The next second, Zhang Min staggered and fell to the ground, her head just hitting the wall.
Han Yaxin hurriedly raised Zhang Min from the ground, her pitiful face drenched with tears: "Sister, even if you hate me and my mom, you can't push her. She was just so humble, how can you be so vicious?"
Han Xi really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the acting of this mother and daughter was truly flawless.
When did she push Zhang Min? She didn't know at all.
"Who is this act for, Mr. Han? I think there's no need for it, because I already have no contact with Mr. Han, nor will I fight for the inheritance. So you don't have to meticulously act, or maybe it's because Mr. Han always feels guilty towards me, making you feel uneasy, fearing that he might leave me part of the inheritance when he dies?"
Han Xi's words were sharp and precise.
"You... how can you slander me and my mom like this? We've always considered you family."
