Shen Yunyun leisurely put away the bank card: "I can't lose this card. The person who helped me open it said the annual fee is over a million. Even if someone else picks it up, they can't take the money out, but reapplying for a new card would be a waste of time. Even though it's one-on-one service, I don't want to waste that time either."
"Oh, right, after I left the Qiao family, I've been doing really well. Money from all directions just keeps shoving its way into my pockets—I can't even refuse it. You don't need to worry about me going hungry. A fortune teller said my luck with money is great, and I'll strike it rich."
Shen Yunyun said this in a way that would infuriate people without killing them.
Qiao Zhenguo felt a tightness in his chest. If this brat hadn't run away from home, all the money she had now would belong to the Qiao family. He wouldn't have made Shiyue so upset over a mere hundred or two hundred thousand.
He barely maintained the image of a loving father: "As long as you're doing well, that's good. I can rest easy."
Qiao Yunyun smiled and said, "Then rest easy. Without you dragging me down, I'm doing just fine."
The Qiao family was left speechless.
Infuriating, truly infuriating.
"Yunyun, it's Dad's fault. Forgive me, come back home."
This time, Qiao Zhenguo's words carried a bit more sincerity.
"No way. If I go back to the Qiao family now, it'll lower my quality of life. Even a fool knows how to choose." Shen Yunyun flatly refused.
Guo Yuhua immediately wanted to speak, but Shen Yunyun quickly put on a defensive expression: "You're not thinking of me, your adopted daughter with a lucky koi fate, just because something's gone wrong at home, are you?"
"How could that be? They have their own biological daughter." Lin Mengxing chimed in from the side.
"Good, I hope not. Sister Mengxing, you don't know this—when I was little, they saw my good fortune and took me in. I brought them good luck, but once their lives improved, they forgot all about it. When their daughter came back, they kicked me out. They owe their own daughter, but they won't admit it, so they blame everything on me. Don't you think I'm just unlucky?"
"Indeed, if that's the case, then we definitely can't go back."
"Right, we can't go back."
The two played off each other, speaking seriously, not at all like they were joking.
"Move aside. If you don't, we'll call the police." Lin Mengxing checked the time. After visiting the cemetery, they still had to get to the airport. Where did they have time to waste here?
"Yunyun, are you really going to watch your father die?" Qiao Zhenguo said with deep pain.
"You should ask your biological daughter that. Is she going to watch her own father die?" Shen Yunyun mocked.
Another attempt at moral blackmail.
She wasn't falling for it. If in her past life they had shown her even a shred of kindness and hadn't let Qiao Shiyue corner her until she had no way out, she wouldn't be so ruthless now.
She didn't want to be an ungrateful wretch, nor did she want to be seen as someone who forgets kindness.
"Exactly, he has not only a biological daughter but also three sons. Are all three sons dead?" Lin Mengxing added another jab.
"Yunyun, stop this. Without you, this family isn't complete." Qiao Zhenguo's face was full of fatherly love.
Shen Yunyun found it a bit amusing, inexplicably sensing a certain vibe—like the flavor of 'joining this family, not tearing it apart.'