"That's good, there's no need to waste time on that kind of person. Qin Yun, let's go to the slums in the southern part of the city. Xiu Niang should be living there." As Gu Qingxue spoke, she and Qin Yun headed south of the city.
When they reached the south of the city, Gu Qingxue realized that the slums in Wuji City were simpler and cruder than she had imagined. There were no houses here, only tents set up one after another.
Gu Qingxue's expression froze, and she stood there in silence, not moving.
Qin Yun came forward with a worried expression. "Young Miss, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. I'm just a little uncomfortable thinking that my child might be living in such a place all the time." Gu Qingxue took a deep breath, but she still could not suppress the dull pain in her heart.
