"What did you just say, Miss Xie?" Shen Minyao asked. She gave her brother a fierce look.

It's impossible for Qin Zhi to miss these details if he ran a deep background check on all the people involved with the kindergarten.

Qin Zhi ignored her questioning gaze, keeping his silence.

"It's just some rumors I heard before, Miss Shen. Had I known there was something really going on, I wouldn't have applied for that place." Xie Yan's hand tightened on her cup as she remembered hearing that scary rumor from her colleague.

"Can you tell us what these rumors are?" Shen Minyao asked with a sour mood that Xie Yan couldn't sense.

Xie Yan brought down her cup and looked at her daughter worriedly.

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"Miss Lan, a colleague of mine at the kindergarten, once told me that it also happened thirty years ago," Xie yen informed the two. "The school was still under construction by then. The children in the nearby residential area around the school started to fall sick one by one. I'm not sure if it's true, though, but Miss Lan had been working in the kindergarten for over a decade. That's all I know."

Of course, she was worried about the pupils who had fallen sick, but she realized that any possibility that could harm her or her daughter wouldn't be worth sacrificing her life to keep her job.

"I'm sorry. This is all I know," She murmured.

"There's nothing to apologize for, Miss Xie," Qin Zhi answered her this time. "But in case you are still looking for a job, I know a place where you can work part-time," he added before placing a calling card on top of the table that separated them.

Shen Minyao took a glance at the card and wondered if her brother was planning to hire a human in his demon-infested company. However, she saw a business card of a pastry shop that she had seen near Xie Yan's place earlier instead.

"This.." Xie Yan was caught off-guard. She was only twenty-five this year, with a seven-year-old daughter. She had struggled to find a job because she got pregnant early, and she was even abandoned by the father of her child.

Since then, she had had a hard time trusting strangers. She had also grown afraid of leaving her young daughter to anyone.

She wasn't expecting to receive help from strangers like this. For the past years, she had only relied on her parents' help to keep herself afloat. Even the apartment where she was living with Qiao An was an inheritance she received from her parents.

"Rest assured that I know the person that could help you get good employment. This is merely a recommendation, so you would still need to work hard to prove yourself," Qin Zhi assured her.

"Miss Xie, I think you should accept this. Think about your daughter's welfare," Shen Minyao added.

Xie Yan knew that, but she was afraid of uncertainty. This was why she was afraid of what people thought of her and her daughter. She feared that her Little An would eventually come to hate her in the future because of the mistakes she had done in the past.

"I don't know why you are so anxious, Miss Xie. You have a beautiful daughter that loves you dearly. If you are worried about being in debt because of my brother's help, you don't have to. It's enough that you know the truth, and you are willing to work hard for your daughter's future."

These were Shen Minyao's parting words before she stood up and politely thanked Xie Yan for help.

Qin Zhi followed her shortly and thanked Xie Yan as well. As the elevator descended, Shen Minyao broke the silence between them.

"So there's some kind of history about that place, huh."

"If it happened thirty years ago, then I wasn't here yet back then," Qin Zhi replied. He would have known if he was here, especially if a demon was involved in that particular case that happened before.

"You aren't here?" Shen Minyao thought that she had no idea what her brother was up to for the past centuries. "Oh? Then, what have you been doing during that time?"

Qin Zhi didn't bother to answer this time and only stared at the light at the elevator, indicating the floor they were currently in. He couldn't tell that because of Feng Jiu's and her death centuries ago, his grief had been trying to release his grasp on his basal instincts and making him follow his mate to the afterlife.

Qin Zhi had gone into seclusion for more than fifty years, leaving the Eir Group in Qin Zhihao's care during his absence. If he hadn't forced himself to be detained in a remote mountain far from Qingqiu Mountain where his sister and his wife died, he could have lost it. historical

"So when did you come back?" His sister asked.

"Fifteen years ago." He replied, but he said nothing more to explain whatever he was doing.

"Fine. You don't have to tell me," Shen Minyao said, noticing the sudden change in her brother's expression. He must be thinking about his dead wife again. He had this same expression in the past whenever he was thinking of Feng Jiu; how could she not know?

"I'll ask my assistant to check the history of that land. We might find some clues then," Qin Zhi said nonchalantly, trying to avoid his sister's prying gaze.

"They better make sure not to overlook things this time," the fox woman replied. They must be dealing with a curse if what Xie Yan said was true, but the traces the demon left on the children also couldn't be denied either.

"I hate it when others waste my precious time."

Qin Zhi only scoffed at that. As demons, they had longer lifespans compared to the humans. His sister had been the one who easily got bored with her playthings and continued to seek entertainment from anyone around her.