The villagers had a certain image in their minds that wealthy people like them always looked down upon poor people. But last night, they never felt for a single moment that they were some rich heirs. That just said how down to earth they were despite being so wealthy.
Caihong smiled. "Yes. So you don't have to worry. We wholeheartedly want you to live a good life."
The villagers could only dazedly nod their heads.
Just like that, after sorting out some stuff, promising them a better future and thanking them again for all their help, Zhiyuan-Xinyi and Xiaosi-Caihong left with Liang and the rescue team back towards the camp where their children fearfully awaited the confrontation.
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Yunru raised his voice. "What!?"
"Ssshhh!" Zizi urgently whispered. "Uncle will hear you."
Yunru quietened down. He grimly asked, "Wait. So let me make this very clear. Nothing happened between us right?"
