The guests in the audience were all waiting for Shen Jun to donate.
But Shen Jun stood where he was, motionless, only his legs were shaking constantly.
"What's going on, why didn't Shen Jun move?" a reporter asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Jun standing on the stage, his legs suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterwards, in front of so many people and cameras, he sat down on the ground.
"What's up with him?!"
"I'm so scared, shouldn't it be a guilty conscience?"
"Why are you guilty? Lord Lu didn't say anything, and he didn't show any evidence. He's afraid of shit! I don't know why, Shen Jun is just a coward."
The guests in the audience had a heated discussion, but Shen Jun on the stage was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up.
He didn't feel scared even though he was far away. When he got closer, he saw the "fierce" eyes of those stray dogs, and his legs lost consciousness.
Shen Jun sat on the ground, his hands and feet were trembling, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
He can't wait to beat himself to death now, who made him want to take that auction!
"Mr. Shen seems to be feeling a little uncomfortable. Let's invite Ms. Tang to come first." The auctioneer is not a tough person either. Seeing that Shen Jun was not feeling well, he asked Miss Manners to invite 'Tang Xinluo'.
"Please, Ms. Tang, on behalf of tonight's charity guests and Royal Auction House, send our love and blessings to the representatives of the Homeless Relief Center."
After the host finished speaking, all the guests were waiting for 'Tang Xinluo' to come forward.
Unexpectedly, the state of 'Tang Xinluo' was even more outrageous than that of Shen Jun.
After all, Shen Jun took a few steps forward before sitting on the ground.
And that 'Tang Xinluo' not only didn't take a single step, but when the Miss Manners went to invite her, he sat down on the ground and refused to get up.
The lively music on the field has long been heard.
All the guests heard the hysterical cry of 'Tang Xinluo'.
"No, I'm not going... I'm not going... Don't make me go, don't make me go..."
Wan Weiwei's eyes have become confused and unable to focus.
Those crazy and painful past events rushed into my mind like a tide.
The four homeless people not far away looked at her in the same dirty, disgusting, and malicious way as the beggars who had rounded her up in the past.
The feeling of being crushed by those dirty, lowly, and unkempt people is the brand Wan Weiwei wants to forget most in her life, but she will never forget it.
"Miss Tang, as long as you give them these donation certificates, it's a trivial matter." The auctioneer seemed to not see Wan Weiwei's panic, and said to her kindly.
"Lot No. 13 was taken by Miss Xin Luo, so you must go up..."
Before the words fell, the audience heard Wan Weiwei yelling in denial.
"No, I'm not going! I'm not Tang Xinluo, I'm not... you let me go, I want to get out of here, let me go!"
Wan Weiwei crawled back in horror, she had already forgotten the purpose of coming here.
She didn't even realize that she had just admitted that she was not Tang Xinluo.
The auctioneer pretended not to understand, and grabbed Wan Weiwei's wrist to prevent her from leaving, "Don't be joking, Miss Tang, you are not Miss Tang. Don't worry, it's just a trivial matter, just give them the certificate. If Miss Tang Don’t worry if you can’t stand still, our hostesses will support you.”
The two hostesses immediately went up, one left and one right 'helped' Wan Weiwei up.
Regardless of the slender figure of Miss Manners, the strength of the two of them is not something Wan Weiwei can get rid of.
The two set up Wan Weiwei and went straight to the four homeless men.
[The author has something to say] I have been waiting for a long time, I will continue to write the next update first