"Going home?"
Ha, the Xu sisters glanced at each other, Xu Xiaowan smiled wryly at herself and said, "Where do we sisters have a home? When we were four years old, our parents died in a car accident. From that moment on, we were fostered at our uncle's house."
"The uncle's family was never kind to us. They made us work in the fields early on, but even so, they gave me very little to eat, and my aunt often made cutting remarks, saying that we two were a lost cause..."
"Just recently, our uncle got in touch with someone in Juancheng and sold us to a bath center. This is how our sisters ended up in this predicament..."
As she spoke, the Xu sisters began to cry, their hearts aching as they recalled their sad past and recent experiences.
Zhou Qing lit another cigarette, with furrowed brows. Looking at the sisters' tearful condition, they didn't seem to be deceiving him, but rescuing them like this still seemed somewhat improper, didn't it?
