After lunch, Yang Zhen and his son said their goodbyes and left.
Luo Yan took the initiative to clear away the bowls and chopsticks, and this time Fang Yao did not stop him.
While Luo Yan was busy washing the dishes, Fang Yao repaired a birdcage in the living room, speaking as he worked.
"Xiao Yan, since you're already here..."
"Could you help me with one more thing?"
Luo Yan turned on the faucet and rinsed the water into the sink. He called out, "Go ahead."
Fang Yao pushed up the glasses on his nose and lightly tapped the birdcage with a small hammer. "I have a friend. He passed away early."
"He left behind a child, who was placed in the care of his younger sister."
"He left all his property to his younger sister."
"But recently, his younger sister's family sent the child to an orphanage."
"Go to the orphanage and bring the child here. I'll raise him from now on."
"Then go to the child's aunt's house and teach that family a lesson for me."
"They swallowed up my friend's property, then turned around and abandoned the child at an orphanage."
Fang Yao raised his head, killing intent surging in his eyes. "There's no justice in the world if things like this are allowed!"
Luo Yan sensed Fang Yao's killing intent.
He nodded. "I'll take care of it right away."
After obtaining the child's photograph and learning his name from Fang Yao,
Luo Yan arrived at the Children's Home, the only orphanage in Guangling City.
After Luo Yan produced the adoption application Fang Yao had written, the staff learned that the person adopting the orphan was the information minister. They enthusiastically led Luo Yan to the small playground.
A dozen or so children of various ages were