Chapter Ninety-Two: Picking Up Sarava

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Her crying appearance made Liu Tieqiu's heart soften.

Eventually, he got into the car and sat next to Shalava, not saying a word.

Their convoy has already moved and is looking for agencies to help the refugees.

Shalava, who was next to her, noticed that Liu Tieqiu seemed to be staying with her by default, and she was overjoyed, because if she was kicked out of the car by Liu Tieqiu, President Nejadika would definitely punish her.

"Shalava, why do you use Chinese?"

After about seven or eight minutes of travel, Liu Tieqiu, who had been silent, finally asked her the first question.

Sarava hurriedly explained, and by the way, she also told her own background.

It turned out that she was originally a young lady from a wealthy family, well-educated since she was a child, and proficient in Chinese, French, English and other languages, but unfortunately in the continuous wars, her relatives died one after another, and the family was completely ruined, causing her to become a refugee at a young age and have been living a precarious life.

After listening to her story, Liu Tieqiu did have some sympathy for him, but he was more cautious and ordered Huang Dalong to investigate her life after that to make sure that she was not a spy agent or anything.

Soon, Huang Dalong searched for all the information related to Shalava, and finally confirmed that she was just a gift from President Nejadicka, and there was no other identity.

Since this is the case, Liu Tieqiu plans to officially take her in.

"Alright then, Shalava, you have nowhere to go, just stay with me, no one will bully you anymore."

Shalava's face was surprised when she heard this, and her brown eyes radiated a light of pure joy.

"Thank you, Mr. Iron Ball King, Sarawa will take good care of your food, clothing!"

Liu Tieqiu heard this and didn't say anything more.

Sarawa sat obediently on the side, her pretty face as calm as water.

When Liu Tieqiu turned his head, he noticed her quiet side, although she was an exotic beauty, but her various temperaments had that typical oriental color.

After a long silence, Sharava noticed that the convoy had never left the city of Baghdad, and she boldly asked:

"Mr. Iron Ball King, where are we going?"

Just then, the convoy stopped.

"This is it, come with me."

Liu Tieqiu got out of the car, and Shalawa followed, but when she looked up, the banner on the house opposite was very familiar.

United Nations Refugee Relief Centre in Iraq.

These were the words on that banner, and Sarava had been here many times to ask for the necessary help.

"Sarava, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Tieqiu saw her staring at the refugee relief agency motionless, and asked strangely, but he quickly understood the reason.

"It's okay, Sarava is fine."

She replied a few times, hurriedly followed Liu Tieqiu's side, and lowered her head.

Liu Tieqiu knew that she was crying, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly:

"Don't cry, that's all in the past."

Then the two of them walked in side by side.

When he heard that Liu Tieqiu was going to donate money to the refugee relief organization, the staff inside hurriedly became enthusiastic about him.

"Sir, please, we'll make a registration for you."

Soon, they entered a separate room.

"Sir, how much do you want to donate to the Iraqi refugees?"

In the room, Liu Tieqiu said bluntly:

"Five million dollars."

"How much?"

Suddenly, the staff member thought he had misheard and couldn't help but ask again.

"Five million dollars."

Hearing Liu Tieqiu's words again, the staff believed that they had heard correctly.

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, but what is your name? I'm going to register here. ā€

The staff continued to ask, Liu Tieqiu thought about it and did not say his real name.

"Iron Ball King."

"What?"

The staff was shocked at this time, and asked again without confirmation.

"Iron Ball King."

Seeing this, Liu Tieqiu could only answer impatiently.

Immediately after that, the staff member grabbed his hand excitedly and exclaimed:

"Oh my God, you're the Iron Ball King? The last time we received a donation of one million dollars, it was also in your name, but I didn't expect you to donate another five million dollars today, which is really touching! ā€

The enthusiasm of the staff made Liu Tieqiu a little uncomfortable, and Shalawa next to her was looking at Liu Tieqiu at the moment, her pretty face was full of surprise and emotion. As a refugee background, she knows all too well how much the money can help refugees.

Later, the staff found a helper to take pictures of Liu Tieqiu, and they will publish it in the newspaper tomorrow, but Liu Tieqiu decisively refused.

"It's inevitable to report, you collect this money, I'll go first."

Liu Tieqiu immediately transferred the $5 million he had just received to the refugee relief agency, and took Shalawa with him. Only the staff of the refugee shelter were left to chase them out and watch them leave.

It didn't take long for their convoy to return to Sarabai, which had been the site of Liu Tieqiu, and a large number of residents had poured in to live and the economy was recovering.

After all, there are not many places like Sarabeth where you can make a living and be safe, because even terrorists don't dare to come here. Compared to their capital, Baghdad, although they can make a living, there are often bomb attacks, which make people's lives miserable.

Shalawa, who was next to Liu Tieqiu, felt all this and began to have a better impression of Liu Tieqiu, what she once dreamed of was to have such a peaceful place.

"Mr. Iron Ball King, Sara Bai is really lucky to have a master like you!"

Liu Tieqiu turned his head to look at her, looked at her pure and clear brown pupils, and suddenly touched it with one hand.

This made Sarava's delicate body tremble, but she immediately felt that Liu Tieqiu had just stroked the long curly hair in her ear.

Liu Tieqiu's hand was very light, and Shalawa relaxed again.

"Mr. Iron Ball King, you, you can do anything to me......"

At this moment, with Liu Tieqiu's intimate actions, Shalawa suddenly blushed, and spit out a timid word in her mouth.

Why do you say that again? Did Nejadika force you to say that? Don't say that again. ā€

Liu Tieqiu stroked and sorted out the long hair around her ear, just to comfort her who had suffered from the war. Presumably, over the years, she must have tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

Hearing this, Shalawa felt Liu Tieqiu's kindness and bowed her head silently.

Liu Tieqiu stopped and quietly looked at her peerless beauty. It's hard to imagine that after so much human suffering, she can still maintain such a pure and beautiful side.