Chapter 116 Educational Website

The little girl was wearing faded old clothes, had her hair in a ponytail, and was carrying an old schoolbag.

Lu Yao called out softly, "Little girl, would you like to have your fortune told?"

The little girl stopped and looked at the unfamiliar older sister curiously. "What is fortune telling?"

"It's like having a pair of powerful eyes that can see your past and future," Lu Yao said with a smile.

The little girl's face was filled with curiosity and skepticism. "Is fortune telling really that magical?"

Lu Yao smiled slightly, her fingertips gently toying with the copper coins on the table: "Your name is Guo Lingling, and you are in the fifth grade at Qixia Town Central Primary School. Your parents work in Guangzhou, and you live with your grandparents next to the old locust tree at the east end of the town."

Guo Lingling's eyes widened in surprise. "My God! How did you know, sister?" She leaned forward, her voice unconsciously lowering. "Is this fortune telling?"

Lu Yao smiled but said nothing, simply tossing the copper coin lightly. In the sunlight, the coin traced three shimmering arcs.

"Sister," Guo Lingling suddenly squatted down, her small hands resting on the fortune-telling stall, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, "then...then can you help me calculate when Mom will come to pick me up?"

Her voice trailed off, "Although my grandparents are very good to me, I dream about my mother every night..."

As she spoke the last few words, Guo Lingling lowered her head and gently rubbed the small pebbles on the ground with the tip of her shoe.

Lu Yao's gaze softened. "Your mother only eats two meals a day in Guangzhou and saves every penny. If things continue like this, she can bring you over next autumn."

Guo Lingling jumped up in surprise, "Really, sister?"

“Chinese people don’t lie to Chinese people.” Lu Yao smiled and ruffled her hair, but her expression suddenly became unusually serious. “However… Lingling, I’ve calculated that you will face a calamity today that will make you sad and will also make your mother very heartbroken.”

Guo Lingling froze, her smile fading. "Is it something very bad?"

"Yes." Lu Yao nodded. "Lingling, you're going to see Teacher Zhang from Fenfang Education Assistance Network now, right?"

Guo Lingling nodded in surprise: "Teacher Zhang said that a kind-hearted person wanted to sponsor my studies and asked me to go to his office to get an application form."

Lu Yao quickly took out her phone and entered "Fenfang Education Assistance Network" into the search bar.

As the page redirects, a photo of a middle-aged man with a kind smile and gold-rimmed glasses comes into view.

The founder, Zhang Weijie, boasts impressive titles in his profile, including ten years of volunteer work in education and having helped hundreds of impoverished students.

On the surface, this educational aid organization has indeed held many public welfare activities, but upon closer inspection of the list of students receiving assistance, they are all girls aged ten to fourteen.

Looking at the corner of a group photo from an event, where Zhang Weijie's hand was on a girl's shoulder, Lu Yao's face turned ashen.

Where is his office?

Guo Lingling stood on tiptoe and pointed to a dilapidated old building at the end of the old street.

The faded signboard, with the words "Fenfang Education Assistance Network" crookedly hanging on it, contrasts sharply with the clutter piled up at the entrance and the glossy promotional photos on the official website.

“Lingling,” Lu Yao squatted down to be at eye level with her, “If it was a legitimate student aid application, why wasn’t it processed at school in front of the homeroom teacher? Why did you have to be called to this remote place alone?”

The little girl's face gradually turned pale, and she unconsciously grabbed Lu Yao's sleeve.

Lu Yao patted her slightly trembling shoulder, then suddenly changed the subject: "But we can go take a look."

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes. "I'll give you something amazing, let's see what tricks this Teacher Zhang is up to. You... dare to try?"

Guo Lingling recalled every prophecy made by this magical older sister.

She took a deep breath, gripped her backpack strap tightly, and nodded emphatically: "With my sister here, I'm not afraid!"

Lu Yao took the little girl's hand and walked towards the gloomy old building.

...

Zhang Weijie's office door was ajar. He was sitting behind his desk, frequently glancing at the clock on the wall.

When Guo Lingling appeared outside the door, his eyes lit up and he immediately put on a friendly smile and went to greet her.

"Guo Lingling arrived just in time!"

He deliberately bent down to look the little girl in the eye, but let out a howl the moment he reached out to grab Guo Lingling.

"ah!"

Zhang Weijie abruptly pulled his hand back, as if he had been bitten by a snake.

He stared in astonishment at his reddened fingertips, where a faint, tingling electric current still lingered.

Static electricity?

Unconvinced, he reached out again, his fingertips just about to touch Guo Lingling's arm, when suddenly there was a loud cracking sound.

A visible bolt of lightning exploded between his fingers, shooting up his arm and through his entire body.

He began to tremble violently, his hair standing on end.

"Teacher Zhang?" Guo Lingling opened her innocent big eyes. "Are you wearing synthetic fiber clothes? My grandma said that synthetic fibers are prone to static electricity."

Zhang Weijie forced a dry laugh, suppressing the numbness all over his body, and said, "N-nothing."

He quietly rubbed his still numb palm on his trouser leg. "Come on, fill out the application form first."

Guo Lingling obediently took the application form, sat down at the desk, and began to fill it out carefully.

Seeing the little girl's well-behaved appearance as she diligently wrote with her head down, Zhang Weijie's wicked heart began to stir again.

He crept up behind Guo Lingling, his greedy gaze lingering on her slender neck.

Just as he opened his arms to pounce—

boom!

A blinding white light suddenly burst forth, and Zhang Weijie was thrown back, crashing heavily into the bookshelf.

He curled up on the ground like a shrimp that had been electrocuted, wisps of smoke rising from his body, his suit jacket charred black, emitting a strange smell of roasted meat.

Guo Lingling was so shocked that she covered her mouth.

She instinctively reached into her pocket, her fingertips touching the warm yellow talisman. Lu Yao had secretly slipped it to her before she entered; she hadn't expected it to be so magical!

"elder sister……"

She had just looked up when she saw Lu Yao push open the door and enter, her figure in the backlight like a god descending from heaven.

Lu Yao's sharp gaze swept across the office, lingering for a moment on the small bed in the corner covered with pink sheets, the coldness in her eyes almost tangible.

She kicked Zhang Weijie, who was still convulsing on the ground, and he let out a painful groan.

Lu Yao walked straight to her desk.

She lightly swiped the keyboard, the computer screen flickered a few times, and an encrypted folder was forcibly cracked.

In an instant, a screen full of offensive photos popped up, each one a painful sight to behold.

Lu Yao turned around, covered Guo Lingling's eyes, and saw her out the door.

"Don't look, you go out first."

Zhang Weijie is ostensibly the head of a charity organization, using the guise of "poverty alleviation and education assistance" to promote how he helps impoverished students complete their studies.

He used the media to promote his charitable deeds, defrauding people of donations and trust.

However, he was actually a complete beast.