Qingci's Final Wish. As he spoke, Jiang Che unhurriedly unzipped the Hermès briefcase beside him.
Using the bag as cover, he silently took a slightly yellowed kraft-paper envelope from his system storage.
He gently held the envelope out to Lin Youchu.
"He had a habit during his lifetime—he would meticulously copy the names of every child he had sponsored into a handwritten registry."
"This envelope contains a copy of that registry, and it just so happens to include your name, Student Lin."
In order to make this little act of "entrusting an orphan on one's deathbed" utterly flawless, Jiang Che had long used the system's forgery function to perfectly imitate the handwriting of Bai Ye, the Child of Destiny.
In truth, Bai Ye had sponsored only a handful of impoverished students over the years.
But that did not stop Jiang Che from filling this forged handwritten registry with over a hundred vividly convincing fictional names.
Lin Youchu trembled as she extended her small hands, covered in thin calluses, and carefully accepted the kraft-paper envelope as though she were holding the heaviest holy relic in the world.
The shimmering tears welling in her eyes completely blurred her vision.
Lin Youchu forcefully sniffed back her aching tears, raised a hand to wipe them away haphazardly, and only then pulled the registry from the envelope and read down it line by line.
"Li Ruoqi, Wang Tiezhu, Zhang Xiaohua, Chen Zixuan, Zhao Yuting, Lin Youchu..."
As she looked at those names, each neatly written in fountain pen, and at that elegant handwriting she knew so well—the handwriting she had seen countless times in his letters—
Lin Youchu's shoulders began to shake violently beyond her control.
Although she had always known that the mysterious Mr. Q was a kind and charitable man, she had never