She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Luo Yusheng understood immediately. She slammed the book shut, the sound of which made the other person tremble slightly.

"Sheng Sheng, don't be angry, I didn't mean anything by it..."

"Stop pretending in front of me, I'm not interested in your affairs."

After saying that, she left the pavilion and walked towards the teaching building.

Song Qianqian stood there, her eyes gradually filled with hatred as she looked at her back.

Just you wait! One day, I'll crush you under my feet!

After school, when most people had left, Ji Tingxiao finally appeared at the school gate.

As he passed through the alley, a pair of hands suddenly reached out and pulled him inside.

When he got a good look at the other person, he realized it was Manager Liu.

He suddenly realized that fifteen days had passed, and he had been released on bail.

"You made me lose my job, you have to pay me back!"

Manager Liu was on the verge of tears. Not only was he fined a large sum of money by the company, but now the entire industry knew what he had done, and his reputation was ruined!

He's out of a way to survive, so why should Ji Tingxiao, the culprit, be unaffected?

So he took the risk to find the person in front of him.

"I have no money, but you can take my life!" Ji Tingxiao coldly turned his head away: "You're the one who's stupid and you're blaming others!"

Hearing him say that, Manager Liu was furious, and the little fire in his heart burned even brighter.

Since the other party is unkind, don't blame him for being unjust!

Since we're going to die either way, we might as well go all out!

No one can escape unscathed.

He thought that although Ji Tingxiao was just a student, someone who could think of this way to make money would naturally have his own way of making money!

"Don't get cocky, don't forget we're in this together!"

"If I'm having a hard time, you won't have an easy time either!"

He snorted and glared, waiting for Ji Tingxiao to change his mind and give him some money as compensation.

But Ji Tingxiao was not afraid at all; instead, he acted as if it was none of his business.

He crossed his arms and said calmly, "You're a smart man. Don't you think everything that happened afterward went too smoothly for the Luo family father and daughter?"

"From the moment you were discovered splitting the orders, to what happened in the alley later."

"This was all the work of the Luo family father and daughter. They set a trap for you to fall into. Manager Liu, the person who caused you to be in this situation is not me, but them."

Luo Zhengdong and Luo Yusheng?

Manager Liu frowned, his mind racing as he pondered the connection between this matter and the two individuals.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Their transaction location was so secretive. If it wasn't pre-planned, how could it have been discovered so suddenly?

He lowered his head and left the alley, lost in thought.

……

On the day the Children's Palace reopened, it was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the lively atmosphere was comparable to that of the Chinese New Year.

A large number of people from Luoshi Company came, forming three or four concentric circles around the crowd.

Grandpa Qin and Song Qianqian arrived at the Children's Palace as promised.

Luo Zhengdong was wearing a bespoke suit today, while Luo Yusheng wore a plain white long dress.

A huge red banner that read "Warmly celebrate the opening of the Children's Palace" fluttered in the wind.

To the accompaniment of upbeat and cheerful music, Grandpa Qin was helped by Song Qianqian to the center of the front door.

He had a kind smile on his face and was holding a pair of scissors in his hand.

The host energized the audience and got everyone to start the countdown.

"Ten, nine...one!"

The scissors fell simultaneously, and with a "snap," the banner was severed.

Luo Zhengdong quickly stepped forward: "Teacher Qin, thank you so much!"

With the blessing of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the Children's Palace will surely flourish in the future.

The applause and cheers from the audience continued, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony was successfully completed.

Reporters swarmed forward, unanimously raising their microphones to Luo Zhengdong and Old Master Qin's mouths.

"Teacher Qin, what are your thoughts on the reopening of the Children's Palace?"

"Mr. Luo, how much did it cost to reopen the children's palace this time?"

The reporters' questions were increasingly pointed, but the two men simply nodded slightly without answering.

Under the protection of security guards, the two arrived at the gate and personally hung the painting they had given to Luo Yusheng in the designated spot.

Just as the reporter was taking pictures, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't that the little girl who sold paintings via live stream a while ago?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look.

"That's true! I was actually thinking of buying it!"

"I heard she donated all the money to Project Hope. She's beautiful inside and out!"

In an instant, reporters swarmed around Song Qianqian.

"Miss Song, what is your purpose in doing this?"

Song Qianqian lowered her eyes and spoke softly, "I just want more children to receive a good education."

Someone else asked, "Won't you regret putting in so much effort without making any money?"

She replied firmly, "No."

To everyone's eyes, his performance was flawless.

Grandpa Qin turned his head, somewhat surprised: "Qianqian, what's this about selling paintings?"

"Teacher, I am also a child who has received sponsorship, and I want to do my part in this small way," Song Qianqian said with a slight smile, speaking casually.

Luo Yusheng, who was not far away, saw this scene and then understood.

It turns out that selling paintings via live streaming was a way to create a persona.

"This little girl is so kind!"

"No wonder he became Teacher Qin's last disciple!"

"It's rare to see someone so mature at such a young age!"

The praise she heard made Song Qianqian overjoyed; all her hard work had been worthwhile.

She took a microphone: "Without the Luo family's support, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Uncle Luo is a very good person and has never treated me badly, as has Sheng Sheng. I am very grateful to them!"

As she spoke, her hands trembled slightly, leading everyone to mistakenly believe she was overly excited.

She is beautiful, capable, and has a grateful heart.

Who wouldn't like such an outstanding girl?

Luo Zhengdong nodded with satisfaction: "Qianqian, I made the right decision to sponsor you!"

The reporter, sensing the potential topic, immediately shifted the focus of the interview.

Even though Luo Yusheng didn't say a word from beginning to end, she still couldn't escape her fate.

"Miss Luo, don't you feel that Miss Song is stealing your thunder?"

How could something not happen between two people who have lived under the same roof for so many years?

Before she could answer, Song Qianqian preemptively replied, "I won't steal Sheng Sheng's thunder, and she's not that petty!"

After she finished speaking, she looked straight at the other person without glancing to the side.

But Luo Yusheng didn't even glance at her.

The reporters looked at each other, somewhat taken aback by the situation.

She looked at the reporter who asked the question and said, word by word, "I am still a student and will prioritize my studies."

The implication is that they don't care about other unimportant things.

Song Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully the other party didn't say anything arrogant that would embarrass her.

The sensible reporter promptly changed the subject: "Ms. Luo, what are your plans for the future of the Children's Palace?"

Luo Yusheng lowered her eyes slightly: "The main purpose is to expand teenagers' extracurricular knowledge and improve their hands-on skills."

She tried her best to answer any questions related to the Children's Palace.

Just when everything was going perfectly, an uninvited guest barged into the children's palace.

"Luo Yusheng!"