"Lin Beichen, Brother Lin, what made you think of coming to me?"

If he were a normal person, he might have replied with something like "I miss you," but Lin Beichen was feeling quite gloomy, so he responded seriously: "To borrow money."

This sentence left Huo Ziyan at a loss for words. She said somewhat displeased, "I can lend you money, but you have to tell me why, right?"

However, Lin Beichen didn’t want to tell her the story, only stared straight at her. The two stood in a standoff for a while, until Huo Ziyan finally gave in. She said unhappily, "Is this how you ask for help? Fine, this lady will be generous! How much do you need?"

Lin Beichen quickly went over the bills in his mind and arrived at a number: "Three million!"

"How much?!" Huo Ziyan froze mid-motion as she was reaching into her bag for money, looking up at Lin Beichen in disbelief.

"Three million." Lin Beichen repeated, though this time without his usual confidence. After all, he knew they weren’t actually close, and borrowing this much money was indeed excessive.

Huo Ziyan stood up, surveying Lin Beichen: his slightly messy hair, tired eyes, and the hint of helplessness in his expression.

She knew Lin Beichen must have encountered something, but she didn’t know what. So she walked quickly to Lin Beichen’s side and asked softly, "Did you gamble?"

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes, wondering how her mind worked to jump to gambling. But considering it was such a large sum of money, it was indeed suspicious not to tell her the actual use, so he had to say helplessly: "It’s life-saving money."

Actually, he didn’t want to say anything, because involving Huo Ziyan in the extraordinary confrontations wouldn’t be good. She was, after all, just an ordinary person; even little Cuaihua could easily harm her.

"Life-saving money?" Huo Ziyan thought for a while; her mind couldn’t quite comprehend what life-saving money would require three million. However, she still chose to trust Lin Beichen.

"I can lend you money, but all I have is just one million here." Huo Ziyan said.

Lin Beichen was silent for a moment, calculating in his mind: one million plus his savings were barely enough to cover the cost of a heart bypass surgery for one child. But what about the other children?

Seeing Lin Beichen remain silent for a long time, Huo Ziyan’s curiosity was growing unbearable as if scratched by a cat, and she decided to ask, "Beichen, what trouble have you gotten into? Tell me, maybe I can help. You know my family is the Huo Group, and some resources can be mobilized."

Lin Beichen looked around as if thinking about who else could help, finally gritting his teeth and telling Huo Ziyan the whole story straightforwardly. At the same time, he promised himself he would protect Huo Ziyan from any harm.

Listening to the plight of little Cuaihua and the two children, Huo Ziyan’s eyes turned red and tears welled up. She looked at Lin Beichen and said emotionally, "Lin Beichen, I wasn’t mistaken about you; you actually came to me for the sake of these kids you don’t even know!"

Lin Beichen lightly shook his head, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Don’t say that; I just did what I should have done."

At this moment, Huo Ziyan seemed to see an extraordinary aura radiating from Lin Beichen, as if transforming from an ordinary person to an Immortal. He was indeed willing to give up all his wealth just to save a few kids with no blood relation to him. Huo Ziyan felt ashamed; she had never met someone who could align words with actions enough to truly be selfless.

Growing up in a business family, witnessing too many cold and selfish interactions, she admired Lin Beichen’s noble character even more. What touched Huo Ziyan the most was that Lin Beichen had donated all his wealth and yet humbled himself to ask her for help. She knew Lin Beichen was someone with a strong sense of pride, usually treating money as trash, never caring for the favors of the high and mighty, or the heirs of wealthy families. Yet now, he was asking her for the sake of unrelated kids.

"Lin Beichen, I have 1.2 million here, and some spare cash; I’ll give it all to you!" Huo Ziyan made the most significant and meaningful decision of her life.

Lin Beichen was shocked on hearing this, quickly saying, "That’s your living expense for later!"

Huo Ziyan waved her hand indifferently: "Don’t worry about that; I still have 1.8 million; I’ll think of more ways to help."

Lin Beichen was overwhelmed with gratitude, deeply bowing to Huo Ziyan. She tried to stop him, but he insisted, saying, "This bow is for those kids."

Huo Ziyan, after hearing this, graciously accepted Lin Beichen’s gratitude. Then, the two began discussing how to raise the funds for the surgery.

Huo Ziyan had a wide network and many connections, but she also mentioned that although money can be borrowed, it must eventually be repaid. If they wanted others to donate, it might be difficult. Lin Beichen thought that they should gather money however they could, borrow where possible, and get the surgery done first.

But Huo Ziyan said she would keep thinking about finding more people to help. After all, while 1.8 million wasn’t much to her, it was a significant sum for Lin Beichen. But whom should they look to for money? Faces of people Huo Ziyan knew kept flashing in her mind.