Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"Cheng Xihe, you really have a way with things!" Nanxi sat down next to Cheng Xihe and laughed heartily.

Mu Xiaoting and Huo Ying both gave a thumbs up.

Cheng Xihe sat in front of the computer and flexed her fingers: "It was alright. Today wasn't too strenuous, just a bit tiring."

"However, this also has its advantages. I discovered some of my flaws and was able to correct them in time."

Nan Xi hooked her arm around Cheng Xihe's shoulder: "Did you get that 18,000 yuan?"

"No," Cheng Xihe shook his head.

Mu Xiaoting leaned closer, puzzled. "But I clearly saw on the forum that the other party had already transferred the money to you, so why isn't it there?"

"I don't need that little bit of money."

With an innocent shrug, Cheng Xihe said, "I kept someone else's bank account number."

"Someone else's?"

Nanxi's eyes widened: "Whose account did you keep? You're so generous! And how did you remember their bank account number?"

"It's the number of a welfare home. I know that person. He used to be my grandmother's student. Now he's the director of the welfare home."

Life was tough, so I donated the money there.

Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and smiled: "I've been sending her money all these years, but she doesn't accept too much at once."

There were originally only a few children at the orphanage, but their current situation is unknown.

Previously, Boze's group had intended to sponsor the project, but that person refused.

An overly luxurious lifestyle is inappropriate; financial aid for education is sufficient.

"I see. What's your account number? I'll donate some too?" Nanxi said, taking out her phone.

Mu Xiaoting nodded in agreement, looking at Cheng Xihe expectantly, "Yes, yes, I'll donate some too."

With a light laugh, Cheng Xihe looked at the two of them and said, "No need, we don't need any new donations for the time being."

"Alright then, I'll do whatever you say." Mu Xiaoting looked at Cheng Xihe obediently, her eyes full of admiration.

Cheng Xihe glanced at the time: "Is today the welcome party? When does it start?"

"Let's start at six o'clock. There are several programs, and it ends at nine. After that, our class's arrangement is to go back to the classroom to pick up our military training uniforms." Mu Xiaoting looked at her schedule and then looked at them.

Huo Ying said softly, "My arrangements are the same as Miss's; I will act alongside her."

"I'm going back to the classroom too, everyone should be the same, right?" Nan Xi said, and then the others looked at Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe paused for a moment, then opened the class group chat: "I haven't been paying attention to my class group chat, so I don't know what the arrangements are."

After glancing around, Cheng Xihe stood up and said, "I'm going to the classroom to pick up my military training uniform at 5:30. I'll be there soon, so I'll go first."

"Eh!"

Before Nanxi could finish speaking, Cheng Xihe hurriedly left.

Mu Xiaoting shrugged: "Never mind, let's wait for my sister-in-law here."

"That's all we can do," Nanxi said with a helpless pout.

That guy is fast!

After going downstairs, Cheng Xihe took a bus to the teaching building.

This teaching building has five floors, with four large classrooms on each floor.

Cheng Xihe quickly entered the classroom as indicated in the group chat.

The classroom was already quite full.

They were mostly gathered at the very front of the lecture hall.

Cheng Xihe stood at the very back, where the highest point was.

She glanced down and saw everyone gathered around one person registering to receive their items.

Cheng Xihe slowly walked over.

There was a line of people ahead of him. Cheng Xihe glanced at the line and saw that it was mostly filled with boys, with very few girls.

She remained still and silently walked to the front.

I overheard the person registering asking, "Name, size."

"Silver Seasen, 3XL".

The person who answered was very tall, about 1.88 meters, and was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, revealing a lot of muscle.

His muscles are huge; one punch from him could kill someone.

He was even wearing sunglasses; he looked just like Jason Statham.

The person registering him strained to look up at him, found Yin Haisen's location, and wrote down the size: "Go to the 3XL section to pick up two sets of military training uniforms. They'll be dry after washing today."

Cheng Xihe glanced at it; the material of the military training uniform was very thin, and it seemed to be slightly translucent.

Yin Haisen nodded: "Mm."

He looked up and saw Cheng Xihe standing not far away, looking at him coldly.

Noticing Yin Haisen's gaze, Cheng Xihe calmly looked at him.

The moment their eyes met, Yin Haisen felt a chill run down his spine.

The person in front of him gave him only one feeling.

Danger! Run!

Cheng Xihe calmly withdrew his gaze.

Yin Haisen, carrying his military training uniform, quickly left.

At this moment, the person in front stood up and said, "Everyone, line up and take turns."

We're short-staffed today, so please everyone queue properly and don't cut in line.

Cheng Xihe silently walked to the end of the line, sat down at the table, and looked at the others.

Those people, I don't know when they became acquainted, were actually chatting with each other.

I did a quick count, and there were only eight girls in the class; the rest were all boys.

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow, just in time to hear the two boys in front of her whispering, and even many people frequently turning around to stare at her face.

"That must be the second most beautiful girl on the school beauty list, right? She's from our class! She's so pretty!"

"Those who make it onto the school beauty list are truly remarkable; their aura is on a completely different level from ours."

"I heard that the person who slandered her knelt down and apologized."

"Do you dare to say hello? You seem unapproachable."

"Beautiful women are all aloof; just look at them and that's enough."

That makes sense.

Cheng Xihe picked at his ear and calmly said, "You can keep your voices down when you're discussing this, I can hear everything."

"Huh? Hahaha!"

The two of them smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything more.

They dared not look back or whisper to each other any longer.

The people at the front turned around and glanced in this direction, then all fell silent.

Cheng Xihe's hearing is quite good; he can hear clearly even at this distance.

She lowered her head and took out her phone to play with it.

Just then, a large shadow descended, blocking the sunlight from the window.

Cheng Xihe looked up and saw a wall of muscles.

The newcomer exuded a strong sense of pressure, yet his voice carried a hint of shyness: "Hello, my name is Yin Haisen. Are you...?"