Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 222 Lost Younger Brother 7_1

Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Lost Younger Brother 7_1

It’s okay, even if she couldn’t dream, she could still search around the house to see if she could find any clues.

Xia Ningxing tried desperately to stay rational as she looked everywhere.

Lu Tingli also followed closely, searching together.

But there was nothing!

Nothing at all!

Not a single trace left behind!

They only found a small rattle that belonged to Tuanzi.

As for the human traffickers, they seemed to have evaporated from this world without a trace!

The world is so vast, who knows where the traffickers have gone, how to find them!

It was like looking for a needle in the ocean!

And even if they found the traffickers, who could say whether Tuanzi hadn’t been tormented to death.

Xia Ningxing finally broke down completely, gripping Tuanzi’s little rattle tightly in her hand as tears gushed forth like a surging flood, pouring out one after another.

But what use was crying!

Only the weak fucking cry their eyes out when things happen!

She desperately tried to wipe away her tears, but she couldn’t control her tear ducts at all.

Out of control!

Such a failure!

"Xia Ningxing, don’t cry, we will definitely find Tuanzi," Lu Tingli’s youthful face was tinted with urgency and sorrow as he quickly moved to her side, lifting his hand to her head, stroking her hair gently time and time again.

The moment he touched her, Xia Ningxing felt as if she, a wanderer in the dark, had encountered light and instantly turned to embrace him, her voice choked and hoarse, "Lu, I’m just afraid that Tuanzi... might not have any possibility of surviving now..."

She clung to him like a trembling quail.

Human traffickers, such cruel and inhumane three words.

Their hearts were cold and hard, like the stinking stones in the gutter, utterly inhuman, cold-blooded to the extreme. They never regarded the children they kidnapped as human beings but as livestock. Even if one or two died, they didn’t care, let alone take good care of them.

When Xia Ningxing thought of the sweet and adorable Tuanzi possibly no longer alive, she felt a murderous rage inside her.

Despite appearing calm all day, it was all her forcing herself to be so. She was just an ordinary child; how could she not be panicked, anxious, or scared in such a situation!

She thought that after knowing it was Fang Yuemei who stole the child, there was finally hope to find Tuanzi. But who would have expected it to end up in vain?

Hope dashed, a feeling far more disappointing than having no hope at all, a thousand times, a million times more so!

Lu Tingli could already feel that his clothes were soaked.

He might not have liked Tuanzi for peeing on him on the first day he was born, but that didn’t mean he was unmoved when he heard the kid was in trouble, especially when the little girl was crying so sadly.

His voice hoarse, he gently patted her back, "No, Tuanzi looks like he’s got the fortune to live a long life. He will be fine, definitely!"

He was never a boy who knew how to comfort others, but now he was trying hard to find the words, awkwardly consoling her, hoping it would make her feel a little better.

Listening to his words, something in the depths of Xia Ningxing’s heart suddenly calmed a lot. She wiped her tears and raised her reddened eyes to look at him, "You are the male lead, you carry the aura of the main character. Your words must work!"

"What?" Her words were sobbed out, each word a tangled mess, so Lu Tingli didn’t understand her clearly.

"Nothing, nothing..." Xia Ningxing realized she had just spoken carelessly. Fortunately, he didn’t hear clearly. Otherwise, her secret of book-transmigration would be exposed.

At this time, Xia Ningxing had not yet realized that in the future, she would personally reveal the great secret of book-transmigration to the young man in front of her.