Han Jing pushed the door open and walked in when the two were unguarded, sneering as she said, "Because it was she who personally ordered people to throw me away, so of course she's doing just fine, while I was abandoned."
Su Yaogeng turned around and saw Han Jing, and only then did she lose her voice in slight panic, "Jing'er?"
Han Jing walked over, nodded lightly at Su Yaogeng, signaling that she was okay.
Then her gaze turned cold as she looked at Han Litong, lips curled with a faint, barely-there smile, her tone slightly raised: "What? Have you regretted it since knowing who my real father is? Did you come to see how I've been living all these years? Didn't you say you'd never regret throwing me away?"
"So now that you've seen it, you should understand why I'm so grateful you threw me away, truly, especially thank you." Han Jing naturally hooked her arm around Su Yaogeng's, smiling as she said to Han Litong:
