Seeing that Li Ya was deeply moved, Liu Daqing knew the time was right and hurriedly added more fuel to the fire.
"Little Ya, your father passed away early, and it hasn't been easy for your mom to raise you by herself all these years. I remember once you couldn't pay the school fees, and your mom knelt in front of the principal. Sigh, never mind, never mind, Little Ya, I won't pressure you anymore; you decide for yourself."
As he spoke, Liu Daqing waved his hand, making a gesture of turning to leave.
"Wait, wait..."
Li Ya, struggling emotionally, called out to Liu Qinghong.
"So, you've agreed?"
Liu Qinghong turned around, his face sinister and smug as he looked at Li Ya.
Li Ya asked timidly.
"Your friend, can he really save my mom?"
Liu Qinghong patted his chest, assuring her as he spoke.
"Of course, let me be honest with you—my friend is none other than the education head, Liu Guotao. With his connections in the county, do you still have doubts?"
