I became the villain's deceased wife

Song Tian thought for a while and finally nodded:

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Xie Yunzhe spent so much manpower and energy there, but it might not be as effective as a word from the boss.

The only way to know whether he sold the person out is to go and ask.

Cuirong seemed to not believe that she could agree so readily.

After a long pause:

"But……

What should we do if he really sold us out? "

Not to mention that both of them are weak women who are powerless, if the troupe owner can sell her once, he can sell her twice.

Just say that Song Tian made so many efforts to save her.

Cuirong didn't want to implicate her anymore.

"Why don't I go by myself, so as not to implicate you later."

Song Tian kindly took the hairpin from her hand.

"Didn't you say that if he really sold you out, you would kill him for revenge?

I can help you."

As he said this, he turned around and took out a packet of medicine powder from the medicine box that Doctor Liu had given her.

“If you use a hairpin, you’ll easily hurt yourself.

I suggest you use this!"

This is the knockout drug that Doctor Liu gave her for self-defense.

There hasn't been any chance to use it along the way, so let Cuirong keep it ready this time.

Cuirong thought about it, then took it and stuffed it into the bun on top of her head.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

She had lived in the team for the first half of her life and had come to regard it as her home and the team owner as her family.

If he really sold it.

Even if it means risking my life, I will avenge the sisters who were trapped in the brothel.

But Xiaohua felt very embarrassed after hearing their plan.

"Madam, why did you go there when you knew it might be dangerous?

Why don’t I go and inform my uncle first? You will be safer if he is around…”

She couldn't quite understand Song Tian's behavior.

Song Tian took out a pair of purses she had just bought.

I poured most of the face powder I usually used for makeup into one of them.

He poured a little more into another pocket.

“If my husband is with me, if the boss is really colluding with the traffickers, he will not dare to act rashly, which will only lead to disaster.

But if there were only two of us weak women, he would have no scruples. "

As she spoke, she handed Xiaohua a purse containing a small amount of scented powder.

“Half an hour after we set out, you will take this sachet and go find Xie Yunzhe.

Let him go to Wuli Alley in the south of the city to find a troupe owner named Qian.

If he is fine, then we are fine..."

Xiaohua held the purse with a worried look on her face.

"But what if he has a problem?"

Madam, aren’t you just a sheep walking into a tiger’s mouth?

Song Tian smiled.

"If there is a problem, Xie Yunzhe will naturally know what to do when he sees this."

She held Xiaohua's hand comfortingly.

"Don't worry, Cuirong and I will be fine."

When Xie Yunzhe got into trouble, she had nowhere to turn to and was extremely anxious.

It was Cuirong who helped her despite the risk of being implicated.

Now the fate of the sisters whom Cuirong regarded as family is unknown.

She also couldn't bear to see Cuirong suffer all the time.

I have to help you no matter what.

After arranging the task for Xiaohua, Song Tian helped Cuirong out the door.

Aunt Wen had just rented a shop the day before, and was happily helping Uncle Kang, who had not yet arrived in Beijing, to prepare for the opening of the shop.

Song Tian didn't know where she went.

Otherwise, things would be much simpler if she could help.

But seeing Cuirong's restless look, she knew that it would be torture to make her wait any longer.

So I decided to take the risk.

In order to conceal his identity, Song Tian did not use the family's carriage.

Instead, he went to a coach shop and rented one.

Along the way, he explained some things to Cuirong and soon arrived outside Wuli Lane.

"You said, the class leader is not here anymore, what should I do?"

We are almost there.

Cuirong was a little afraid to go forward.

She still doesn't want to believe that it was really the class owner who betrayed them.

I would rather believe that he was also deceived!

But there is always a chance of something happening. If it really is him...

"If you're not ready to see him, why don't we come back another day?"

Song Tian asked tentatively.

It just so happened that she had time to find an extra helper.

Cui Rong simply shook her head:

"no no.

Now that I have come this far, I have to take a look to feel at ease. "

She encouraged herself.

He walked up and knocked on the wooden door with the bronze animal ring.

The courtyard was silent.

Cuirong and Song Tian both held their breath.

I'm afraid the yard is empty.

She was also afraid that if someone really came to answer, it would be a result she didn't want to see!

"Who is it?"

After an unknown amount of time, an old voice finally sounded in the yard.

When Cuirong heard this, her eyes immediately turned red.

"Uncle He, it's me.

Cuirong! "

The person is still there!

It’s Uncle He who is responsible for cooking for the team!

"Cui Rong?!"

Uncle He was obviously stunned for a moment, then he quickly walked over and opened the door.

An old man with white hair and beard appeared at the gate.

“It’s really Cuirong.

Didn’t the troupe owner say that you were rented for a month by a wealthy family in the capital to hold a birthday party and set up a stage to perform?

Why is it time now? "

He looked out in surprise.

"Why did you come back alone?

What about the rest of the team?"

It looked like the old man really didn't know the truth, and the look of confusion on his face didn't seem fake.

Cuirong was already crying profusely, but Uncle He had no idea what was going on.

Does this mean that everyone guessed wrong?

The troupe owner thought that they were rented by a wealthy family to hold a birthday party?

"Uncle He, we have been deceived.

Instead of singing songs to hold a birthday party, she was sold to a brothel!"

Cuirong went forward and hugged Uncle He.

He Bo was shocked:

"ah?!

Then...then how did you come back?

Can you report it to the police? "

This circus troupe has traveled all over the country for many years and has encountered many things.

The first thing Uncle He thought of was to report to the police.

Cuirong shook her head:

"I was able to escape with the help of this lady. After I got out, I rushed back to report the incident. I didn't have time to report it to the police."

This is what Song Tian told her on the way here.

Don't reveal her real identity until the truth is confirmed.

Let’s see how Mr. Qian reacts.

"Uncle He, is the boss here?

The other sisters are still locked up in the brothel, I have to send a message to the owner as soon as possible.

Ask the person who rented us where he came from, and then report to the police to rescue the other sisters!"

He Bo quickly nodded:

“Oh, that’s the reason.

Mr. Qian is in there, take your friend to see him quickly.

You must have suffered a lot if you went into that kind of place.

The old man will go and boil some hot water for you, and then make some food."

Uncle He let the two people into the yard and hurried to the kitchen.

Cuirong excitedly pulled Song Tian:

“He doesn’t know!

Madam Song, Uncle He doesn’t know that we were sold.

Do you think we were wrong and the boss was also deceived?"

Song Tian held her arm to calm her down.

"We can't draw any conclusions now. Wait until we meet your class leader."

She helped Cuirong wipe her tears.

“This matter is of great importance and we must not act on impulse.

When you meet others later, don’t tell them my identity yet.

If he is really innocent, Xie Yunzhe will help find out, okay? "

Xiaohua should have informed Xie Yunzhe by now.

He will be here in just half an hour.

We will soon find out whether there is anything wrong with this boss Qian.

"Oh, isn't this Cui Rong?

You...why are you back! "

Mr. Qian looked to be in his early forties. He was wearing a brown robe with a round-breasted pattern and had a tuft of goatee.

He came out with tears in his eyes.