The third one...
There's a third person!?
"There's someone else!?"
Chen Changchun's pupils suddenly constricted, his hair stood on end, and he stared intently at Old Li.
"Yes, there must be. Without the boss caring for them, those two would have starved to death long ago."
Old Li looked at the girl's corpse and swallowed, appearing somewhat afraid.
But after hearing Chen Changchun's voice, he forced himself to calm down and spoke:
"The boss's name is Wu Yong, he's 23 years old."
"The three are not biological siblings. Years ago, the boss found Xiaoya while picking up garbage, couldn't find anyone to adopt her, so he raised her himself."
"Later on, when Sixth was about ten, he went mad with hunger and tried to steal from the boss. The boss caught him and gave him a beating, but didn't drive him away."
"Somehow, the three of them started living together."
Old Li spoke slowly, and as his words resonated, the expressions on everyone's faces turned uglier.
