Years ago, you heartlessly abandoned me, discarding me like worn-out shoes.
Now that your abandoned daughter has found success, you come crawling back, expecting a reunion? As if there's such a thing!
The moment you met me, you couldn't wait to drag me to the hospital for stem cell matching. How audacious!
Suddenly, a chill ran down Jiang Ling's spine.
Since her debut in the industry, she had been using the name Jiang Ling. Jiang Mingxia was virtually unknown.
How did these black-hearted, patriarchal parents know she was Jiang Mingxia?
Furthermore, she lived in a high-end residential compound with famously good property management and incredibly strong security.
Without the consent of a resident, outsiders simply could not enter the compound.
How did these two manage to get in?
Heh, it seemed someone couldn't stand to see her living comfortably and had orchestrated this scene to disgust her.
Jiang Ling sneered at the two of them, "Are you here to ask me to donate bone marrow to your precious son?"
Jiang Jianguo nodded incessantly, "Yes, yes! Neither my bone marrow nor your mother's matches. Now, only you, his elder sister, can save him?"
As a small businessman who had traveled far and wide, Jiang Jianguo was adept at reading people. He naturally noticed the resentment and displeasure in Jiang Ling's eyes but paid it no mind.
In his view, daughters were meant to contribute to the family.
It was her good fortune from lifetimes past to be able to donate bone marrow to his beloved son, a mere money-losing asset.
(Honeydew: Bah! Would you want this fortune?)
Zhang Lian hurried forward to grab Jiang Ling's hand, "Alright, enough nonsense, let's go!"
The couple was solely focused on saving their son and didn't bother to ask if Jiang Ling was willing.
Jiang Ling, disgusted, fiercely shook off Zhang Lian's hand. "You want me to save your son? And why should I?"
Upon hearing this, the couple was taken aback.
What did this "money-losing asset" mean? Was she actually planning to refuse to help a dying person?
Jiang Jianguo, with his volatile temper and extreme patriarchal mindset, had spoken politely to Jiang Ling earlier only out of consideration for her celebrity status, not wanting to fall out with her and affect future benefits.
Seeing Jiang Ling utter those words now, Jiang Jianguo's face immediately darkened. "Why? Because I'm your father, and Tianbao is your own brother!"
"My father?" Jiang Ling scoffed. "My father and mother passed away years ago. They had only me, their daughter. Where would I get a brother?"
"You—" Jiang Jianguo choked.
"Don't tell me about my adoptive parents passing away and that you two are my biological parents. I don't care about blood relations. Whoever raised me, whoever cared for me, whoever gave me familial affection and warmth, that is my real father and mother!"
Jiang Ling's words were decisive and left the two of them speechless.
Indeed, when the couple chose to abandon her, they had forfeited their rights as parents, both legally and morally.
After all, it was thanks to her deceased adoptive parents that Jiang Ling had grown this far.
Her biological parents had not contributed a single cent of child support throughout the entire ordeal.
Therefore, they had no grounds to refute Jiang Ling's words at this moment.
Jiang Jianguo and Zhang Lian exchanged an awkward glance. Knowing that the "family ties" card wouldn't work, they shifted to emotional blackmail.
Zhang Lian lamented mournfully, "Child, I know you're upset, but we had no choice. In our hometown, without a son, you can't hold your head up. The policy back then was so strict, and having another child would incur tens of thousands in fines. We were forced to do this."