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Chapter 603

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After Qing You went missing, her parents had spent almost all of their fortune to find her. They were poor but Liu Tie and his wife, who was Qing You's mother, had never given up on searching for their missing daughter.

Those who had not experienced it would never be able to understand.

Seeing a living person disappear forever in his own world, knowing that she was still alive, but there was no one to respond to his cries.

The feeling was even worse than knowing that she was dead.

Especially if you were captured by human traffickers. You would never know where you would be taken and what you would be done after being captured by human traffickers.

Children from Luo Village were often abducted. Some might even be taken into the car and driven away.

Some of the children who were taken away would have their limbs chopped off, or even their eyes gouged out, making them half-crippled. Then, the traffickers would put the crippled children in a lively market and make up a series of stories, so that passersby would take pity on the crippled children and give them money to them.

The children would grow up gradually. Many of the elderly and children begging in the market could not speak and were controlled by the human traffickers.

Of course, the pitiful money from begging on the streets would eventually be taken away by the despicable human traffickers.

However, if one saw these poor children or elderly on the streets, one must lend a helping hand because one yuan or five yuan might save them from a brutal beating.

This kind of thing happened frequently even in modern times, let alone in 1998 and 1999.

What was different was that Qing You was abducted directly to the organization.

She was lucky enough to survive and was chosen by Snake.Lizard instead. She survived due to her talent.

Of course, there were only a handful of people who were as lucky as Qing You.

When Qing You's mother heard that someone in the village had seen a girl who looked like Qing You kneeling on the road in Xin City, begging blindly, as a mother, she rushed to Xin City without a word. She did not even inform Qing You's father, Liu Tie, about it.

It was still night then. The sky was dark and it was raining. When she reached Xin City, Qing You's mother accidentally stepped on a construction site of a sewer in her haste. The construction workers probably thought that no one would walk around at night so they did not even put up a warning sign.

In the end, Qing You's mother lost her footing and fell because she was in a hurry.

By the time he was fished up again, he was already cold.

Liu Ziyun and Liu Qi hated their little sister to the core. She had lost her mother at such a young age, and had died just like that.

It was not long before Qing You came back in one piece.

How could he not be angry? How could he not hate him!

"Scram! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Now that our family is living well, why did you come back? How could she have the face to come back? Wasn't it enough that he killed his mother?! Do you want to kill my dad too?! Liu Xin, get lost! You don't deserve to be surnamed Liu! "Liu Ziyun's emotions were raging as he pointed at Qing You and scolded.

Unlike Liu Qi, Liu Ziyun's relationship with his mother was the deepest.

Liu Ziyun scolded Qing You because his mother's death was indirectly related to Qing You.

Liu Qi hated Qing You as well but the main reason she hated her was because she was afraid that Qing You would come back and steal her brother and father's love from her.

The more Liu Ziyun spoke, the more resentful he felt. His face was flushed and he reached out to slap Qing You.

Qing You did not resist. If one looked closely, her eyes were already wet.

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