CHAPTER 353: CHAPTER 333: DON’T BE AFRAID, I’LL TAKE YOU HOME

The desperate and fragile cry echoed, and Jiang Ruan felt her soul shake violently.

A thin girl was within reach, sharing the same bloodline as her.

Yes, they were siblings.

"Stop!"

Her mind still reeling from the shock of the word "sibling," Jiang Ruan reflexively opened her mouth to scold.

But those two Black men didn’t understand Chinese.

They didn’t know she was speaking to them.

They still dragged the girl, trying to walk outside.

But the girl heard it.

She heard her say "stop."

She heard her call for help.

The girl’s eyes brimmed with excited tears, her dusty lips trembling; the sense of seeing light in despair enveloped her entire soul.

Realizing they couldn’t understand her words, Jiang Ruan urgently spoke to the bodyguard: "Get them to stop."

"I want this girl."

"She’s like us, someone from our country. I can’t look on helplessly as she meets a terrible fate."

The bodyguards, assigned to protect Jiang Ruan, had received orders from Bao Ye.

Follow her every command.

If there’s trouble, call him.

"Yes, Miss Jiang," the bodyguard replied.

After speaking, the bodyguard went directly forward, the black suit and tie giving him an imposing presence, looking not easy to provoke.

At this moment, he grasped one of the Black men’s arms.

Speaking incessantly in a South African language Jiang Ruan didn’t understand.

But she could read the expressions.

The Black men were unhappy.

Their voices were much louder.

But Bao Ye’s people were not pushovers.

The bodyguard looked back, and the other five bodyguards quickly approached, surrounding the two Black men.

For ordinary people, encountering such a scene might be frightening.

But these two Black men happened to be leaders of a tribe in South Africa.

In their bones, they had the bloodthirsty nature of beasts.

Being surrounded, rather than showing fear, they laughed loudly, becoming excited.

Jiang Ruan frowned, sensing these two men wouldn’t be easily forced away.

More unexpectedly, after arguing with the bodyguards for a while, the two Black men, humiliated and furious, directly threw the little girl to the side and clashed with the bodyguards.

"Ah!" the screams of surrounding women were heard.

Six bodyguards in black fought with the two Black men, smashing many things.

Jiang Ruan suddenly became nervous, but she thought, six against two, there should be no problem.

Jiang Ruan’s sharp eyes noticed the little girl trembling on the side after being tossed aside. She moved forward without hesitation.

Blocked by the bodyguards, the Black men could only watch as she approached their prey.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ruan squatted in front of the girl, asking her gently.

The girl looked up, tears streaming down. She sobbed and cried, "I’m okay, thank you, sister, for saving me."

"How did you end up here?" Jiang Ruan asked.

On being asked this question, hatred flashed in the girl’s eyes, tightly biting her lip: "I was sold here by my stepmother."

"Afraid I’d fight her for property, she lied to my dad, saying she was taking me out to play, then tied me up and sold me here."

After all, she was just a teenage girl.

Impossible to control her emotions.

As she spoke, she couldn’t help crying again.

"Sob sob sob..."

Her tears were like raindrops on a pear blossom.

She said in despair, "I thought of ways to escape, but I couldn’t. Someone watches us 24/7. If they find me trying to escape, they whip me, burn me with candles, see my arms and legs, full of scars."

The little girl tugged on her clothes to show her.

The terrifying wounds were right in front of her.

The whip marks were one after another.

Jiang Ruanren was directly stunned.

It’s imaginable what inhumane experiences she had after being sold here.

Jiang Ruan felt deeply hurt, raising her hand to rub her hair, suppressing the moisture in her eyes.

"Don’t be afraid, sister will take you home."