Qiao An's heart bled at this.
Tears flickered in her eyes. "Qianyu, you could have fled."
Qianyu smiled bitterly. "Of course, I fled. I fled again and again, but every time I was caught by him, I was beaten up. Later, he simply tied me to the bed with a chain and didn't dress me. Later, I had a high fever on a winter night and was unconscious. He didn't have the money to treat me, but he was afraid that I would die in his house, so he found his relative who had sold me to him and asked him to buy me back."
"The relative was shocked to see me like this. He also regretted selling me to that animal. But he didn't dare tell my father about my mother's situation; he was afraid that my father would punish him."
"Therefore, he secretly treated my illness. After I recovered, he gave me to a rich person. I remember that on the day I left, he said to me happily I could enjoy life this time as the person I was given to was rich and not perverted."
