At the entrance of the orphanage
Fu Yiheng got out of the luxury car. His handsome face and gloomy temperament attracted the attention of many people who were standing at the entrance of the orphanage.
"Ah, he's so caring at such a young age. I'd love to marry him!"
A few girls were drinking milk tea at the shop on the opposite side of the road, they looked full of admiration.
"Me too. His car is worth tens of millions. He must be very wealthy. If I were to marry him, I'd become the young mistress of a wealthy family and immediately rise in status!"
Another girl who looked star-struck replied, "Forget it. You're not a beauty pageant champion. How would it be possible for a man from a wealthy family to fall for you?"
The girls muttered among themselves and sighed.
