Ye Sichen looked at Xia Nuan surprisingly.His hands tightened slightly, and his thin lips opened lightly, “Oh? Tell me.”Xia Nuan thought about it for a long time, trying to figure out how to say it in a better way, “Mr. Ye, do you have any needless T-shirts or coats? You can sign on it, and then I will receive money from the auction and donate it to the disabled later. At that time, I will tell them that you raise all the money. They will definitely bear your kindness in mind.”“It sounds a little troublesome, and I don’t want my fans to buy personal items that I don’t need in a high price besides my album.” It’s better to donate money directly.Of course, there was no denying that she had good intentions.“Mr. Ye, how perfect you are! You are worshipped by countless fans. They suffer from thinking about you every day. Don’t they need anything to comfort themselves? And your signature and personal items can alleviate
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