"This..." Aunt Xi spoke in disbelief: "Miss, you can't be joking, can you?"
Not only her, but even Su Yaogeng doubted Han Jing's words for the first time, thinking she might be talking nonsense. She even reached out to touch Han Jing's forehead: "Jing'er, you aren't running a fever, are you? Why are you talking gibberish?"
Han Jing...
Su Yaogeng had always trusted her greatly, but this time, Han Jing clearly saw that Su Yaogeng did not believe her words at all.
Aunt Xi was even more disbelieving.
Han Jing considered that it would be somewhat difficult for Su Yaogeng to accept such a thing, but she didn't expect it to be so hard.
If it were something else, even if she were fabricating, Su Yaogeng might believe her, but this was different. After all, it completely surpassed their imagination and knowledge.
Han Jing felt somewhat powerless.
