With the mentality of "there's nothing to steal anyway", Miss Ye calmly covered the door. After covering it up, she tidied up her hair behind her ears and coughed softly: "Ahem, don't blame me. If you lose anything when you come back, I'll compensate you..."
Ye Xiyue muttered to herself as she dragged her "crippled" feet outside the residential building.
"Oh my God, how can I live in this place~" The area outside the residential complex was littered with garbage. People passing by either looked at the bag in her hand with greed and hypocrisy, or kept scanning his face with obscene eyes, which made her feel nauseous from the bottom of her heart.
The environment of the community is obvious. If the child grows up here, who knows what will happen in the future! It is better to find him as soon as possible and take him back to raise him well.
Ye Xiyue endured the uncomfortable gazes and dragged herself out. As soon as she walked out of the community, a special driver would be waiting outside to take her to the hospital and take good care of her.
My poor feet...
Although the street thugs were very interested in Ye Xiyue's face and figure, they were not stupid.
The aloof aura surrounding Ye Xiyue made people like them who had seen through the darkness of society feel that this girl was not someone to be trifled with. To be on the safe side, they should stay away from her.
Ye Xiyue limped out, and when she passed by an alley, she heard Rourou's cry for help, as weak as a kitten: "Help... Help... Help..."
It was barely noticeable, almost drowned out by the noise outside.
Ye Xiyue paused, looked at her ankle which was swollen like a steamed bun, sighed deeply, and walked into the alley resignedly.
"Is there anyone there? Is someone shouting for help?" Ye Xiyue poked her head out and looked into the alley with her big, gurgling eyes.
——It seemed like a big battle had taken place in the alley last night. The garbage in the trash cans was rolling all over the ground. Along with the scattered trash cans and bloodstains everywhere, you can tell what the outcome of the battle was here last night.
It seems that he is a troublesome kid who likes to fight. Ye Xiyue shook her head, but still walked in very firmly.
"I... I'm here..." The voice coming from inside became weaker and intermittent, as if it was about to lose contact at any time; or maybe it was because he had found hope, and all the previous pretense of strength became shattered.
Ye Xiyue followed the sound and walked towards the trash can. After suppressing her nausea and lifting up the layers of trash, she saw a young boy with blood all over his face and covered in scars.
The boy looked at her with his big cat-like eyes, as if he was looking at salvation, or at an angel.
"Sister...are you the angel who came to save me?" The boy raised his head with his last bit of energy.
Ye Xiyue looked at the dirty little boy in front of her, stroking her chin and thinking in confusion: "This little boy looks so dirty... but so pitiful. He must have been beaten by someone, right?... If I don't save him, will he be in a miserable state? Otherwise... raise two children together?"
The little wheel in Ye Xiyue's mind was spinning rapidly. Finally, when the boy was about to faint, she nodded and smiled sweetly: "Okay, you will follow me from now on!"
When Su Xingzheng saw Ye Xiyue nodding with a smile, the heavy stone in his heart was finally put down. When he felt the sense of security brought by Ye Xiyue, he felt relieved and fainted.
Su Xingzheng thought that this must be the most beautiful smile he had ever seen, like the purest little angel in the world.
Ye Xiyue looked at the unconscious boy, then looked at her ankle which was swollen like a steamed bun, sighed, held her breath, and dug the boy out of the garbage dump.
"Hey, could you please come in for a moment? I need you to help me get someone to the car. I'll pay you extra. Is that okay with you?"
Ye Xiyue looked at the unconscious boy and had no choice but to call the driver who stayed outside to come in and pick him up.
The driver came in quickly, picked up the boy and put him in the car.
"Master, let's just go to the hospital. I'll give you the money later." With his feet and the unconscious boy, the hospital became a good place to go.
When she arrived at the hospital, as Ye Xiyue had expected, her poor feet were successfully cast and she was smoothly put into a wheelchair, successfully becoming a national-level third-level disabled person.
And the boy she brought here...
Ye Xiyue remembered the doctor's previous reproach and frowned.
"How can you be parents? You didn't send your child to the hospital even though he was injured like that! If you delay any longer, the child will probably be burned into a fool!"
The boy's thin body was covered in scars, new and old, interwoven and tangled...
There was a wound on his head, probably from a fight last night. He bled a lot and also had a high fever because of last night's rain.
The boy who wiped his face clean was also a rare handsome boy, with a high nose bridge, long crow feathers, and pink thin lips that fit together just right, making people commit a crime.
"Little friend... you won't have to live such a hard life anymore." Ye Xiyue murmured as she stroked the crisscrossing scars on Su Xingzheng's body.
If she had raised the child before because of his cry for help in the alley, now Ye Xiyue wanted to give the child a home from the bottom of her heart.
Everyone is born equal, but why doesn't he even have the most basic food and clothing?
Then let her pay what the world owes him.
"Go to sleep, everything will come true." Ye Xiyue touched Su Xingzheng's cheek gently, and then she was very domineering... she controlled the wheelchair and left the ward.
Taking advantage of the time when she had nothing to do, Ye Xiyue checked her property.
The original Ye Xiyue liked luxury goods, and her house was filled with luxury bags of all sizes, haute couture dresses, diamond jewelry, etc. This is why the original owner, as a little-known artist, was also tempted by the Su family's inheritance.
Looking at the bank card with only three digits in it, Ye Xiyue directly put all the original owner's messy things up for sale online, and also sold all the original owner's previous works, and saved up a lot of money.
"You want money... there are many ways to get it. Why do you have to hurt others? And he's an innocent young boy who has no grudge against you... won't your conscience hurt? Don't worry, I will earn the money, and how to spend it... just leave it to me..." Ye Xiyue rubbed her fingers and said silently to the original owner in her heart.
To those who love me, I will repay them a hundredfold...
I will not show mercy to anyone who hurts me...
But why should we involve those innocent people?
Our grievances should not involve others...
It's like your grudge, why do you want me to get in the way...
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