Even before the door to the room was opened, the sound of children's intermittent sobbing could be heard from inside. He Xingzhi's heart clenched immediately.
The police officer opened the door and was about to point out which little girl was He Hongni, but even after three years, He Xingzhi instantly recognized his sister among the group of girls.
"Hongni!" he called out, rushing over to her. But as soon as he held her, she began struggling violently.
"You're not my brother! I don't want to recognize you! Didn't you already sell me?" she screamed, trying to escape He Xingzhi's embrace.
The other children quickly ran over, crowding around and trying to pry He Xingzhi's hands off, attempting to rescue He Hongni from him.
"Let her go! You bad guy, let go of Xiangxiang!"
"She's not Xiangxiang, she's my sister, He Hongni!" He Xingzhi retorted anxiously.