However, the reason that everyone gathered around was rather unusual. It was said that the child's background was very complicated. He was sold to a brothel as an infant and raised there. He was not even ten years old yet, but he had already been trained to sing and dance. Later, he met a good family and was redeemed. However, not long after, the wealthy woman fell seriously ill. Everyone packed their bags and ran away, leaving him all alone in the brothel.

Yu Qianqian squeezed and pushed her way through the crowd, putting in all her effort, but after a long while she still hadn't moved an inch. Finally, she tossed out a thick wad of silver notes, and in a fit of rage, shouted towards the center of the crowd, "Money's falling! Everyone come and see, whose silver notes are these…"

High prices always have a powerful effect, and everything turned out exactly as she expected. The moment she uttered those words, everyone present rushed off to grab the silver notes, leaving her, the old woman, and the orphan standing in the middle of the street, one kneeling and one standing, staring at each other.

This glance brought their eyes together one-on-one. The child glanced at Yu Qianqian, a strange light flashing in his eyes, but the miserable crying continued.

"Madam, my mother will start to stink if she isn't buried soon. Please, have mercy! I'm willing to work like a cow or a horse for you to repay this great kindness..." He looked up at Yu Qianqian with tears in his eyes, crying even harder.

At this moment, looking closely at the child, Yu Qianqian finally saw his face clearly. She felt a chill run down her spine, and goosebumps and hair all over her body stood up at the same time. She was suddenly filled with an unprecedented sense of fear.

However... what frightened her was not the current unexpected situation, but the child's appearance. His eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose, and mouth looked exactly like hers, and even his expression was the same.

She looked at him, involuntarily covering her mouth and nose. The more she looked, the more her face resembled her own. It was as if she were seeing herself as a child again. But he was clearly a young boy just coming of age; how could he look so much like her? Such a strange thing could happen, but it seemed a bit far-fetched…

Yu Qianqian took a step back, then stepped forward again, pointing at the wailing child and exclaiming, "You... what's your name? Where are you from?"

“My name is Yu Linlang…” he sobbed as he knelt down, step by step, and approached Yu Qianqian. “I was thrown into a brothel when I was a child. I spent my days with a group of girls and never saw what my biological parents looked like. Big sister, why don’t you buy me? I will definitely repay your great kindness in this life and serve you as a cow or a horse in the next life.”

Yu Qianqian felt her empty purse and was about to speak when she saw some people nearby who were enjoying the show and were egging her on: "What is she hesitating for? This child has already been pitiful enough. If she still refuses to help him, she would be too heartless."

Yu Qianqian looked in the direction of the noise and immediately snapped out of her daze. She smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I was in such a hurry when I left this morning that I didn't have time to bring any money. Besides, there are other people here. They are kind-hearted and it's no problem for them to contribute more money. They can also help you buy a carriage so you can do some legitimate business to support yourself."