Chapter 87: Treat You to Noodles Every Day

Walking along the narrow streets of the small town, Li Yue asked in surprise.

"Don't you have no relatives here? When did this little sister pop up?"

After sending that person to the police station last time, he had been busy for a while and forgot about Shen Mianmian's matter, not having asked further.

Encountering her again this time, and seeing He Nan still treating her so well, he couldn't help his curiosity, as the gossip genes were pounding at every cell in his body.

"She's from Uncle Zhao's village," He Nan stated succinctly.

As to why he helped her, he couldn't really explain; perhaps it was her eyes when he first saw her, or more precisely, her gaze.

That gaze full of hope for life, the refusal to submit, the urge to break out of tough spots, the determination to survive.

It was so similar to the look in the eyes of martyrs before their sacrifice...

Li Yue: "..."

Without a single blood tie, still helping others like this?