Shanshan and Jian Manhui had been jostled around for a whole day and two nights before they were disgracefully dumped in a dilapidated temple. Both of them were covered in dirt, their hair was a mess, and their faces were streaked as if painted like a cat's.
Especially Shanshan, who looked just like an abandoned child, pitiful and forlorn. Despite having gone through these terrifying events, she stubbornly pursed her lips and didn't cry out even once. Her eyes were red with the effort of holding back tears, which made Jian Manhui's heart ache for her.
The child was stronger than she had imagined...
After the four foreign men threw them on the ground, they raised their hands and ripped off the tape from their mouths.
Jian Manhui took two deep breaths of air, then shouted breathlessly, "Who are you? What you are doing is illegal!!"
"Illegal?" one of the foreign men said in accented Chinese.
