Chapter 377 - 377 377 Donating a Building

377: Chapter 377: Donating a Building?

Squandering Wealth!

377: Chapter 377: Donating a Building?

Squandering Wealth!

Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow, “I’ve never attended, so what?”

At the age of eight, she was brought back to the Master’s Sect by her master, entered the Mysterious Sect, and from then on began her cultivation life.

Becoming immersed in cultivation and achieving accomplishment in Mysticism, she had long passed the age for schooling.

Many of the worldly knowledge she possessed was self-taught or guided by experts.

“How about we go to school?” Chubby Chiu suddenly suggested.

“Although you often say that life doesn’t need to be complete, nor does one need to experience everything, if there’s a chance to make up for what’s missing, I still hope that Zhizhi, you can go and experience it.”

“According to what you’re saying, in the Mysterious Sect, there are many who haven’t attended school, doesn’t that mean everyone has a deficiency?” Gu Zhiqi murmured softly.

Gu Zhiqi didn’t take Chubby Chiu’s words to heart.

Compared to school, she preferred cultivation more.

She didn’t see it as a deficiency; it was merely a simple choice of “what to take and what to leave behind.”

“That’s because they don’t have the opportunity, but Zhizhi, you’re different, you now have the chance to experience another part of life, why keep pushing yourself forward by the same old demands?”

“You’re always using your age as an excuse, but you never truly lived through the things a child should experience, so why can’t you be a child again?”

As Chubby Chiu spoke, it stopped.

Actually, staying here seemed pretty good.

Here, there were many who adored Zhizhi, and Zhizhi wouldn’t have to shoulder too much.

There was no weight of responsibility from the Master’s Sect on her shoulders, no pressure from ancient martial artists or those with scientific prowess, and no enemies pursuing her for vendetta.

Hearing Chubby Chiu’s words, Gu Zhiqi just hung her head, an annoyed expression on her face, without a word.

The more Chubby Chiu thought about it, the more it felt that staying was a good idea—when returning, it could simply adjust the time to the point just after crossing into the book, so it wouldn’t be too late to go back.

It was quite the cunning little spirit.

Thinking this way, Chubby Chiu was determined to let Zhizhi experience a different slice of life here.

“To my knowledge, Gu Xingruo didn’t attend school because Gu Huaijin donated two buildings worth tens of millions to the school,” Chubby Chiu said slowly.

Gu Zhiqi “…”!!!

Gu Zhiqi lifted her gaze to Gu Huaijin, “Do I need to donate buildings to enroll in a school?”

Gu Huaijin: ???

“Hm?

How did you know?” Gu Huaijin, asked by Gu Zhiqi, instinctively responded with a question of his own.

First High is a prestigious school, the first key high school in Haicheng, and indeed it does take some money to enroll.

Gu Zhiqi was silent for two seconds, then spoke faintly, “Profligate.”

Gu Huaijin “…”

Gu Zhiqi slightly lifted her gaze and said to Gu Huaijin, “When the holiday ends, I will return to school, and I’ll handle everything else myself.”

Gu Huaijin was silent for two seconds, “Alright then.”

**

Yu Shuling and Yu Luowan busied themselves in the kitchen for three or four hours and finally finished cooking the meal.

When it was time to eat, Gu Changchuan, who had been kneeling on durians upstairs, finally hobbled downstairs.

“Yueyue and Huaijin are back?” Gu Changchuan limped to the edge of the couch to stand.

“Dad, what’s wrong with your foot?” Gu Huaijin looked at Gu Changchuan’s limping foot, a hint of confusion shading his eyes.

“What else?

It’s all because I was taking the fall for you.” Gu Changchuan said this while grinding his teeth and glared at Gu Huaijin.

Hearing this, Gu Huaijin thought of something and promptly shut up.

Seeing this, Gu Changchuan looked at Gu Huaijin with sheer disdain and sat down next to Gu Zhiqi, smiling warmly, “My girl, why didn’t you greet your dad?”

Remembering the bank card in her pocket, Gu Zhiqi also smiled sweetly, “Dad.”

Seeing this, Gu Changchuan’s anger dissipated, “Ah, my good daughter.”