Han Hu's eyes flashed with hesitation.
Su Kexin did not miss the emotion in her eyes.
In the face of an emergency, her mind, for once, burst forth with uncharacteristic cleverness.
"My worthless life for Fu Bing's background—you're still hesitating?"
Han Hu collected herself. "I promise you."
Han Hu called a car and tossed Su Kexin into it.
Wu Yue emerged from behind a tree. "You're just letting her go back like that? How are you going to explain this to your brother?"
"Even if Su Kexin were to change, she couldn't possibly become much smarter. If the Su Family could drive her out once, they could do it a second time," Han Hu said calmly. "Xiaobing has always been concerned about her family, and I also hope to do my part for her."
Wu Yue stood with his small hands clasped behind his back like a miniature adult. "You adults are so troublesome, always doing these thankless tasks day in and day out."
