"Hong Jingtian came to the Empire, and the only person he met privately was Ao Guodong, the head and senior professor of the Astronomical Physics College at Imperial University."

"He asked Ao Guodong to bring a bag of local specialties to the Queen."

"And that bag of specialties ended up in your hands."

"So, you are the Queen."

This chain of logic is clear and perfect.

He is the first person in the world to uncover the true identity of the Queen.

This pride is unparalleled.

Oddly, he is not surprised that this young girl is the Queen.

Just like seeing her perform a masterful oboe solo at the school’s New Year concert, he wasn’t surprised.

She gave him the feeling that she naturally deserved it, she was worthy.

Si Moyu finished his deduction, waiting for Qin Xin’s reaction.

However, Qin Xin, like him, remained quite calm, not surprised by the outcome: "So, you were the one who sent the bag of specialties?"

Only the person who sent the specialties would know why Hong Jingtian sought her out.

The identity she’d hidden for so long was betrayed by Hong Jingtian, who casually handed over a mix of local specialties.

Si Moyu nodded: "I heard you left it in the dorm as potting soil. Quite creative."

These two big shots discussing the "specialties" spoke so calmly, it was impossible to tell they were talking about a bag of priceless African diamond rough stones.

They truly didn’t see the diamonds as a big deal.

Qin Xin squinted her eyes and said lightly, "Do you want surgery today?"

Si Moyu nodded: "I don’t want to wait any longer."

Qin Xin coldly refused: "I don’t perform circumcision for men."

Si Moyu was taken aback.

Immediately, he picked up the phone, called someone, and yelled irritably, "Hong Jingtian, when did I say I wanted that surgery? Did you get it wrong? That surgery was ordered for my nephew Hu Yi, I’m scheduled for a neurosurgery, neural!"

Qin Xin couldn’t help but twitch her lips.

It seemed she had accidentally overheard a male classmate’s little secret??

On the other end of the line, Hong Jingtian seemed to be flipping through notes, then exclaimed, "Oops, sorry, President Si, I mixed them up. Who told you to place two big orders at once, I got too excited and copied it wrong. Wait, let me note it again, your nephew Hu Yi is for a neurological surgery, and you’re for circumcision..."

Si Moyu, furious, veins popping on his forehead, his purple eyes almost bleeding: "Hong Jingtian, do you have a death wish!"

Qin Xin raised her graceful hand, grabbed the phone: "Rearrange it."

Hong Jingtian: "Whoa, whoa, who are you??? Oh my, aren’t you my Queen, Empress? How did you meet President Si, whoa, whoa, whoa?"

Qin Xin hung up the phone.

She said lightly, "Mania, schizophrenia... and ALS. Your problems are too complex, a single neurological surgery cannot solve them."

Si Moyu’s manic emotions gradually calmed down, somewhat incredulous: "You can even tell I have ALS?"

Qin Xin looked at his slightly trembling little finger: "It’s obvious. However, ALS is a terminal illness, there is no medication for it."

"Also, if you want me for surgery or a prescription, only I can choose the day, you have no choice."

No one has ever dared to speak so arrogantly to Si Moyu.

But at this moment, he didn’t feel offended, instead he slightly curled his lips into a smile: "Alright, we’ll do it your way. Actually, whether my illness is cured or not doesn’t really matter. Besides surgery, there’s something else I want to discuss with you."

Qin Xin still remained indifferent: "What is it?"

Before Si Moyu could answer.

The door to the presidential suite was once again kicked open viciously!

The irritable big president exhibited another bout of temper, purple eyes full of rage: "Who’s seeking death?"

At the door, a man sitting in a wheelchair leisurely replied: "I am."

[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Si Moyu is an extraordinary male lead, with a manic, comedic style as the president]