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Chapter 771: 390 Life_3

“I understand.”

Junior is really practicing Buddha’s teachings through her actions.

Are oranges sour? Of course, they are.

If your heart is not sour, then the orange will not be sour, applying the sa logic to life.

With no obstacles in your heart, there’s nothing to fear.

The indoor cara captured the lovely scene of the two sisters sneaking to eat oranges. Ming Xin looked like a little mouse stealing oil, while Ming Jing appeared serious, her contrasting cuteness made people unable to resist adoring her.

The tacit understanding between the two sisters was particularly endearing.

Zhao Ninghan felt suffocated, wishing she could flee in panic. Almost all the seats in the venue were occupied, and her seat was right in the center of the first row. She felt that everyone’s eyes were on her, and she could not tell whether their intentions were good or bad.

The burning white light overhead made her back feel hot, sweat ford on her forehead, and her palms were sticky.

Just then, Wen Na ca out holding a microphone, alleviating her embarrassnt.

“Welco to tonight’s fashion event and annual charity donation conference. I am Wen Na.”

Thunderous applause filled the venue.

Wen Na was well-connected in the entertainnt industry, and tonight’s gathering was attended by many big nas. Most were there out of respect for Wen Na, making this an annual entertainnt industry tradition.

Zhao Ninghan frowned. Celebrities doing charity work was a common sight. Each year, the charity donation event was initiated by Wen Na. She acted as an interdiary between the stars and various charities, gaining both fa and fortune.

For Zhao Ninghan and most of the celebrities, this event was just a formality. First, they showed respect to Wen Na, who had control over many fashion resources. Maintaining a good relationship with her was crucial for their standing in the fashion industry. Second, donating to charity improved their personal reputation. After the event, the celebrities would issue press releases, boasting about their contributions. After all, having donated so much money, why not brag about it?

“So people question my motives for doing charity work, calling it a show. I never bothered to explain myself because I do not care about other people’s opinions. I only care about whether I can face myself with a clear conscience.” Wen Na sighed and continued.

“You may not know this, but I was born in a remote mountainous area in Yunzhou. Until I was ten years old, I had never seen what the world beyond the mountains was like. The so-called school I attended was a dilapidated building, with all the village’s students mingling together and only one eighty- or ninety-year-old scholar teaching us Chinese and arithtic. As he was old, deaf, and toothless, his speech was unclear, and we would often miss words when reciting passages. Finally, when I was thirteen, a college student who ca to teach in the countryside replaced the old scholar. He told that beyond the mountains, there were bustling high-rise buildings, boundless seas, and fascinating experiences. He told that only by leaving the mountains could I change my fate.”

The audience was captivated by her words.

Nobody knew that Wen Na, the powerful editor who ruled half the fashion world, had such a childhood.

With a slight smile, Wen Na said calmly, “I’ve always kept my teacher’s words in mind. I wanted to change my fate, and I desperately wanted to see the world beyond the mountains. So, I walked ten kiloters every day along mountain roads to attend junior high school in town. My family couldn’t afford to support , so I picked up trash on the streets. My classmates laughed at and ostracized , but I didn’t care because I knew that for , leaving the mountains was far more important than bickering with my classmates. Their limited perspective ant that they were dood to be surrounded by mountains for the rest of their lives.”

“At the age of twenty, I received an offer from Leeds University… At the age of twenty-four, I won the most important fashion award of my life. Finally, I saw the world beyond the mountains, and just like my teacher said, it was truly wonderful. At the age of twenty-five, I returned to my hotown and saw my forr classmates’ children still sitting in the crumbling building, listening to their teacher tell them about the world beyond the mountains. They yearned for it, but the harsh reality kept them from advancing. At that mont, my heart ached.”

“Pardon my presumption, but watching them, I was reminded of the saying ‘frog in the well.’ Limited by their harsh environnt, they believed that the little sky they could see was all there was, unaware that the world was so much more vast. From that day on, I made a vow in my heart to help all the children in the mountains bravely step out of the mountains, break free from their impoverished lives, and rediscover the aning of life.”

Wen Na’s calm voice, transmitted through the microphone, reached every corner of the venue. The audience was left speechless, weighed down by the gravity of her words.

Everyone had thought that Wen Na’s passion for charity was fueled by a desire for fa and fortune, but no one had expected such an extraordinary backstory.

For a mont, they were all touched, and their gazes at Wen Na gradually changed.

Her image instantly beca more impressive.

The world is full of benevolent deeds, and everyone can plant the seeds of freedom.

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