Chapter 91: Did Something Big

Just as Qin Zhigang struggled in the abyss of despair, and Qin Feng's commercial empire and technological blueprint surged forward at full tilt, an event that took place on campus—seemingly trivial yet brimming with warmth and strength—bloomed quietly like a bud, adding a different touch of brightness to Qin Feng's magnificent legend.

At the center of the event was Qin Feng's sister, Qin Yu.

After the earlier scalding water incident and Lin Weiwei's bullying, Qin Yu, under her brother's meticulous care and the shelter of his powerful strength, quickly walked out of the shadow. She had always been a kind and resilient girl; she did not become surly or timid because of it, but instead cherished campus life even more, studied hard, and in her own way, warmed and helped the people around her.

She noticed that there were some classmates in the school whose family circumstances were especially difficult. They might wear old clothes washed faded white, or always pick the cheapest meals in the cafeteria, but the longing for knowledge in their eyes was no different from that of other classmates. Among them was a girl named Zhou Xiaohui, in the same class as Qin Yu. She had excellent grades and a quiet personality, but her parents had passed away early, and she lived with her elderly, ailing grandmother. Life was extremely strained; she often used spare time to secretly take on odd jobs, and at one point even entertained the thought of dropping out.

Qin Yu took all of this in with her eyes and kept it in her heart. She did not simply hand out money—that might hurt the other party's self-esteem. She thought of her brother, of the vast wealth and power he possessed. She remembered her brother saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

An idea quietly sprouted in her heart.

In her spare time, she quietly and meticulously investigated and verified the situations of impoverished students at the school who truly needed help, like Zhou Xiaohui, and compiled a detailed list and dossier. Then, she mustered her courage and, for the first time proactively for her own "cause," dialed her brother's number.

"Brother…" Qin Yu's voice carried a trace of nervousness and anticipation.

"Xiaoyu? What's wrong? Are you doing okay at school?" On the other end of the line, Qin Feng's voice was as gentle as always, carrying the unique doting affection he had for his sister.

"I'm fine, Brother. I… I want to do something, and I need your help." Qin Yu laid out her idea in full—she hoped to set up, anonymously, a scholarship fund dedicated to helping impoverished students on campus. It would not only provide tuition and living expenses, but more importantly, offer sustained attention and opportunities for development, such as purchasing study materials, providing skills training, and even offering follow-up support after they got into college.

The other end of the line was silent for a moment.

Qin Yu's heart leapt into her throat, afraid her brother would think she was being meddlesome or that her idea was immature.

However, when Qin Feng spoke, his tone was full of gratification and undisguised support: "Good! Xiaoyu, that's a wonderful idea! Brother supports you!"

He didn't even ask for details, and said directly: "Whatever funds you need, get in touch with my Assistant directly. I'll have him give you his full cooperation. For the fund's operation and management, you can learn to take part, or you can hire professionals—it's entirely up to you. Remember, doing it anonymously is great; helping others isn't about earning gratitude, but about passing on kindness."

Receiving her brother's unconditional affirmation and support, Qin Yu's heart filled with a warm current and strength: "Thank you, Brother! I'll definitely do it well!"

With Qin Feng as the most solid backing, Qin Yu's "Spring Rain Scholarship Fund" (the name she had quietly chosen, meaning a gentle, silent nourishment) was swiftly and unassumingly established. Funds were channeled in through complex channels, while a seasoned and steady foundation manager assigned by Qin Feng assisted from the sidelines, and Qin Yu participated in decision-making and follow-up as a volunteer.

When Zhou Xiaohui and several dozen other impoverished classmates successively received scholarship money and care Gift packages from "anonymous well-wishers," and learned that they no longer had to worry about tuition and living expenses, and could even apply for additional study and development funds, the joy and gratitude of being saved at death's door, of having their dreams continue, were beyond words. They did not know who had helped them, but the warmth of this timely assistance was deeply imprinted on their hearts, inspiring them to study and live even harder.

Watching the smiles bloom anew on her classmates' faces, watching Zhou Xiaohui no longer toil for a living, her grades steadily improving, and even her personality brightening considerably, Qin Yu's heart was filled with a tremendous sense of achievement and fulfillment. This made her happier than getting first place on an exam, happier than receiving any expensive Gift.

On the weekend when she came home, Qin Yu excitedly shared the fund's progress and the changes in her classmates with her brother, her little face flushed with excitement.

"Brother, I feel like I… did something big!" She looked at Qin Feng with sparkling eyes, her tone full of pride.

Qin Feng looked at his sister's heartfelt smile and the light flickering in her eyes, and his heart was soft and proud. He possessed a system that could easily seize wealth and power, could crush any enemy, but this pure, kind original intention and down-to-earth action of his sister created a warmth and change that no cold capital or technology could replace.

He reached out and ruffled his sister's hair, his smile gentle and profound:

"Yes, Xiaoyu, you did something very remarkable."

"Remember this feeling. The ultimate meaning of wealth and strength is to protect what is beautiful and to create hope."

At this moment, Qin Feng seemed to see, beside the cold Cornerstone of his empire forged from technology and martial force, a seedling watered by goodwill, breaking through the soil, emitting a soft yet resilient light.

This light might be faint, but it was enough to illuminate the road ahead for many people.

And he was willing to become the most solid soil and the warmest sunshine for this seedling.

The "big thing" his Sister had done, in his heart, was in value no less than acquiring ten Xuan Families, no less than any breakthrough in cutting-edge technology.

Because this was the brilliance of human nature, the warmth of the Empire.