"What era is it now? Who doesn't know what orphanages are like, they are places where one doesn't have to worry about food and drink..."
The voice was very harsh, and the atmosphere that Mei Hanqing had finally managed to evoke was immediately dispersed.
Upon hearing this jarring voice, Qiu Ruoxi and Ye Xunhuan immediately looked toward the source of the sound.
They saw a young man with an average appearance, but dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, standing in the middle of the banquet hall, his face wearing a mocking smile.
Instantly, the expressions on the faces of Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi turned cold.
Mei Hanqing's eyes had already flared with anger. She had guessed earlier that seeking donations was not going to be an easy task; convincing these wealthy people to part with their money was like cutting flesh from their bodies, and they were not likely to part with it willingly.
