The boy's name was Zhu Ying. He lost his parents at a young age and depended on his lonely grandfather for support!,Only a young girl with red lips and white teeth, who was once beautiful but now appeared utterly destitute, could be seen hiding in the corner of the cell. She clutched her legs tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, resembling a wounded little rabbit. Upon seeing Zhu Yingsu awaken, she disregarded her own sadness and rushed forward to examine the wound on Zhu Yingsu's head!,Li Wan'er heard this, slowly raised her head, looked at Zhu Ying innocently, and asked in confusion, "What secret"。