When Han Ziyan saw that her mother had returned, she ignored everything and threw herself into the arms of her mother. "Mom! Tell me the truth: is Dad’s brain damaged by the accident? He keeps asking me to stay the night to take care of him, whereas Han Ruochen and the others can come back and sleep. On what basis? So what if I took a few yuan from the family? It’s not my fault that Brother Yong and Sister Xuehan are not capable enough! I am also a human being. I also need rest. Just because I am an adopted daughter, I do not deserve his kindness?"

"At most, if he wants, I can stay alternate days. I am not his only child. Why am I the one who is forced to stay overnight every time? I also need to go to the warehouse; how am I going to rest? Look at my skin; it has turned so dry that I feel like I have aged by two years. How am I going to survive if my dad keeps doing this? How am I supposed to continue working at the warehouse? The manager is already upset with me because he caught me sleeping twice!"

After staying with Han Yichen for two nights, Han Ziyan felt like she had done a lot for her father, and yet her father did not appreciate it. Initially, when Han Yichen was injured and his condition was critical, Han Ziyan was still a little bit worried. She was nervous and eager to make sure that Han Yichen was alright, but now Han Yichen was no longer in the same condition as before.

His spirits and energy were improving day by day. Now that Han Ziyan knew that her father was doing better, she could no longer withstand the torment. Her father was getting better, but he still insisted that she take care of him. This was truly too much.

"Mom, look at this." She pointed to the laundry basket that was full of her clothes and cried even harder, "Mom, we have a washing machine, but no one is willing to wash my clothes. Is it so hard to separate them and then wash them? Han Ruochen and Han Xuehan are just being lazy. They did not even wash my clothes for the past few days. So what if Han Ruochen bought the machine? Isn’t it ours in the end? Does she have to be so vindictive?"

"I am also working hard these days. But they don’t have the slightest bit of empathy for me. I know that I was in the wrong and I should not have stolen her fiancé, but it’s a matter of the past. We are still sisters in the end, aren’t we? We are going through such a troublesome phase, and we should be united. But look at what Han Ruochen is doing? She is only cooking for Dad and that fool. She doesn’t leave a grain behind for me. I don’t even know how to cook rice...and I had to do it. Mom, do you still love me?"

With so many things happening at once, Han Ziyan felt like she had suffered a lot.

She had heard a lot about the status of adopted children being different from that of the biological ones. Some people in the village even gave her the example of Tong Zhaodi and many other girls from the other families and told her that she was living a fairly good life and should be grateful to Han Yichen and the rest of the family members.

That she should not be greedy.

But they did not know the truth! It was because of Han Ruochen and her siblings that she could not live her life as a rich heiress. If they were never born, then her mother could have married her father, and then she could have lived a good life with her mother and father. It was their fault! Why was she the one who was supposed to give in? She was not going to give in.

They were the ones who owed her. She was living as an adopted daughter because Han Yichen ruined her mother. If not for him, she would be a legitimate daughter of the Yun family! Han Yichen owed this to her and her mother.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry. When you cry, Mom’s heart breaks for you." Meng Yunhan hurriedly helped her daughter up and then led her to the couch, where she gently helped her and made Han Ziyan sit down. She then wiped her tears away and said in a coaxing voice, "Han Ruochen is really too much. She has become more and more disobedient, and Han Xuehan is no better. That shameless hussy is living at our home after abandoning her husband, making us the laughing stock of the entire village, and yet she doesn’t know her place."

"Don’t worry, Mom will discipline them for you. As for your clothes, don’t worry, I will wash them. Your sisters are just that heartless, but Mom is still with you. What about the meal? Did those wretched girls not leave anything for you to eat?"

"How can I eat well, Mom? Han Ruochen is so miserly. She only buys this much rice every day. There was less than half a cup of rice... and I couldn’t cook it well." This was the first time Han Ziyan had cooked for herself. She did not know how much water was supposed to go in the rice; as a result, she burnt it. Because there was no rice, even if Han Ziyan wanted to cook another bowl of rice, she could not do it. In the end, she had to eat that burnt rice.

As for frying an egg, she could not do it at all.

"Mom will buy you a lunchbox; you can eat it." After hearing the complaints of her daughter, Meng Yunhan felt her heart ache even more. Her daughter was supposed to live like a little princess, but because she did not marry a capable man, Han Ziyan had to suffer like this.