"So, you mean Cheng Yao was also one of the children from the orphanage?"
Su Wanxin tried hard to recall, but no matter what, she couldn't find even a trace of memory of knowing this person before.
"Cheng Yao still needs to be confirmed, but there's one person I'm very sure about; she was sold not long after you left the orphanage."
Su Wanxin's eyes darkened slightly as an image of a person surfaced in her mind.
"It's just as you thought, that child was bought in the second month after you left."
The girl who shared the same birth date as Su Wanxin, came so close to escaping hell, yet ultimately fell short and couldn't get out.
"Then..." Su Wanxin gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and struggled to calm her emotions. "Where is she now?"
"Dead." Unfortunately, things didn't go as hoped, and Fu Shihan didn't give her the answer she wanted. "She died many years ago."
