The following morning, at dawn.
At the site of the Jupiter Love Charity Foundation.
Today's press conference was held outdoors, and from a distance, one could see the arrangements on the lawn, along with the particularly eye-catching "Nurturing Seedlings" campaign slogans.
Numerous business elites arrived to support the charity foundation's newly launched "Nurturing Seedlings" initiative.
At that moment, a black Bentley slowly drove in, and Lu Xining, who was seated in the back, looked up to see Mu Suyu on the lawn nearby, engaging in lively conversation with the guests, her apricot eyes tinged with a cold moisture.
Seated beside her, Fu Junhang also saw the scene outside; his gaze was icy, as if void of any human emotion.
"Mrs. Li, long time no see. You're looking even better than before."
"Mr. Chen, we meet again. Do visit my home for tea when you're free."
"Miss Wang is still as stunning as ever. I'm very grateful that you could come today."