Yan Luoxi glanced at him but didn't plan to respond, to avoid accidentally triggering any of his switches and have him continue endlessly. She changed the topic, "Qianqian told me something a few days ago. She said she saw someone auctioning bags abroad. I recently cleared out the bags in my wardrobe; they are still new, some have never even been used, just gathering dust there. I want to organize an auction, sell the bags, and donate all proceeds—part to impoverished mountain areas, part to a charity association. What do you think of this idea?"
Li Yeqi hugged her, "Hmm, the bags were bought for you, you handle them as you like."
"Aren't those the gifts you gave me? I still need to consult your opinion. When the time comes, let's donate in the name of Xiaoling and Xiangxiang to accrue blessings for them." Yan Luoxi was calculating as she spoke.
