Chapter 73

Bak just looked at the scene in front of him, feeling that it was too bleak for the mother and daughter to stay at a hotel. He didn't care much about his own possessions, so he temporarily lent his newly bought house to them, with no other intentions.

But Zhou Xiaoli's rough and ready nature, combined with her shrewdness, was fully displayed even in her half-drunk, half-sober emotional fluctuations: "Then... I'll consider it as renting your house!"

Bak was about to laugh but suddenly felt as if he had thought of something: "Sure, stay for now. I still need to pay you a commission."

Zhou Xiaoli and her mother, who was in her arms, smiled slightly, as if to dispel the anger or unpleasantness from before. She leaned back slowly, hiding her dark, ruddy face in the dimness of the back seat, and said mysteriously: "I saw your motorcycle."

Bak, considering his thoughts, hummed: "Where? Wasn't it broken?"

Zhou Xiaoli hugged her mother tighter, her voice gentle: "It was crashed. I saw it from upstairs, it hit the flower bed hard. Were you in a hurry then?" She had been slightly more sober after vomiting and was helped to the balcony by the property management auntie. From there, she saw the scene below: the bare-chested, dark-skinned man and the broken motorcycle lying near the flower bed.

Bak chuckled: "Oh, it was already pretty broken. Riding it would just make me look bad."

The black girl didn't say anything, whispering something to her mother, who was a bit puzzled, but she made a decision in her heart.

This time, when they arrived at the house in Changyang Linyuan, which was decorated in a rustic style, both Bak and Zhou Xiaoli's attitudes had changed.

The house had most of the living essentials, but all personal items had been removed. The wardrobe was empty, but the bedding on the bed was still there, with light pink sheets and duvet covers that suited women. Even without bringing anything, Zhou Xiaoli and her mother could feel comfortable living there.

Bak went to the bathroom and said in a low voice: "There's a small supermarket downstairs. Auntie, you can buy some towels and toothbrushes later... Do you have any cash?"

Zhou Xiaoli sat at the large, antique dining table, watching her mother excitedly check everything out. She nodded without looking: "You should go back quickly so your parents don't worry. Tomorrow... we'll talk about work. I'll sign the contract with the HR department in the morning and hold a meeting in the afternoon."

Bak, who wasn't as familiar with the company's procedures, said goodbye: "Okay! Don't go back alone. Be careful at the company and the branch office. Don't get entangled with the families there. The guys from the car wash can help you a bit."

Zhou Xiaoli touched her hat and laughed lightly: "Sure, for Brother Bak's sake."

Bak waved, but the black girl got up and called him: "The key... take one. This is your house. I know how to be grateful and won't take over your house."

Bak smiled and didn't say anything, took the key, and left.

The girl leaning against the door thought a lot.

The past two days had been tumultuous, and the pace was so fast that the girl felt a bit breathless. There was indeed a lot to think about.

Bak didn't want to think about it and discussed the matter with his parents when he got home.

"I want Mom and my sister to move into the new house..."

Liu Shufen and Ba Dacheng were surprised: "Why?" The two little sisters opened their eyes wide, curious and eager to participate. Of course, they were more interested in the new house and the unseen big sister than in school.

Bak shooed the children away: "Out! I'm talking to Mom and Dad..."

The two sisters pouted and made faces at him, but before Xiao Zhao slammed the door, she kicked a broken slipper into the door crack!

Liu Shufen, sitting opposite the door, saw this but didn't point it out, just looked at her son. Bak was truly moved: "Nan is a girl, and raising her will be different from raising me. Mom, you don't have much experience with raising daughters, do you?"

Liu Shufen understood what Bak meant. A few days ago, the little sisters had been shocked by blood on their pants. She hadn't reacted as quickly as her son, having not raised children for many years, let alone girls. Bak added: "Zhou's mother has raised a good daughter. Nan and the others can learn from her and improve some of their bad habits."

Ba Dacheng agreed: "Good! Let's do it!"

Liu Shufen slapped her husband: "What are you deciding? How will you and your son eat? Who will take care of you at home? I can't bear to send Nan away yet. We need to think this through."

Bak was a man of action: "What's there to think about! We can start trying it out tomorrow. It's not far, just a few stops. We have a car, so we can come and go anytime. Dad, you should get your driver's license quickly. It will be convenient to pick up Mom and my sister from school."

This was a trap. By sending his sister and mother to a different community and encouraging his father to get familiar with the car, he could gradually change their lifestyle. It was better to do it gradually than to suddenly move them to a better place. Of course, he also wanted the little sisters to receive better education and improvement. The environment here was good for raising independent and hardworking children from poor families, but it might not be suitable for two girls who had been on the streets for over a year.

Liu Shufen was tempted. Going to work in her husband's car every day would be so comfortable!

"I'm not going!" A nearly stereo voice came from the door!

One voice was tearful, the other stubborn. Bak turned around, and the expressions on their faces confirmed their different personalities and emotions.

The older sister, who seemed quiet and experienced, was actually more dependent. She frowned, tears streaming down her face, and came over to grab Bak's arm, whispering: "You don't want us anymore?" She was about to cry.

The younger sister also grabbed Bak's arm, pouting: "You said you would always be with us!" She was whining.

Bak could tell the difference between the sisters without looking at them. He sat on a small stool, pulled them onto his lap: "That's our own house, bought for 700,000. If we didn't have enough money, I would have borrowed from you. Now, Zhou's sister is staying there, and you are the owners too. You can go and look after it, right?"

He was trying to convince the children, and their eyes indeed showed some doubt: "Really?"

Bak pulled his mother over to add to his persuasion: "Mom will move in too. You can all try it out. If you can get used to the life there or learn something from Zhou's sister, she also encountered a bad person and stabbed him fiercely..." He drew a line across his chest, completely shifting the children's focus: "Ah...?" Their eyes were full of admiration!

Indeed, the little girls, who had been brought back from a nearly brutal mother's death, had a subconscious admiration for violence and self-defense. Bak had noticed that both sisters had the habit of carrying small knives, a problem he hoped to discuss and improve with Zhou Xiaoli.

Liu Shufen quickly supported her son: "Go, go. We'll pack our things and move in tomorrow morning before going to school."

Bak promised: "You can come back here anytime. Both places are home. We'll renovate the other house later and move in together?"

Xiao Yi, who was almost crying, pulled him to make a pinky promise, a childish gesture that brought some peace.

Xiao Zhao, being more cunning, asked for more conditions: "We have to eat together every day..."

Bak reluctantly agreed: "We can eat out, but we shouldn't disturb Zhou's sister too much."

The sisters decided to see the place first.

However, the next morning, Bak changed the license plate on the street. The Passat was a common car, and the various models under the Volkswagen brand looked similar. After hitting someone, he had to be cautious about the license plate.

He didn't think it was illegal; the car was practically a black car.

After all, those troublemakers might not let it go after being hit. He had to be cautious.

But Bak underestimated Zhou Xiaoli's spunk.

In the morning, everything went well. When they moved in, Zhou Xiaoli's mother was cleaning the house, saying her daughter had gone to the headquarters in the city early and would start work in the afternoon. She was happy to hear Bak's arrangement: "Good! It's better to have more people at home..." When she saw the two lively little girls, she couldn't resist touching them: "You're much prettier than Xiao Li when she was young. I'll help you get dressed!" When it came to beauty and dressing, Du Wenhui, who was about the same age as Liu Shufen, was much more skilled.

Bak meant it: "Can you stay as a nanny? We don't have experience with girls, and you don't have to go to the mall. Consider this as the salary I pay for my sister."

Du Wenhui looked deeply at Bak: "We haven't even discussed the rent, and you're offering me a salary? Talk to Xiao Li about it."

Bak didn't argue, finished his instructions, and went to work. Liu Shufen carefully examined the new house and then took the excited little girls to school.

The busy car wash peak continued until lunchtime. Bak saw Zhou Xiaoli jump off the bus, wearing a new baseball cap, a new black suit with a white shirt, and black stockings that the car wash workers often praised. She carried a black lady's briefcase and a box of pastries, standing at the car wash entrance and waving at him: "Here! I bought you some wife cakes!"

Amidst the whistles of the workers, the black beauty launched her attack without hesitation!

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**End of Chapter**