"Who can prove my identity? My biological parents or adoptive parents? None of them can. I don't know them anymore. I lost contact with them more than 20 years ago. As for the government, they only want us foreigners to leave this place, especially since we can't prove our identities. We're a source of instability in society."
"Is that so?" Chu Ning whispered to herself.
She clenched her fists subconsciously.
Chu Ning finally understood why Old Fang and the other homeless people were so terrified when they saw her.
These miserable people did not have a single easy day. They were bullied all the time and could not to reason with anyone.
The sense of fragmentation made Chu Ning a little absent-minded for a moment.
The scene of the charity gala the previous night was still fresh in her mind.
Those rich people would casually waste some resources that these tramps could only imagine.
