Indeed, she was a very beautiful girl. Opportunities for taking photos were scarce in the orphanage, but on some more formal occasions, there would still be a snapshot for keepsake.
According to the records in these documents, the girl was sent to the orphanage at the age of six, so the first photo was taken when she was six. It had very simple colors, but that did not affect the visibility of her features.
After that came photos of her going to school, graduating, entering middle school, and four photos of her being adopted. The last one overlapped completely with the memory of the timid little girl he had first encountered in the manor.
She was a very beautiful girl, both in features and in demeanor, she stood out remarkably.
He looked up at the woman standing in front of him and, after a long stare into those eyes that closely resembled those in the photos, he asked her, "The charity has sent some projects for the company to support recently, including a nursing home, a school, and a welfare institution. Which do you think is best?"
Ye Ning was a bit slow to react, "Is the company going to engage in charity work?"
Ou Mucen nodded, "Mhm, I haven’t looked into it much. The information I’ve got is what they’ve told me. You’ve always lived in those circles before, haven’t you? You should know more than I do."
His point made sense; when it came to familiarity with those social circles, she indeed knew more than he did.
Ye Ning didn’t know what he was looking at, but as soon as he asked the question, without even thinking, she gave her answer, "Then let it be the welfare institution. I think those orphans may need it more."
"Yes, the nursing home is generally a place where people are sent by their children. They have a solid economic foundation, so there’s no need to worry. As for the schools, over the years, our city’s educational institutions have matured considerably and can be put off for support for now. But the welfare institutions, those are filled with orphans or abandoned children; they need much more help."
Ye Ning spoke the truth. This world desperately needed help with the orphanage because the conditions there were too poor. There were many children, but food and clothing were sorely lacking.
In the past, she would often wake up in the middle of the night due to hunger or cold.
Ou Mucen didn’t respond, his gaze just fell back onto the documents on the screen...
These documents, they were about the very orphanage she mentioned!
He looked at the photo again, including those eyes.
The photo really didn’t seem like it was of the same person standing before him. One could almost say that apart from the eyes, everything else was completely different, and even the expression in the eyes had significantly changed.
The naive girl in the photo had an innocent, bewildered, and pure look in her eyes.
But the eyes of the woman standing before him now were no longer as clear. They were more like a pearl covered in dust, filled with world-weariness, numbness, and an indifference as stagnant as dead water.
Could this really be the same person?
If it truly was, then this wasn’t a simple matter!
Ou Mucen fiddled with a pen in his hand, absent-mindedly tapping it on the desk...
Ye Ning didn’t know what he was thinking. Seeing that he didn’t respond, and remembering she still hadn’t picked up her child, she went to gather her things, "Third Young Master, if there’s nothing else, I’ll finish for the day. I need to go pick up the child."
"Mhm, come in early tomorrow. The factory is starting mass production tomorrow..."
Ou Mucen said casually without looking up.