"Hideous? Did that word even apply to her? If she was hideous, there would be no beauties left in the world."
Qin Mei saw that Qin Xiang was about to leave and anxiously lunged at him.
Stumbling, Qin Xiang reflexively spun around to support her. Taking advantage of the moment, Qin Mei slid down, locked her arms tightly around his thigh, and parked herself right on the top of his foot.
"I'm not a mute. Take me with you," Qin Mei demanded.
Ah Hu's pupils shrank abruptly as he stared at her in astonishment. She could speak? She had been faking it and had completely played them for fools. When a human trafficker met a con artist, how were they supposed to break the stalemate?
He glanced at Aunt Lan Hua. There wasn't a trace of surprise on her face; she clearly knew about this all along. Suddenly, a strong premonition of dread welled up within him.
Aunt Lan Hua, on the other hand, was just deeply moved. Qin Mei was so good to her husband's niece, even willing to risk her own life.
