After Liang Lu left, Zhao Ru finally dared to speak loudly, "Jing Jing, the Tao family is really despicable. How could they just swap you and Tan Rou for their own selfish reasons? The wealth and status that Tan Rou enjoyed for seventeen years should have been yours."
The usually reticent He Ling also felt sad for Tan Jing, "Jing Jing, you're so unfortunate! You could have lived happily by your parents' side, but instead, you were sent to a small place to live a hard life. What is the Tao family's financial standing, and what is the Tan family's? You really are miserable!" After saying this, she burst into tears.
"Xiaoru, He Ling, stop talking," Tan Jing said, lowering her head and wiping the tears from her eyes. "They are my foster parents, they raised me for seventeen years, no matter what, I don't want to blame them."
