Ye Cheng smiled.
All of this, was it not within his grasp?
Li Qinghe being so infuriated, what did that signify?
Was it not because Xu Fan had donated an embarrassingly small amount, making her, Li Qinghe, feel humiliated as well?
To hit someone, hit their face - since Xu Fan dared to disrespect him, he had to slap his damn face hard!
"Writing 'Lei Feng'? Xu, do you even deserve to be called Lei Feng?"
After a brief glance at the large characters "Lei Feng" written by Xu Fan on the donation board, Ye Cheng snorted coldly and started giving commands.
"Li Qinghe! Now, read it out loud! This guy, how much did he donate to those displaced orphans!"
With a loud reprimand, Ye Cheng's inner Qi burst out, leaving no room for anyone to refuse!
He was not worried that Li Qinghe would defy him. If she, Li Qinghe, refused to read, he would take matters into his own hands!
"Xu Fan..."
Contrary to Ye Cheng's expectation, Li Qinghe did not resist.
