Bai Qingzhu let out a sigh. "I really can't take advantage of them when they're in trouble. You know me, I'm not the kind of person who'd do that. And didn't I say before? Let's think of some other way, find some other gift."
Xiao Lijin pulled her into his arms. No one understood Bai Qingzhu; only he knew that if Bai Qingzhu really cared about money, she wouldn't have donated tens of billions of net profit every year to charity.
And over those years, Bai Qingzhu always kept an eye on where the funds went, afraid those people would pocket the money themselves and not give it to those who truly needed it.
He really had married a treasure of a woman.
When they got home, Bai Qingzhu and Xiao Lijin went straight to bed.
By the time they woke up again, it was already the next day, and someone from the Zhao Family had come saying they wanted to see them.
Bai Qingzhu thought Madame Zhao's condition had taken a turn for the worse, so she hurriedly had Mr. Zhao brought in.
