Chapter 786 — Xiaoke's Boyfriend?
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That was what ought to happen between a young couple under normal circumstances, was it not? Yet Wei Zhao seemed not to care at all.
"I have other business, so I'll be off." Wei Zhao nodded. "By the way, if Qiu Lingshan keeps giving her trouble and won't let it go, have her call me. This is my number..."
With that, Wei Zhao wrote a string of digits on the calendar beside Yu Xiaoke's bed.
"Wait a moment... may I ask, just now when you treated Yu Xiaoke, was it true qi you used?" The old woman voiced the doubt in her heart.
"You could say so." Wei Zhao nodded.
"Your true qi—Yu Xiaoke can use it?" Though the old woman's strength was not great, she knew that between different schools and methods, the similarity of true qi was nearly nil and could not be shared. To force it into another's body would not only fail to benefit them but do great harm.
"She can." Wei Zhao said, "Very well, I'll be going now."
With that, paying the old woman no further heed, he turned and walked straight out of Yu Xiaoke's room.
Wei Zhao and Yu Xiaoke were in truth not well acquainted, and with the old woman even less so. So where helping Yu Xiaoke was concerned, for Wei Zhao to have done what he had was already quite good enough.
Wei Zhao helped Yu Xiaoke this way also because he admired the girl. Life was hard for her, yet she remained cheerful, finding joy in hardship nearly every day. She had stolen so much money, yet never spent a cent on herself. She wore the cheapest clothes from street stalls, and her room was pitifully simple: rusted iron window bars, a battered old desk, not even a decent wardrobe. Her only luxury, perhaps, was the computer on the desk!
Its bulky monitor was long obsolete, the case was missing a side panel, and the keyboard and mouse were of the oldest design. Yet all of it was wiped spotlessly clean. Someone must have discarded it and donated it, he supposed.
And for a young, pretty girl, the essential things - cosmetics, a dressing table, a wardrobe - were nowhere to be seen in Yu Xiaoke's room. Apart from a bottle of Dabao lotion on the desk that counted as skincare, there was only a tin of hand cream in a shell case, the kind rarely seen anymore.
It was hard for Wei Zhao to imagine how the girl lived day after day. All that money, and she had never once been tempted?
As for a wardrobe, there was only a large cardboard box on the floor, holding a few scattered garments - pitifully few. Apart from underclothes, there were just two or three changes of outer clothing. It really was rather sad.
So if he could, Wei Zhao would not begrudge Yu Xiaoke his help - not for Yu Xiaoke alone, but for all the children in the orphanage!
Wei Zhao stepped out of Yu Xiaoke's room and saw the boy called Xiaoken lurking furtively not far off, peeking around. Realizing he had been spotted, the boy stopped hiding and came out looking embarrassed. "Brother, I'm sorry. I was wrong about you..."