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:

"Since you don’t regret it, then never regret it. I believe when my father died, he already understood everything. The only thing he owed you was my existence. But he’s already repaid it, he gave his life to repay you, and as father and daughter, we owe you nothing. So whatever you decide, it’s your business, I’ve never hated you, and you’d better not do anything that would make me hate you. If I find out you’re disturbing my mother again, even if it’s you, I won’t show mercy."

Han Jing’s last sentence was said slightly harshly.

Because she truly never expected that the always proud and self-centered Han Litong would actually run to Nanyao Country to find Su Yaogeng.

She didn’t know what Han Litong was planning, nor was she interested in knowing, but no matter what, she didn’t want Han Litong to disturb Su Yaogeng.

No one owed her anything, it was she who didn’t want anything at all, so she shouldn’t disturb others.

Han Litong’s face was deathly pale as she staggered back two steps. She looked at Han Jing, her face drained of all color, her voice carrying a hint of despair: "Do you hate me that much, that you won’t even give me a single chance?"

For someone so proud to say such words, it was already her limit. She was truly confused, truly not understanding how her life had ended up like this.

She also completely didn’t know what the meaning of her life was anymore. She thought her heart, which had been calm for years, was now completely overturned and chaotic. If she had known today, why did she still choose to live back then? Before she even saw Brother Fengxi, she should have died, shouldn’t she? If Brother Fengxi had seen her cold corpse that year, he wouldn’t have had to spend his lifelong cultivation to save her, would he?

She was wrong, truly wrong.

Living to the end, everything was wrong. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Su Yaogeng looked at Han Litong’s appearance, feeling quite pitiful, and couldn’t help but look at Han Jing, wanting to know if there was some unspeakable misunderstanding in this. She knew Jing’er had always been stubborn and clear about grudges, never showing mercy to those she disliked, but no matter what, Han Litong was still her biological mother, if there was some misunderstanding...

Han Jing received her mother’s gaze and understood her meaning, only there was no time to explain things from the past now. If she knew what Han Litong had done, she probably wouldn’t feel any sympathy.

However, she indeed should have a good "talk" with Han Litong.