Ding Lin bent forward slightly and shook the unconscious girl's hand, "Wake up, wake up!"
The girl's eyelids fluttered, her hands at her sides moved slightly, and several girls watched carefully.
Her curled lashes, her eyes gradually opened, revealing a pair of stunningly beautiful eyes like autumn waters, captivating the breath-held women with their gaze.
Ding Lin also didn't speak for a good while, then regaining her senses, she whispered, "What is your name? How did you end up being sold here?"
The girl's eyes were still somewhat bewildered as she looked at everyone, her mind a blank slate. What was her name? She seemed to have forgotten?
She tried hard to remember, as if someone once called her Feng? Who was she?
Seeing the girl's confused and vacant eyes, the women exchanged glances, and Ding Lin hesitantly asked, "You... do you not remember who you are?"
