While Lin Shuyun wasn't looking, he still transferred one thousand yuan to Nan Jiaojiao.
When Nan Jiaojiao received the transfer, she saw the amount and laughed.
She held the screen up for Elder Nan, "Grandpa."
Elder Nan glanced at it. He didn't mock or belittle it, but his heart instinctively felt a pang.
The precious child he had nurtured since she was little, to her biological father was worth only one thousand yuan.
"I should have known better than to let you go back to that home."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't accept the money. She turned off the screen and placed the phone aside, "I just wanted to fulfill a wish. I needed to know where I came from, and now I can do so without regrets."
Elder Nan: "Did the Ye family members treat you that badly?"
"Not too bad nor too good."
She didn't want to say much, and Elder Nan didn't press further. He picked out some dishes she liked to eat.
"Grandpa, wait a moment."
