Bai Yafei, whose mind is always quick, thought of a certain possibility and couldn't help but feel a chill.

The two cars drove them directly into a spacious corridor. After they got out, the driver drove off. The pretty young girl led them through the corridor, and before they could even observe their surroundings, they were led to a room that looked like a reception room. A kind-faced middle-aged woman, who appeared to be in her forties or fifties, was waiting there. When she saw the group enter, she greeted them with a smile: "Miss Yushu, did you catch a cold on the way? Have a bowl of this ginger soup later."

The pretty little girl, nicknamed Naonao and named Han Yushu, waved her hand dismissively: "I don't need it. Aunt Zhang, when have you ever seen me sick?"

Turning to the people behind her, she said, "Aunt Zhang will take you to take a bath and change your clothes later, and drink some ginger soup to warm you up. The rain probably won't stop anytime soon, so you might have to stay here tonight."

Aunt Zhang stepped forward at the opportune moment and said gently to the several disheveled young people, "Come with me."

The group was a bit reserved and didn't have the courage to look around. Since they didn't seem like a human trafficking gang, they relaxed and followed Aunt Zhang away like little quails with their eyes down. Han Yushu skipped out the door, walked through the long mahogany corridor, turned in another direction, and came to a quaint two-story building. As soon as she entered, she shouted loudly, "Mom, Mom, I've completed my mission!"

As her voice faded, a slender figure appeared on the second-floor staircase. Her long hair was tied up, and she wore a smoky blue cheongsam that accentuated her stunning figure. She looked like a fairy princess who had stepped out of an ancient painting. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, was somewhat similar to Han Yushu's, showing no signs of aging. At first glance, she and Han Yushu looked like sisters. Only her deep, ancient eyes made it clear that they were definitely not the eyes of a teenage girl.

Tang Xiaoxiao snapped at him, "Stop making such a racket! Your dad's sleeping, don't disturb him."

Han Yushu's big eyes darted around mischievously for a moment, then she made a zipping motion to her mouth and asked, "Daddy, you don't have to walk anymore this time, right?"

"You can rest for a while now." Tang Xiaoxiao walked to the sofa on the first floor and sat down. She gestured for the little girl to sit next to her and asked, "Have the other children been taken care of?"

"Aunt Zhang took them to rest. They've suffered a lot."

Tang smiled and asked, "Look at them, do you still want to go on a budget trip in two months?"

Han Yushu hugged her mother's arm in a flattering manner and said, "I'm lucky, I won't be as unlucky as them."

Tang Xiaoxiao tapped her forehead: "They were lucky enough to have our family send a car to pick them up, and you call that bad luck? If you went on a budget trip and encountered any accidents or dangers, would you expect a benefactor to help you?"

"You can't imagine how dangerous the outside world is. With your mediocre skills, let alone an irresistible natural disaster, do you really think you can escape unscathed from a few petty thieves?"

The area around Yunxiao Villa was covered with surveillance cameras. The surveillance room spotted the young people as soon as they appeared on the outskirts of the villa, which is why the two cars arrived so promptly when the group was soaked and disheveled by the heavy rain.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that there was a pickup truck to carry those people's mountain bikes?

To reassure them and help them get on the bus without fear, Han Yushu volunteered to go along to pick them up.