Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

After several days of investigation, the lucky child was found.

They both come from the mountainous area of ​​Lingnan and share the same name, Yu Wan.

However, she is already a freshman in college, and the semester has only been going on for a month.

If she is indeed the chosen one, then this matter becomes interesting.

Wasn't it said that he would be hit by a car and killed on his way to school?

Before I could even go to rescue her, she arrived at school safely. The script the system is giving us is getting more and more unreliable.

"System, do you want to leave this world?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The system had been wanting to say it, but the host was in a bad mood last time, and it forgot about it. It didn't dare to bring it up again after that, and it's been putting it off until now.

Upon hearing the host's question, the little system immediately popped up.

This little system is useless at everything except for one thing—it's quite accurate at identifying luck factors.

"I'm planning to get a Ragdoll kitten in a few days. What color do you like?"

"I love the feeling of flying. Can I raise an eagle?" the system's voice asked cheerfully.

"White is the best! Blue eyes and white fur, so cute."

The little system opened its eyes wide in disbelief. "Didn't you ask me? I've already given you the answer, yet you completely ignored my existence."

The little system's eyes were brimming with tears, threatening to fall but unable to, making it all the more endearing.

"What? Don't you want to become a kitten?"

The little system's eyes lit up, and tears welled up in its eyes, but it didn't care at all. It just stared straight at Qin Baobao, thinking that its host would change her mind.

"Never mind then, I'll come out in the next world!"

"Clap."

A tear fell to the floor and then disappeared.

Qin Baobao was very curious and reached out to catch a drop. The water droplet slowly turned into tiny particles of energy in her palm and evaporated into the air.

"Host, I'm never talking to you again."

I never expected that after I was already so heartbroken, the host would not only fail to comfort me, but also do something so outrageous.

The small system instantly turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Qin Baobao: Sorry, I couldn't help myself.

To apologize to the small system, Qin Baobao had someone buy a little white eagle that afternoon.

The little system was delighted to see this and immediately started chattering away to Qin Baobao.

Qin Baobao thinks the little system is cuter when it's angry.

Agricultural University.

Beside Qin Baobao was her butler, Lin Fan, with a bird perched on his shoulder. No, it was a white eagle.

The two people and the bird strolled leisurely around the campus. It was during class time, and there were almost no people on campus.

This school was originally off-limits to outsiders.

As for how they got in?

The power of capital is beyond your imagination.

Qin Baobao called the principal and said she would donate a building to support the school's educational cause. When she arrived at the school gate, she was let in directly.

As Qin Baobao walked onto the playground, a middle-aged man approached her. He had a beer belly, a bald head, was in his fifties, and had an upright demeanor; he was the school's principal.

"You, you must be Mr. Hong?" The principal's eyes widened for a moment, then he immediately realized who it was and warmly stepped forward to shake hands and greet him.

The surveillance footage clearly showed that this person possessed extraordinary beauty, but the real person is even more remarkable.

Lin Fan, being very perceptive, immediately stepped in front of him, saying, "My husband doesn't like physical contact with others."

The principal awkwardly withdrew his hand, then put on a smile.

"Of course, of course. Mr. Hong is like a flower on a high mountain, so beautiful that one dares not pluck it. His character is like a lotus, his temperament is noble, he is beautiful inside and out, and elegant like an orchid. He is a role model for us all and deserves our respect."

Who told them to be the bigwigs of capitalism, giving him money, yet he still puts on a sour face?

Besides, this man is so handsome and extraordinary, arguably the most handsome man I've ever seen. We can't just scold the old man who came with money over such a minor flaw.

This is really unnecessary!

Lin Fan was dumbfounded. These people in education were truly different. They spoke with such eloquence, even their flattery was so unique.

I've learned something! I've learned something! I never thought someone could flatter me even better than my brother Lin Fan.

I humbly admit defeat!

The principal led the people into the office and brought out all his best teas.

Even the old principal felt that this kind of tea was not presentable enough.

The main reason is that the other person appears ethereal and otherworldly, completely out of place in this mortal world. Even the finest things pale in comparison to him.

The kettle of water hadn't even boiled, and the stool under his butt hadn't even warmed up. The big shot had already transferred the money, all very cleanly and efficiently.

The old principal picked it up and exclaimed, "Wow! One hundred million!"

Wow, that's a lot from the big shot!

Everyone who donates does so to gain a good reputation, but this person is unusually generous. Does he have some more outrageous request?

Looking at this face, one cannot associate it with anything unpleasant.

The old headmaster rubbed his hands together and vaguely looked at the gentleman's face.

It's so beautiful, I'm afraid I'll get distracted if I look too closely.

"Mr. Hong must have made a mistake. Building a house doesn't require this much."

“Principal, please keep it. I think the school's facilities need to be replaced. It's our duty to contribute to education. Besides, I have a small request.”

coming!

finally come!

The principal spoke cautiously, afraid of hearing some outrageous request. His main concern was the small amount of money already in his pocket; losing such a scumbag wouldn't be worth it.

"I wonder what Mr. Hong's request is? I will try my best to fulfill Mr. Hong's request as long as it is within my power."

Try your best!

I understand! Yes! As far as I can!

Don't say anything too outrageous, or I'll turn on you right here and now, and don't blame me.

Faced with such a face, the former principal said he still felt a lot of pressure to throw a tantrum and curse.

After he finished speaking, the old principal perked up his two little ears.

Isn't she a germaphobe?

Don't you dislike physical contact?

I'll disgust you to death!

“I have a friend who studies here. His name is Yu Wan, and he is in Class 1 of the third year of high school. I'm sure the principal has heard of him; he was this year's top scorer in the college entrance examination.”

"So you're Mr. Hong's friend. No wonder you're so outstanding. Birds of a feather flock together. Someone as excellent as Mr. Hong must have a friend who is also of high moral character and exceptionally intelligent. Our school will definitely focus on cultivating such a talent."

Such good students are the kind of students that schools should focus on nurturing.

There’s nothing wrong with that!

However, that student seems to come from a remote mountainous area. How could he know such a respectable person?

The old principal had a question mark in his mind, and his heart was in his throat.

"Principal, could you please call her over here?"

"It's not a big deal, but the child is in class right now, so it's inconvenient." The old principal's brows furrowed; he hoped it wasn't what he thought. This was a promising talent; he couldn't let a scoundrel ruin him.

Seeing the old principal's furrowed brow, Qin Baobao knew how worried he was. "Don't worry, Principal, it's just a matter of a few words. It won't take up much of her time."

Hearing that it wouldn't take long, the old principal readily agreed. He figured he could just stand at the door; the old man couldn't pull any tricks.

If he makes any improper moves, I'll run up and give him a spinning kick. Back in the day, I, the old headmaster, actually practiced that.

Alas! I'm getting old, so old! A hero doesn't dwell on past glories!