At the office of Second Middle School's administration, Long Fei sat inside while the head of administration took out all of Su Yiyi's files and handed them to Long Fei.
He offered Long Fei a cigarette, took a puff himself, and said with some pain, "Mr. Long, to be honest, I had high hopes for Yiyi. She's not only a good student but also helpful; she's been commended by our school multiple times! But some time ago, her family suddenly withdrew her, saying she had a serious illness and needed treatment. We even visited her home to counsel her father, but he wouldn't listen. We couldn't exactly force the girl to come! So, Mr. Long, if you see Yiyi, and if her family is having difficulties, tell her to speak up, and our school will help. She's still young, and there's a promising future in education!"
Long Fei nodded, shook hands with the head of administration, and then drove quickly to Su Yiyi's home.
According to the head of administration, Long Fei's mind was filled with doubts.
