lei looked at the script and paused for a moment.

He didn't read the usual flowery introduction.

Instead, she said softly:

"Just now, a child looked at this painting and said..."

"Only cold-hearted people draw the sun very big."

"This painting comes from a public welfare art project for children in mountainous areas."

"Perhaps what we photographed tonight is more than just a painting."

"It's also a child's wish to be seen."

The audience was silent for a few seconds.

Then, the first female celebrity held up a sign.

Two hundred thousand.

Another entrepreneur followed suit.

"Five hundred thousand."

The singer holds up a sign.

"Eight hundred thousand."

The actress in the white dress spoke directly.

One million.

A soft gasp rippled through the crowd.

Yang Mi held up a sign.

Two million.

Everyone looked at her.

Yang Mi's expression was gentle, yet resolute.

Shen Ling'er looked up at her.

"You're really rich."

Yang Mi: "..."

The slightly touching atmosphere at the scene was instantly replaced by laughter.

Zhao Lei almost lost his composure on stage.

"Teacher Ling'er's financial confirmation was very timely."

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "A muddled account is not good."

Another burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

Finally, Yang Mi bought the painting for two million.

But what's even more astonishing is that the donation figures in the charity channel of the live stream are still rising.

The staff backstage at the banquet were completely stunned.

"It's only been a dozen minutes."

"The donation amount has already exceeded the original target for tonight."

"And it's still rising."

The person in charge of the event looked at the little girl holding the account book in the banquet hall with an extremely complicated expression.

She did not give a speech.

There was no call to action.

There was no sentimentality.

She only mentioned what she saw.

Then the money came.

This is the truly terrifying influence.

It's not about encouraging impulsive spending.

It's about making it clear to people why they should be given something.

Standing on the stage, Zhao Lei couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the constantly updated charity figures.

"Everyone."

"Tonight I confirmed something once again."

"Mr. Shen doesn't not come out to earn money, not because he doesn't know how."

"His daughter casually mentioned something, and the charity project became an instant hit."

"If Mr. Shen himself were to appear..."

He paused.

Many people in the audience also fell silent.

Zhao Lei said seriously, "That might not be a matter of appearance fees."

"It's a question of whether we can afford it."

Shen Ling'er looked up at him.

"Don't raise prices on behalf of my dad."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er said calmly, "He'll find it troublesome."

The entire audience: "..."

The next second, laughter ripped through the banquet hall.

The comments section was flooded with messages like crazy.

"Hahaha, don't raise prices for my dad, he finds it too much trouble!"

Shen Fei: Money is not the problem, trouble is.

"Tonight it's completely confirmed that Mr. Shen isn't incapable of making money; he just doesn't like to move."

"Yang Mi really made the right choice in marrying."

"Who said Yang Mi wasn't happy? Come out and take your punishment!"

"With a husband like that and a daughter like that, who would dare say she got married hastily?"

Yang Mi sat under the lamplight, listening to the laughter and envy of the people around him, and looked down at Shen Ling'er.

Shen Ling'er was eating a small cake intently.

Halfway through her meal, she frowned.

Yang Mi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er said calmly, "It looks good."

Yang Mi: "It doesn't taste good?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Uncomfortable beauty is borrowed."

Yang Mi: "..."

She finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Will Mom cook noodles for you when we get back?"

Shen Ling'er's eyes brightened slightly.

"Add an egg."

Yang Mi nodded gently.

"Add an egg."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"Add another chicken leg."

Yang Mi: "..."

She looked at her daughter's self-righteous little face and smiled with tenderness in her eyes.

"it is good."

"Add a chicken leg."

Meanwhile, the female celebrities in the banquet hall could hardly hide their envy as they watched this scene.

They used to envy Yang Mi's fame.

I envy her resources.

I envy her popularity.

But tonight, what they envied most suddenly wasn't any of that.