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Every New Year, Lingchen would go back to the orphanage to take a look.    

He grew up there.    

To him, it was still a home.    

I heard Lingchen is an orphan.    

Lingyin and Lin Lengshuang both fell silent.    

But after a moment, they said in unison, "I'll go with you."    

The two girls suddenly looked at each other, their eyes flashing.    

"What are you going to do?"    

When they spoke, they spoke in unison again.    

"I'm his disciple. Wherever my master goes, of course I'm going." Lingyin had brought out the identity of a disciple.    

This way, he could properly follow Lingchen.    

Lin Lengshuang stared at Lingyin and said, "I'm Lingchen's boss. Please be considerate and follow me to check up on the situation."    

She revealed her identity as the boss.    

She seemed to be telling Lingyin that her status was even higher.    

Your master's boss.    

Your master has to listen to me!    

Lingyin gritted his teeth.    

"Alright, let's go together." Lingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The two of them were really cute.    

Hearing Lingchen's words, the two of them quieted down.    

However, he started to think about what he should wear in the future.    

The next day.    

Lingchen went out to the supermarket and bought a lot of mooncakes.    

"The children of the orphanage rarely have snacks."    

The orphanage raised him, and when he grew up, he helped the orphanage.    

This was karma.    

… ….    

Sunshine Welfare Institute.    

The orphanage was built on the corner. It was a remote place that very few people had ever passed.    

And this orphanage has been around for more than thirty years.    

Where is the money?    

The houses were old and the iron gates were rotten.    

However, in these few decades, this orphanage had nurtured quite a number of people.    

All walks of life are involved.    

There were quite a few children playing around in there now.    

"Brush ~ ~ ~"    

At this moment, a red Lamborghini stopped in front of this rotten iron gate.    

The door opened and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses stepped out.    

He wore a gold chain around his neck, a string of buddhist beads in his hand, and a large belly.    

His status was extraordinary.    

Swish!    

Another car stopped.    

It was a BMW, parked behind the Lamborghini, and four bodyguards in black got off.    

"Let's go up."    

The man waved his hand and took out a cigarette.    

A bodyguard dressed in black walked towards the metal door with a cold expression.    

This metal door was extremely rotten.    

It would only take a few kicks.    

But before they could do anything, an old man in a security uniform suddenly rushed out of a guard booth.    

"What are all of you doing!?"    

He waved the baton in his hand and yelled.    

"Step down."    

The man asked his bodyguard to step back. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked up to the man himself.    

"Why are you guys here again!"    

When the old man saw this middle-aged man, he said loudly, "No matter how many times you try, it will still be the same answer."    

"I'm not selling!"    

"No matter how much you pay, this land won't be sold."    

The man walked up to the iron gate.    

He looked at his uncle and said, "Uncle, have you really thought this through?"    

"Five hundred thousand won't do."    

"We'll pay five million."    

He loudly said, "Five million is enough for you to squander your entire life freely."    

The man said, "Besides, we've already gotten permission to conquer."    

"I'm telling you, you're taking over the people's land!"    

"F * ck off."    

The old man said loudly, "Not selling. This is not mine, but the children's."    

"This is their home. They can't sell it."