Chapter 742 (Page 1/2)
Qiao Yan knew very well that if his wife and two sons found out that he had transferred money to Lin Man, a fierce quarrel would be inevitable.
Although he was worried that his family would come to him to make trouble, what he feared more was that Lin Man would return the money to him intact.
So, he picked up the phone and said with a hint of pleading in his voice, "Mr. Huo, please do me a favor! Can you persuade that child to accept the money for me?
I understand that she doesn't want to see me at all, so I promise you that I will never interfere with her normal life. As long as she can live a good life, I will feel at ease. "
However, Huo Li knew clearly in his heart that once people get older, their desire for family affection becomes stronger.
But the problem is that this kind of family affection is not what the grandson's wife expects to have.
Therefore, he refused without hesitation: "Minister Qiao, you should also know that if a child like Xiaoman really wanted to forgive you, she would have chosen to forgive you a long time ago.
You missed the perfect opportunity to reconcile, and now it's so difficult to repair this relationship! In my opinion, it's better for you to let things take their course and accept the situation as it comes."
Hearing these words, Qiao Yan felt as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife and was in unbearable pain.
The thought that his biological daughter might never recognize him as her father again in this lifetime was too much for him to bear. Tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably and he sobbed uncontrollably.
They say men don't shed tears easily, but only when they're heartbroken. When Huo Li heard Qiao Yan crying, his scalp began to tingle.
He felt that Qiao Yan might really want to recognize his daughter at this moment, but he didn't know about his wife and two sons.
"Minister Qiao, if you had handled this matter properly back then, perhaps our two families would have gotten along well. There's no point crying now; Xiao Man is stubborn.
If I keep saying good things for you, she will definitely have a problem with me. If my granddaughter-in-law has a problem with me, then my eldest grandson will definitely blame me too…”
Qiao Yan gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said into the microphone with a slightly trembling voice: "Well... I understand, Mr. Huo. Over the years, you have been tirelessly speaking all kinds of good things on my behalf. Thank you so much! I, Qiao Yan, will never forget this kindness!"
A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone. "Alright, it's getting late. I have some things to take care of here. I'll hang up first."
Seeing Huo Li was about to hang up, Qiao Yan hurriedly opened his mouth to explain: "Um... Mr. Huo, actually, I sent the money back just to make the child's life better, and I didn't mean anything else..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, Huo Li interrupted him and said, "Oh, Minister Qiao,
If you continue to send money to Xiaoman, she will send it back to you the next day. It will be so troublesome to go back and forth like this! So, from now on, please don't send money home anymore."
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Hearing this, Qiao Yan couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, but he still insisted: "But... Mr. Huo, I always feel bad if I don't send some money to that child."
But this time, Huo Li seemed to have made up his mind and responded without question: "Okay, okay, Minister Qiao, just focus on doing your job well.
By the way, Xiaoman will transfer the money to you tomorrow, so please remember to check it when the time comes!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Qiao Yan's reaction. After hanging up the phone, Huo Li went home and told Lin Man about it.
Lin Man thought that it was true. The money was actually given to her secretly by her "good father" without telling his mother.
She didn't say much, and her grandfather returned the remittance slip to her. The next day, she took the remittance slip directly to the post office and asked them to return the remittance slip the same way.
The people at the post office said that since she had signed for the package, they could not return the money to the sender. Lin Man had no choice but to take the money out, spend another five dollars on postage, and remit the five hundred dollars to Qiao Yan.
Next time, if she sees a remittance slip from Beijing, she will refuse to sign for it immediately without hesitation.
Moreover, she would decisively ask the postman to do everything possible to return the remittance to its original location along the original route.
This way, you can avoid making an extra trip to the post office.
Just two days later, Qiao Yan received the remittance slip for 500 yuan that was returned by Lin Man.
However, unlike ordinary people, he did not rush to the bank to withdraw the money immediately.
On the contrary, he carefully placed the remittance slip between the compartments of his briefcase, as if it were an invaluable treasure.
Afterwards, he walked back home listlessly and dejectedly, like a deflated ball.
As soon as he entered the house, Qiao Yan didn't even bother to change his shoes, and casually stuffed the briefcase full of secrets into the closet.
Then, he dragged his heavy feet and walked towards the main courtyard like a zombie, ready to chat with his old father and relieve his boredom.
At this time, Wen Wan, who was busy in the house, happened to want to go to the closet to find some suitable clothes for her lovely grandson.
When she accidentally glanced at the briefcase that Qiao Yan had hurriedly stuffed in, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: Why was Qiao Yan, who was usually carefree, so abnormal today that he even hid the briefcase on purpose?
Could it be that there was something valuable in it? With curiosity and suspicion in her heart, Wen Wan gently opened the briefcase, but to her disappointment, there was nothing inside except a pen and a meeting notebook!
Wen Wan smiled, it seemed that she was overthinking it.
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