The worker was quite upset when he heard Han Ziyan's words. Han Yichen was still alive, but in just a few words, this woman had reduced him to the position of a dying man. He glared at Han Ziyan, wondering what Han Yichen was thinking when he allowed his wife to bring this girl home. She had been raised by the two of them for so many years, and yet Han Ziyan did not have the slightest concern about Han Yichen; instead, she seemed to be lost in her own thoughts.
He then glanced at the two sisters, who were already moving and realised that blood was indeed thicker than water. Look at this; Han Yichen's biological daughters were already running around while Han Ziyan was standing on the side like some sort of stranger who had nothing to do with the entire situation. She did not even ask about the extent of her adoptive father's injuries.
"I will go and call my brother." Han Ruochen went to look for Han Yong right away while Han Xuehan went to call her grandmother and second uncle.
