Song Rushuang smiled maliciously:

"You must ask clearly. Maybe you were picked up. Otherwise, when you grow up, everything in the Song family will belong to me, and you will have no choice but to beg on the street."

Song Rushuang doesn't care about being the daughter of the Song family or the Song family's property.

I said this just to scare the little black fat guy in front of me.

After all, Song Dabao is just a child of five or six years old.

Although he looks big and strong, he is still a child at heart.

Song Dabao burst into tears.

"You're lying. I don't want to beg for food!"

Song Rushuang nodded seriously:

"Am I lying? You don't even need to go back and ask your mother. Just ask the kids around you. Who do they think looks more like the Song family's child?"

The children around looked at Song Dabao and Song Rushuang with curiosity.

After a while, the child who had just spoken shouted loudly:

"You really don't look like your father, Song Dabao. You weren't really picked up from the trash by your mother and father, were you?"

These kids like to bully others so much, so of course they don’t just like to bully one person.

They like to bully whoever is more interesting.

Unfortunately, Song Dabao's interesting "life story" immediately attracted all the attention of these bad kids.

Song Dabao's dark face showed a hint of panic.

Song Rushuang didn't need to say anything more, as he already began to doubt himself.

He doesn't want to be thrown out when he grows up!

Song Dabao glared at Song Rushuang and said something viciously:

"If you have the guts, don't leave. I'll let my mother take care of you!"

He twisted his fat body and ran away.

Although he was fat, his running speed was not slow at all.

In a short while, it had disappeared completely.

As for the remaining children around, Song Rushuang didn't even take them seriously.

She looked around casually, tilted her head and asked curiously:

"You all should know what his mother's temper is like, right? If Song Dabao really brings his mother here later, won't she scold you to death?"

The children shrank their necks.

Naturally, they knew Xu Jiao better than Song Rushuang.

He also knew clearly how powerful Xu Jiao was when she started to act like a spoiled brat.

If she knew that they were making fun of Song Dabao, she would not care whether they were children or not, she would definitely chase them and beat and scold them.

Children are naturally afraid of adults.

So, after Song Rushuang's reminder, the children scattered and ran away.

Before leaving, the child closest to them actually wanted to kick the child lying on the ground who was being bullied by them.

How could Song Rushuang bear it?

She rushed over and pushed the child away without any hesitation.

"What are you doing? Bullying a kid?!"

Song Rushuang sneered repeatedly:

"I think you're older than me, right? You're a boy, and you can't even handle a little girl. Others will just think you're useless!"

The child seemed to be frightened by Song Rushuang's aura. For a moment, he stood there timidly, not daring to run or speak.

"You, and those little brats just now, why do you want to bully others?"

"We all think he's not a human, but a monster. Otherwise, why would he be so handsome?"

"What? You think you can bully someone just because they're good-looking?"

Song Rushuang almost doubted her own ears.

How old is the child?

It is one thing to have a concept of beauty and ugliness, and it is another to feel jealous and bully others.

I guess the people in their family are not honest in their dealings with others, and the children follow their example and learn from them.

"You are truly hopeless! If he were a monster, he would have eaten you all long ago!"

The child stared at Song Rushuang in a daze.

For some reason, he always felt that the little girl in front of him, who was half a head shorter than him, was not like a child, but like an elder.

The most severe kind.

Song Rushuang got angry just looking at him.

"Why are you staring at me? Hurry up and leave? Are you waiting to be scolded?!"

She shouted fiercely, scaring the little ghost in front of her so much that he ran away in panic.

After all the annoying little ghosts around ran away, Song Rushuang quickly turned around, walked quickly to Lin Qianyi, and asked worriedly:

"Little boy, how are you? Are you okay?"

This was the first sentence she said to Lin Qianyi.

kid?

Lin Qianyi raised his head and his eyes fell on Song Rushuang through the mud in front of his eyes.

A soft and sticky dumpling?

This was Lin Qianyi’s first feeling when he saw Song Rushuang.

This was probably the most beautiful and lovely girl he had ever seen.

Am I already dead?

Song Rushuang looked at Lin Qianyi anxiously. Even though his face was covered with mud and bruises, it was not difficult to see that he had a good foundation.

Especially those peach blossom eyes, which are really bright and detailed.

"Little boy, can you hear me?"

Lin Qianyi still didn't speak.

Song Rushuang suddenly thought of something.

She thought that Lin Qianyi didn't speak, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't know how to speak.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you away from here first."

Of course, Song Rushuang wouldn't be stupid enough to wait here for Fatty Song to come with her mother.

She didn't want to argue with that mistress.

After all, I am still a child.

If you really go against her, there will definitely be no good result.

Lin Qianyi felt that he should resist.

But he really didn't have any strength left.

In addition, he could also feel strong kindness from Song Rushuang.

So, he really followed Song Rushuang and stood up obediently, and then with Song Rushuang's support, he limped towards the alley entrance.

I'm only two steps away from walking out of the alley.

Song Rushuang even saw her mother's back.

In just that brief moment, before Song Rushuang could even utter a single word, she watched helplessly as a group of masked people covered Lin Qianyi's mouth.

At the critical moment, she knew that if she made a sound, her mother would definitely hear it.

However, this group of people clearly saw her intention.

Just before she was about to speak, her mouth was covered by someone.

In just a moment, Song Rushuang's mind was full of changes. She thought of many people and many things.

In the end, she regretted that she shouldn't have instigated her mother to come to Los Angeles to find that scumbag; and she shouldn't have disobeyed her mother and run around everywhere.

In the end, she only came up with one idea.

It’s over, I’m afraid I’ve encountered human traffickers.

Song Rushuang was abducted by a mysterious group of people right under her mother's nose.

God knows how anxious her mother will be when she realizes that she is missing.