The little girl sobbed: "I have a little sister who was sold here from a trafficker with me. She suddenly disappeared two days ago. I am so worried about her..."

Little sisters?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes immediately fell on the piece of paper that fell at the little girl's feet.

When she came in just now, the little girl was holding the piece of paper, reading it and crying.

Yang Ruoqing leaned down and picked up the paper on the ground. On the other side of the paper was a portrait.

She is also a childish little girl.

His eyes glanced at the little girl's facial features, and a familiar feeling arose spontaneously.

She was convinced that she had never seen the little girl in the painting before.

When she saw the small black mole on the corner of the little girl's mouth on the drawing, a bolt of lightning flashed through her mind.

Wang Ling’s daughter?
Chapter completed!