Dressed in black mourning attire, holding a white chrysanthemum, Yan Wuxu's face was filled with sorrow as she spoke at length. Having Yan Wuxu perform this showy donation was the most fitting choice. Neither Su Qingzhang nor Su Ziceng could have interpreted this scene as perfectly as Yan Wuxu did.
When she took out the check for fifty thousand yuan, Su Ziceng could no longer associate her with the Yan Wuxu who was humiliated years ago with a check of the same amount by Fei Qing. Only four years had passed, and that student with the look of despair had transformed into a creator of despair for others.
The family of Secretary Wang wanted to refuse; when Secretary Wang left the Su Family, Su Qingzhang had given him a generous retirement sum, and they couldn't accept any additional gifts from the Su Family. If Secretary Wang were still alive, given his straightforward nature, he too would have declined.
