This is a neighborhood, and at the entrance, there were already two people waiting.
Upon seeing one of them, the slightly timid Xiaoxiao suddenly brightened up and ran over joyfully, calling out, "Boss."
Xiaoxiao looked around seven years old, with two little braids and yellowish hair, a tiny little thing.
Xiaoxiao felt nervous but seemed more at ease when she approached Qin Yun.
Not far away, Xiaoting's eyes also lit up, revealing a hint of happiness.
"Let's go."
Qin Yun held Xiaoxiao, smiling as he spoke.
He took the sisters to a certain place.
"Are there new kids here too?"
There were already eight children here, the oldest around ten years old, looking curiously at the arriving sisters Xiaoting and Xiaoxiao.
Qin Yun now sponsored hundreds of people and established several orphanages, which in many ways differed from typical orphanages.
