Han Dong, afraid she might say more, forcibly carried her out.
Outside, Han Yuxiao still couldn't believe what her eyes had seen. Holding onto Han Dong's sleeve, she asked, "Brother, did I see it wrong? It should have been Han Jing, right? It should have been Han Jing..."
Han Dong frowned, feeling that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed, but it had already become a fact.
He suddenly had the feeling that his silly sister might have been used by someone.
Either the one who delivered the message to Xiao'er last night wasn't Han Yan, or all of this was orchestrated by Han Yan. For the moment, Han Dong couldn't figure it out.
"Xiao'er, I think this is already beyond our control. We'd better go back!" Whether it's Han Jing or Han Yan, today's events, whether they spread out or not, must have a conclusion.
And these are no longer matters they can meddle in.
It seems his sister really has no fate with Su Xingyan.
