Reborn As Super Heiress

Capítulo 1820: Chapter 1723: Going Home

Su Qingqing proudly said, “You forgot, these years I’ve followed you in gambling stones, and I’ve gambled on several pieces that have gone up. My brother bought those materials and gave me all the money. Later, you went to Las Vegas to participate in WGC, betting outside the arena. You invested money, so I couldn’t lose out. I put all my savings on you, and unexpectedly, you really won. That time I made a pot full of money. How about it? Am I good at finance?”

Upon hearing this, Huo Sining was dumbfounded, her mouth involuntarily twitched. She didn’t know that Su Qingqing had been secretly doing so much behind the scenes.

Even Su Jinyuan was very surprised. His company worked tirelessly for a year, earning less than half of what Su Qingqing had in her account. He didn’t expect that his sister had saved so much in just two short years, almost half of his own wealth.

“Are you really going to donate it all?” Huo Sining naturally knew that Su Qingqing had saved this money with difficulty. Perhaps it meant little to her, but to Su Qingqing, it was certainly a considerable amount.

Su Qingqing laughed, “Anyway, it’s all free money; donating it doesn’t matter. At worst, I’ll just follow you again later. You eat meat, and I drink soup; that’s not bad.”

Huo Sining smirked and said, “You’ve got some good calculations.”

In Su Qingqing’s eyes flashed an innocently mischievous grin, a look of shameless pride.

She didn’t at all think there was anything wrong with this idea. In fact, Su Qingqing knew she couldn’t compare to Huo Sining in terms of money-making ability. She had no grand ambitions in this life; her capability was average. As long as she followed Huo Sining, she was content to be a rice worm. Why not?

Returning to her own house, Heitan rushed towards Huo Sining like a firecracker. Huo Sining hadn’t seen this guy for a while and felt a bit nostalgic. She quickly squatted down to hug the large figure, instinctively using spiritual energy to check this guy’s physical condition.

Over there, Qibao and Zhong Xiaoyao, upon hearing the sound, came out as well. Seeing Huo Sining give Heitan such good treatment, Qibao was instantly envious, couldn’t help but remarked sourly:

“The moment sister comes back, she only remembers to hug Heitan, forgetting about Qibao. I better go find my big brother anyway. Sister has Heitan, it’s enough.”

Looking at the proud Qibao, Huo Sining couldn’t help but laugh inwardly and hurriedly went up to give the little guy a hug, rubbing the little fellow’s head, calming the bristly-haired little guy.

Qibao felt shy and angry, pretending to be displeased while struggling a bit in Huo Sining’s embrace, and awkwardly said, “Annoying, sister, you didn’t wash your hands after touching Heitan, now they smell like Heitan, so stinky.”

Despite the words, the little guy didn’t bear to leave Huo Sining’s arms, instead squinting his eyes, looking content as he snuggled up.

Until Gu Xu, who was standing nearby, grew increasingly black-faced. As he stared at Qibao, his expression was becoming unfriendly, causing Qibao to tremble slightly before hastily retreating from Huo Sining’s arms.

Once Qibao left Huo Sining’s embrace, Gu Xu’s face noticeably improved. Seeing this, Qibao felt miffed, cheekily made a grimace at Gu Xu when Huo Sining wasn’t paying attention, and lightly scoffed: “Petty!”

Of course, Gu Xu didn’t care at all about this little brat’s provocation. His own wife, he hadn’t hugged enough yet, how could he let another man touch her, even if the man was a little brat without a full coat? That won’t do!

Huo Sining didn’t know that the two men, one big and one small, were bickering over her behind her back. After returning home, she hurriedly phoned the elderly gentlemen in the Imperial Capital to report her safety before sitting down in the living room, turning on the TV.

For such a long time being in the disaster area, Huo Sining had been busy rescuing people, not paying attention to earthquake-related news. On one hand, she had no time; on the other hand, she was afraid of seeing those numbers.

Only after experiencing it personally does one understand the number behind each major disaster reported in the news hides the lament and sorrow of families. To an observer, these might just be numbers, but to Huo Sining, they are innocent lives lost.

In just ten days, Huo Sining used the Heavenly Eye to see the remains buried beneath the ruins, witnessing various tragic deaths. On the first day, she endured immense internal pressure, eating nothing and relying solely on spiritual energy to support herself. Later, as she saw more, she became increasingly numb.

However, she internally resisted those numbers, fearing to watch the news or hear the television reporting death tolls because they made her uncontrollably recall those scenes in the ruins.

Now, back home, Huo Sining dared to muster the courage to switch on the TV.

Despite being mentally prepared, the data reported by the TV host still caused Huo Sining to breathe rapidly.

In Gu Xu’s eyes, a deep sadness flashed. Despite their utmost efforts in rescue, the final outcome was still just a drop in the bucket. Facing natural disasters, humans are always so tiny, unable to predict what will happen next.

The focus of most TV stations had shifted from death numbers to the heroic deeds of the rescue teams and donations from companies and celebrities.

For instance, Yulong Real Estate donated fifty million, Su Group’s Donghua donated thirty million, etc. Watching these reports, Huo Sining’s mood gradually eased.

Not long after Huo Sining and the others returned to the Magic Capital, various entertainers began to take the stage, donating and performing charity shows to raise funds for the earthquake victims. Veteran actors and top stars from the entertainment circle emerged one by one, generously donating one million, two million, while those less famous or with fewer assets donated ten to twenty thousand, gradually accumulating into a significant figure.

This money eventually turned into accolades for the stars’ kindness, rapidly spreading and topping searches on major TV stations and networks.

At this time, Zheng Lixiang also had to come forward and announced that thirty percent of the box office profits from the release of “The Legend of the Mermaid” would be donated to the disaster area.

In such times, it seemed everyone proclaims themselves as a philanthropist. If you didn’t donate, it was akin to being cold-blooded; the reporters were all-pervasive, morally coercing every celebrity across the nation. Even Huo Sining couldn’t escape receiving calls from reporters.