My Scheming Little Devil

Madam Aisha’s expression was one of astonishment: "Your ambition is truly grand. Even within this country’s context, very few people can be admitted to this school. Moreover, science and engineering subjects are even more of a disadvantage for girls, with only one-fifth of the students admitted each year being female."

The notorious difficulty of gaining admission to Imperial College is legendary, with its questions and challenges being akin to ghostly, beastly trials.

She could hardly believe that a girl who had not received any formal education since childhood could be admitted to such a school, which was more daunting than walking on a tightrope high in the air. It wasn’t that she looked down on Yiyi. In fact, many students who had received elite education since childhood and were admitted to the top ten universities might still find it challenging to get in again.

"I know it’s as unlikely as winning the lottery, but this isn’t just my dream; it’s my goal, and it’s a goal I must achieve," Yiyi said with determination.

She wanted to enter Imperial College, to join that cutting-edge research lab, and to find the way home.

Madam Aisha was taken aback; she had thought that Yiyi was joking, but listening to her firm and powerful voice, and seeing her eyes, which did not resemble the yearning gazes of ordinary students admiring a top institution, but rather a look of confident conquest, she began to believe in her.

Madam Aisha started to believe, perhaps Yiyi was smarter than she had imagined; otherwise, who would dare to challenge such a goal?

"Yiyi..." Madam Aisha suddenly opened her mouth, her expression kind, "I have been thinking a lot these past few days. Actually, I really like you. You’re an interesting, lively girl full of vitality, making people feel warm like a little sun. And you’re without parents or guardians; would you like me to take care of you from now on just like this?"

Madam Aisha looked at Yiyi, her soft voice filled with unspoken expectations, her eyes reflecting a mix of anxiety and sorrow.

Her life had been dull and depleted. Despite being born into a wealthy family without worries about food, clothes, and shelter, she was always overlooked and was on the fringe within the family. That kind of loneliness and emptiness made her feel that she was living like a walking corpse, passing one day after another without happiness and yet powerless to escape.

There was no life goal to pursue, nor any family members to provide emotional support and attachment. Sometimes, she felt she didn’t know whether she was alive or dead, unable to feel the meaning of her existence, and was needed by no one.

But upon seeing Yiyi, infected by her fiery personality and sun-like warmth, every expression and lively eyes and smile made her feel very warm.

There was a strong vitality in this child that drew attention and attraction.

She wanted to take care of this child. Firstly, since the child had such a great ambition, she also wanted to lend a hand. After all, the society was very complicated, and getting into Imperial College required a lot of support, both financially and in terms of influence. For an ordinary girl, securing a place in such a school was harder than reaching the sky.

Secondly, her own life was indeed too monotonous, without any goals or anchors. The absence of children had always been her regret, and adopting Yiyi could allow her to rediscover a goal in life, as well as provide good care for a girl who had no parents.

"You’re saying you want to adopt me?" Yiyi widened her eyes in astonishment.

These past few days had been full of explosive news that left her feeling dizzy.

Ling Kong, whom she had known for only a few days, wanted to marry her.