Chapter 149 Can't I give you a sense of security, eh?
Murong Yudie took out a box of macarons, rushed out of the car, and walked to the little boy.
She helped the little boy up with one hand, handed the macaron to the little boy, and said gently: "Do you want to eat it?"
The pink macarons, like Murong Yudie, are so spotless.
The little boy wiped his dirty hands on his clothes, then raised his hands and stared nervously at the macaron that Murong Yudie put in his palm, which was incompatible with him.
His eyes were still a little nervous, and he looked tentatively at the woman in front of him who had a different skin color from his own.
After making sure that she really fed him, he carefully put the macaron into his mouth and took a bite.
A wonderful taste that he had never experienced before spread in his mouth.
His clear eyes slowly revealed their brilliance.
But at this moment, a fight really broke out not far away.
The people rushed directly into the building, and the guards took up arms to fight back.
The sound of gunfire and artillery fire continued one after another.
The four bosses all became worried.
While observing the situation carefully, they went over to persuade Murong Yudie.
"Yudie, it's time for us to go."
"It will be really dangerous if we don't leave."
They forcibly pulled Murong Yudie toward the car.
The little boy also got up from the ground and followed Murong Yudie, as if he wanted to get in the car with her.
Murong Yudie was forced into the car, but refused to close the door.
She bent down and faced the little boy: "Come here, I will take you away with me."
No one else spoke.
But my thoughts are the same.
The war is about to break out, and there will be children like this everywhere. How many can she save?
They didn't stop it because they knew they couldn't.
The child also stretched out his hand towards Murong Yudie.
Just when he was about to rush into Murong Yudie's arms, a loud noise suddenly broke out next to him!
The heat wave swept over the sand and stone and rushed towards it without warning. The four men subconsciously protected Murong Yudie, and Wen Jiu instinctively raised her hand to cover her face...
The child, who seemed uninjured, suddenly stopped.
Blood red slowly emerged from his dirty clothes.
Murong Yudie seemed to be frozen for an instant, staring at the child in surprise, motionless.
Hongmao was closest to the child. He quickly got out of the car, picked up the child, and told the driver: "Quickly go!"
The driver drove away quickly.
The barrage has been flooding the screen since just now, and people have been asking what happened to the child.
Wen Jiu was also worried about the child and asked Hongmao tentatively: "How is he?"
Hongmao looked back at Murong Yudie but said nothing.
Wen Jiu saw someone in the live broadcast room saying:
[t:Looking at his mouth and nose open so wide, I guess the bomb fragments went directly into his lungs.]
[t: Moreover, the child’s belly is so big that it is out of proportion with his body. It is obvious that he has been hungry and malnourished for a long time. With such blood loss, and the country is bankrupt, it is estimated that there will be no operating hospital... There is a high probability that he will survive.
No more.]
[t: I am a doctor, and I don’t want to make such a judgment... I just remind the host that you should be mentally prepared in advance. 】
【Ah ah ah! The knife is dead!】
[I can’t stand it anymore. I’ve just become a mother. I really can’t stand such a young child...I’m crying to death.]
Wen Jiu was equally sad.
She turned her face away silently and looked out the window.
The weather today is also gray. I wonder if the dust produced by the explosion blocked the sunlight.
As the car passed the place we visited yesterday, smoke billowed deep in the dense forest.
A half-blooded leopard walked out of the dense forest dragging its injured leg and looked at Murong Yudie's car with ferocious eyes.
Murong Yudie also saw the leopard.
She didn't know if this was the one she fed yesterday.
She looked at the devastation now and felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.
It was so beautiful yesterday, why did it become like this overnight?!
She used to love crying so much, but now she couldn't even shed a single tear.
An hour later, the car drove to the city border.
The Murong family's helicopter pilot flew the helicopter to pick them up and leave.
…
It was late at night when everyone returned to City S.
The city is as bright as ever.
It is also the most prosperous capital city in the world that Murong Yudie is familiar with.
But her state of mind was completely different.
She prepared an exquisite coffin for the child who died in the war, but what was the use of it?
This was another time she faced death head-on.
But the difference from the last time was that this time it was a living person, a child who could laugh and run after her.
She sat in front of the coffin and was silent for a long time.
Wen Jiu stayed with her quietly for a long time before speaking to comfort her: "Miss, don't be sad. If there is a war, there will be casualties. Such things happen all the time."
Murong Yudie felt even more uncomfortable after being comforted like this.
She raised her head and looked at Wen Jiu: "He will never grow up. He has never seen what the world is like."
Wen Jiu looked at her tenderly: "But you can grow up."
"As long as you are willing, you can let countless children grow up safely."
Wen Jiu has always felt that excellent people should be compassionate and have strong empathy.
Murong Yudie is such a person.
She believed that facing such a blow was enough for Murong Yudie to grow.
After a brief silence, Murong Yudie nodded silently: "Yes, you are right, I want to donate money to the children injured in the war and treat them... My family has plenty of money."
Wen Jiu shook his head: "How can just donating money be enough? One day we will all donate, and do you know how to donate? If you donate money now, the plutocrats of that country will immediately take it for themselves."
Murong Yudie's eyes flinched and she lowered her head slightly: "Then I don't know what to do..."
Wen Jiu held her face with both hands and made her look at him: "Your charming physique and your kind heart that makes everyone like you should not just be used to be liked and competed by men. You can use your
Advantages do many, many things.”
"It doesn't matter if you don't know now. You still have time to grow up and learn slowly."
"Miss, you will be the savior of this world."
Wen Jiu's gentle and powerful gaze seemed to have some magic power, making Murong Yudie feel an inexplicable power.
Just like what she had always felt from Wen Jiu.
Although she is her own maid, she is courageous and smart, and she can lead four outstanding men to escape from her life.
"Sister Wen, can you teach me how to do it?"
Wen Jiu nodded: "Okay."
…
Murong Yudie is full of cheats, and it is too easy to make money.
Wen Jiu registered the Murong Yudie Charitable Foundation for her.
Announce the news: As long as you donate more than 100 million yuan to the foundation, you can have dinner with her.
This way of making money is very scientific, because there used to be a man named Warren Buffett who sold his dinner seats in this way.
When men all over the world heard about it, they all made reservations to have dinner with Murong Yudie. Now the number plates have reached 9999.
After the four bosses learned the news, they were quite opposed to it and immediately rushed to the study to discuss it with Murong Yudie.
…
In the study, Wen Jiu was discussing with Murong Yudie about rescuing orphans in the war, when the door was suddenly pushed open.
Four men rushed in together.
"Yudie, if you want money, I can give it to you!"
"I can give you any amount of money!"
"Why do you want to have dinner with other men?"
"I won't allow you to demean yourself like this!"
Murong Yudie instantly felt a little sorry for them.
After all, the four of them have been with her for a long time, and she has never made a choice, and now she has no intention of doing so.
Wen Jiu on the side said nothing and silently sorted out the two photos on the desk.
Murong Yudie glanced at the photo and her heart hardened again.
Wen Jiu printed it out specially and put it on her desk.
One is the puppy that died in her arms, and the other is the child that died in front of her eyes.
She raised her eyes and looked directly at the four men entangled with her.
"As long as it doesn't break the law or violate morality, any means of making money is not demeaning oneself."
The four bosses clearly felt that Murong Yudie was different.
They looked at her in surprise for a while before they could continue to speak.
"But, you are a delicate little princess."
"Life is so short, why do you have to ask for trouble?"
"You don't have to do anything, there will be countless people protecting you."
"As long as you stay in your castle and be loved by others all your life, that's enough."
Murong Yudie glanced at Wen Jiu, then turned to the four men and said, "So I have to be protected by men, depend on men, and live and die for men all my life?"
Her eyes became more determined: "There is always someone who wants to be a hero. Does it mean that the one who slays the dragon must be a prince?"
The four bosses were all shocked.
The barrage was very lively.
[Ahhhhh! This is the real Mary Sue! She doesn’t rely on her beauty and money, but on her charisma! Murong Yudie, you really charm me!]
[We should praise girls together! Anchor, you are the life mentor of lost girls! You are also my god!]
[The princess who slayed the dragon: It comes to my heart. Who said that a princess can’t kill an evil dragon with a sword? 】
In the article, Beleranka is based on Sri Lanka, an island country in South Asia that pays attention to protecting the natural environment. The island's scenery is primitive and beautiful, and people and nature live in harmony. It was originally a relatively developed country in South Asia, and its per capita GDP at its peak was far higher than Asan.
Later, due to various reasons, it was declared bankrupt in July 2022. There was a shortage of food and medicine. For a period of time, electricity could only be supplied for three hours a day. If I could only use electricity for three hours a day, I would probably go crazy.