Ever since learning that the country had a Supernatural Management Bureau, and having registered there,
Yue Qingqing no longer needed to worry about being discovered and taken away for dissection. She straightforwardly asked, "Have you been suffering from unbearable headaches recently, and finding it difficult to sleep at night?"
Qian Zhengxin’s face showed shock at being read so accurately.
Indeed, he had been feeling unwell these days, frequently experiencing unexplained dizziness and migraines.
Although he had visited the hospital many times, the doctors were unable to diagnose the cause.
During the night, Qian Zhengxin found it impossible to fall asleep, always feeling as if a shadow stood beside his bed, chilling him to the bone with ice-cold hands and feet.
Qian Zhengxin could no longer regard Yue Qingqing as an ordinary girl.
He glanced at the principal not far away, "Wait for me for a moment, we’ll talk somewhere else."
Yue Qingqing nodded, and Qian Zhengxin walked up to the principal.
The anxious principal hurried out, "Mr. Qian, the girl over there is an outstanding student of our school. She doesn’t know your identity, and if she has said something offensive..."
"She’s quite good, and she also offered me some suggestions. My probing behavior today was indeed not quite appropriate."
Qian Zhengxin was not the kind of person to refuse to admit his faults due to his status, frankly acknowledging his mistake.
The principal was surprised, then heard Qian Zhengxin continue, "About the school investment, I’ll have my secretary contact you again."
Was that an agreement?
The principal struggled to pull his grin that had reached from ear to ear back into a more normal expression.
"Thank you for your generosity. I assure you that every penny will only be spent on education."
Qian Zhengxin glanced at him, "Don’t worry, I will have someone monitor and audit the accounts at all times, and if there are any issues, my lawyer will contact you."
The principal was not intimidated by this strictly business attitude, nodding repeatedly.
"Of course, this part will certainly be made public. We welcome your oversight, and that of all sectors of society."
Qian Zhengxin nodded in satisfaction, "That student gave me some advice, and I would like to talk with her."
Yue Qingqing was very beautiful, had someone else said that, the principal might have been worried inside.
But he trusted Mr. Qian’s character, "No problem, I’ll arrange a meeting room right away."
"No need, let’s go to the cafeteria. Do you have a private room there?"
Qian Zhengxin had overheard a certain rumble from the girl’s stomach while speaking earlier.
The principal immediately said, "The cafeteria has private rooms on the second floor. I’ll take you there."
Once everything was settled, Yue Qingqing looked at the full table of dishes, not expecting that the few chefs in the school cafeteria actually possessed such skill.
It was totally different from what they usually served on the first floor.
No wonder the second floor was known as the educators’ dining area, while the first floor was reserved for students only.
Of course, the prices were also vastly different.
After watching Yue Qingqing eat for a while, Qian Zhengxin slowly began, "About what you mentioned earlier, how did you find out?"
Yue Qingqing replied frankly, "I have my ways, but I don’t help just anyone. If someone close to you encounters a similar issue in the future, try not to come to me."
She would not have offered help if she had not noticed that Mr. Qian’s aura clearly showed he had performed many good deeds.
After all, it was someone else’s karma.
Mr. Qian immediately nodded and said, "Don’t worry, I understand."
At this moment, he no longer treated Yue Qingqing with the casualness he had before, clearly recognizing the girl as a person of great ability.
Yue Qingqing wiped her mouth with a napkin, and Spiritual Energy silently emerged from her body, enveloping Qian Zhengxin.
Eventually, it settled on a specific point on his body.
"Please extend your right hand," she requested.
Qian Zhengxin did as he was told, resting his hand on the table, and as he did so, a string of beads on his wrist slid down.