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Calming herself, she went back downstairs.

Qiao Qingya had already finished eating and cleaned up. News of the bandit assassins was only a matter of business concern for him. Once he heard the fear, he didn't feel anything close to himself anymore.

After all, the bandits had only come for Wu Xicheng. Perhaps they were here for revenge due to the people who had slipped through the net all those years ago.

He comforted himself.

Today, he put everything aside and specially waited on Qiao Ruoxi to visit the Maria School.

"Father, you just have to leave me at the entrance of the school. If I finish my tour, I'll call you from the phone booth and you can send a car to pick me up." Qiao Ruo knew that her father was very busy with business and didn't have any capable men by his side. She didn't want him to waste a day with her.

"That's fine too. Let's go check out the situation first." Qiao Qingya said.

He was already forty-four years old, his hair was neatly combed, his features were handsome, and his face was friendly. He was a little fat, wearing a dark red silk shirt with vertical stripes, dark gray horse clips, and dark gray western pants.

The Qiao family had a small sedan with the GM brand name. It was usually driven by the driver, Wang Qingquan. Occasionally, Gu Qingya would also drive himself to do business.

Today, he sent his daughter to visit the girls' school. Qiao Qingya specifically asked Wang Qingquan to drive while he and his daughter sat in the back seat and chatted.

The sun outside the window was scorching, giving off the final hint of summer's tyranny.

After walking for about ten minutes under the sun, they finally arrived.

The area occupied was not large, but a green belt that was five to six meters wide had been constructed on the outside. The green belt had surrounded the entire girls' school, and the walls within the green belt were red as bricks, which were not considered too high. From the outside, one could see the second level and above classrooms.

Qiao Ruoxi got out of her car and propped up an oil-paper umbrella covered with dandelions on top of a clear sky water to cover the scorching sun.

Qiao Qingya followed her out of the car. "I'll accompany you to take a look." "No," he said.

Qiao Ruo glanced into the distance. The other girls were indeed following her, not a single one of them was alone.

Qiao Ruoxi nodded and followed her father through the neat green belt. They arrived at the front gate of the school. The front door of the girls' school was simple and solemn. On top of it was the words' English alphabet '. Qiao Ruo hadn't studied it before and didn't know it at all. She guessed that it was the English name of the Maria girls' school.

The entrance fee for a female student was very expensive, and was not something an ordinary family could afford. Thus, the people who came to visit today were the ladies and followers of either rich or powerful families.

Qiao Ruo observed for a while, many of the girls were accompanied by brothers or housekeeper servants, they looked a little more mature, and all of them wore fashionable cheongsams with short sleeves. There were also some bold girls who didn't even wear stockings under their cheongsams, directly exposing their snow-white slender calves, and chatted and laughed with their companions as if no one else was around them, not caring at all about other people's strange looks.

There were a few girls like Qiao Ruo Chu who were still wearing their upper garments, but all of them seemed to be very low-key.

The headmaster of Maria was an American in his forties, whose Chinese name was George Young. He was a little bald, with a large belly, and his dark blue eyes shone with wisdom.

Today, he had been explaining to the girls who came to visit the school about the purpose of running the school and the courses. He spoke very fluently in Chinese.

He said that women were an important force in promoting the world's progress. The rise and fall of a country depended first and foremost on the level of education they received.

Qiao Ruozhu was very surprised.

He asked his father why the principal of the girls' school was a male. Qiao Qingya told her that there was also a male principal of the girls' school in Shanghai and that the teachers should be female teachers.

Qiao Qingya also told her that Yang George was a missionary who loved Chinese culture. He only taught in China and did not do business with the government.

"Uncle Qiao." A lady wearing a low-cut, short-sleeved, cheongsam embroidered with pink satin walked over with a smile and greeted Qiao Qingya and Qiao Ruoxi.

"Wan-jia, why isn't your father here?" Qiao Qingya was slightly stunned and he immediately laughed as he answered.

She is the daughter of one of the richest men in Xiangcheng, Gu Wanjia, who runs the largest yarn factory in the city.

The Qiao Family had some business dealings with each other. During the last merchant group banquet in Xiang City, she had attended together with Ivy Fang and even toasted Qiao Qingya with a glass of wine. Therefore, Qiao Qingya remembered her.

"Father has something to attend to today. He asked brother to accompany me." Gu Wan Jia smiled and pointed at the man beside her, only then did Qiao Ruozhu notice a man with upper middle class stature standing behind her, wearing a white shirt, light grey vest, and similar colored pants. His face was white and clean, and a pair of divine phoenix eyes under his thick eyebrows were especially handsome. He wore a Swiss mechanical watch on his wrist, and it was obvious that he was a nobleman.

He silently stood behind his sister, and only greeted her when she pointed at him.

"Hello Uncle Qiao, junior is Gu Jun, I've come to take care of you." His tone was modest, like a gentleman.

Qiao Qingya quickly extended his hand to shake his. Qiao Ruo saw that his hand was slender and fair, delicate and elegant.

"Hello, hello. All of the innocent boss's children are well-bred." Qiao Qingya liked him from the bottom of his heart, and praised him sincerely.

"Is this Ling Yuanyuan?" Just now, Gu Jun's gaze had swept towards Qiao Qingruo. After greeting Qiao Qingya, he turned to Qiao Ruo Chu.

"This is my daughter, Qiao Ruo Chu." Qiao Qingya looked lovingly at his daughter.

"Hello, Ruo Chu. It's my honor to meet you." Ku Jun extended his slender and elegant right hand in front of Qiao Ruozhu, who politely shook it.

"Hello, Young Noble Xing. It's my honor to meet you too." When she laughed, her eyes curved like a newly blossomed white magnolia.

"Miss Qiao, are you going to study here as well?" Seeing that her brother was very warm to this young girl, Gu Wanjia's heart slightly ached, and her tone was a little cold.

She was two years older than Joro, with a curvy figure, a pink cheeks, and a sparkling diamond pendant around her neck. Compared to her brother, Gu Jun, there was more or less arrogance in her eyes. At this moment, she was looking down at Qiao Ruochen from above.

"Yes, Miss Su." Qiao Ruo Chu didn't like her very much and wasn't willing to talk too much with her.

Coincidentally, someone was calling Gu Wanjia from afar. She pulled Gu Jun and said, "Goodbye," then left. Qiao Ruo Chu didn't feel any more awkward.

After his sister left, he had no choice but to follow. When he said goodbye to Qiao Qingya and Qiao Ruoxi, he seemed a little reluctant.

As they walked away, Qiao Qingya said to his daughter, "Young Master Qi came back from Denmark to study medicine, but when he returned, he had to take over the yarn factory. What a pity."

Qiao Ruo was stunned for a moment, then ignored her father's words.

The father and daughter walked around the girls' school. The girls' school was not big, and because the weather was too hot, they all crowded the corridor to take shelter from the heat. Some of them even held ice cream in their hands.

Qiao Ruo's body was covered in sweat. She told Qiao Qingya that she had seen enough and wanted to go home.

When Qiao Qingya saw that it was almost noon, he also saw what he needed to see. Other things could be slowly understood after his daughter entered the academy. He then greeted Yang George and the father and daughter before returning home.