Just this?
The mother and her friend became confused.
They had been prepared for some atrocious demand with strings attached—advertising a business, lending Ling Qingyu's reputation, or something similar.
Even that wouldn't have been a big deal.
Instead, Ling Qingyu wanted them to establish a new organization—a foundation dedicated solely to helping more people.
Although it focused only on legal matters and finding missing people, this was more than a donation.
In their eyes, Ling Qingyu's entire figure seemed covered in a golden radiance.
What a saint!
If there were a wheel of merit, Ling Qingyu would have a great golden halo behind her back, the mother and her best friend thought.
The two parties discussed the detailed plans, and the mother's side expressed immense gratitude.
They were even unaccustomed to Ling Qingyu's insistence on providing private security services.
