When she was going through her parents’ room, Han Ziyan realised that there was no way her father would be able to fork out three thousand yuan. There was not much money at home, and her mother did not earn a good sum of money either. All the money was in the hands of her father, and he was bringing none of it back home. She could only work on the money that Han Ruochen had in her hands. Though the woman lost her job, she was also lucky in hunting for seafood. She must have saved at least three thousand yuan.

As long as she could get her hands on Han Ruochen’s savings, she did not have to worry about anything.

However, Han Ruochen was a tough nut to crack. Even when she tried her best to make the woman’s cold heart melt under her pleading, Han Ruochen still shook her head. She said in a low voice, "I have no money, and even if I did have some money, I would never lend it to you."

"Sister, I really need those three thousand yuan. I know that you have enough savings."

"So what if I do have enough savings? What does that have to do with you? I have enough savings because I am capable. But what does that have to do with you? You think that my money comes from nowhere. You just asked for three thousand yuan out of nowhere. Where do you think I can get so much money from, and how many days do I have to work hard before I can collect those three thousand yuan? You just announce what you want out of nowhere and never consider anything. Han Ziyan, no matter how selfish you are — there is a limit to your selfishness."

"You cannot ask me to continue helping you without giving anything in return!"

Han Ruochen’s attitude was firm, leaving no room for further discussion. This made Han Ziyan boil with anger. "Sister Ruochen, when ...when did you become so heartless? You have no regard for our sisterhood. How can you not care about me even the slightest bit? I am your younger sister."

"You don’t need to emphasise this again and again. No matter how many times you say that you are my sister, I know that I cannot change it, and neither can you, but that doesn’t mean that I will let you use me as you like. You know very well how well I have treated you. Ever since you were young, I have given you everything that I can to make you live a better life. But what have you done for me? You have never considered me!"

"When have I not considered you?"

"Yang Jianming!"

Han Ruochen pursed her lips and spat just one name. This alone was enough to make Han Ziyan shut up.

Han Xuehan’s brows ended up furrowing. She knew that Yang Jianming was Han Ruochen’s fiancé, but what was the connection between Han Ziyan and Yang Jianming, and why did Han Ziyan look so guilty when Han Ruochen mentioned Yang Jianming? There were countless questions in Han Xuehan’s mind, but she could not even begin to ask them because at that very moment, Han Ziyan reached out and pushed Han Ruochen with all her might.

"I hate you!" She screeched at Han Ruochen before turning around on her feet and running out of the room. She looked rather upset because she could not get what she wanted.

"Ruochen!"

Luckily, there was Han Xuehan, who caught Han Ruochen before her pretty little head could hit the floor or else Han Ruochen would have had a rather bad fall.

"What is wrong with her?" Han Xuehan was both angry and exasperated. She knew that Han Ziyan was a bit too spoiled, but she never thought that she would actually attack Han Ruochen like this. If she were not with Han Ruochen, then she would have been worried that Han Ruochen would have ended up breaking her head because, behind her, the corner of the bed was sticking out.

If she had been a second too late, then there would have been a tragedy!

Han Ruochen, on the other hand, laughed coldly. There was a cold glint in her eyes. She knew that things would turn out to be like this.

"Sister, don’t worry about anything." Han Ruochen straightened up and patted her sister on the back. She knew that her sister was angry and upset with Han Ziyan’s actions. But compared to the woman, who had once trapped her in a small room like a pet dog, this Han Ziyan was still a bit tamed. "She has always been like this; if we don’t listen to her, then she will certainly blame us." And even if they were to help her, the chances of this woman being grateful to them were close to zero.

So she might as well save her money.

Han Xuehan did not know what to say. She helped Han Ruochen onto the bed and said to her, "Alright, I will not waste my breath with her, but what is going on? Why did you mention Yang Jianming to her?"

When Han Ruochen heard her sister’s question, she sneered and told her everything. At first, Han Xuehan was stumped, but then her face turned red with anger. "This...how can she even do such a thing? You are her sister, and you have treated her very well." Since Han Ruochen and Han Ziyan were close in age, the two of them had been together since they were children. How could Han Ziyan even think of stealing Han Ruochen’s fiancé?

Han Ruochen sighed as if she too was hurt by the actions of her younger sister. She spoke in an aggrieved voice, "What can we say? Maybe she thinks that we haven’t given her everything. She did say that she feels resentful because dad arranged such a good marriage for me and did not arrange one for her."

"But that’s unreasonable!"