It was those human traffickers who pushed her into an abyss from which she could never return.
The subsequent series of disasters and pain turned her world into Hell.
Gu Qiaoqiao's eyes blazed with towering rage and hatred.
That voice, those scars, she would never forget them, not even if she lived several lifetimes.
In her previous life, those traffickers had long since vanished into the vast sea of people.
She hadn't seen their faces clearly, but she remembered that scar.
Later, she only found one of them; the others were still at large, still trafficking human lives and committing heinous evils that deserved no forgiveness.
Gu Qiaoqiao slowly raised her head, taking deep breaths until she completely concealed the hatred in her eyes, and then calmly walked towards the carriage.
She slowly took her seat, turned to meet Qin Yize's inquiring gaze, and Gu Qiaoqiao softly shook her head, "I'm fine now…"
