The man guarding the mother and daughter warned them, then slammed the door shut.
"Xiao Li, I'm sorry, it's Mom who hurt you." Once the door was closed, Mrs. Cheng looked at Cheng Li with a guilty face and began to cry.
She initially thought the middle-aged man and the young man before were kind-hearted, but didn't expect them to be so sinister, selling her and her daughter off.
Now, they were locked in here, surrounded by their people, simply a cry in the wilderness.
Thinking of Flower Lady's words earlier, Mrs. Cheng felt uneasy again. Clearly, they were going to be sold off, but the thought of where they were being sold to filled her with fear.
Although she was not knowledgeable, she had heard of people being sold to such places.
At her age, it didn't matter much. But Cheng Li was different, she was still young. Thinking about how her carelessness harmed Cheng Li, Mrs. Cheng felt more and more regretful and guilty.
"Xiao Li, it's all Mom's fault, I'm sorry for you."
