"Just leave this money for him as startup capital. Without any power or influence behind him, his unreliable sister is all he has. I also wanted to see how far he could go; sadly, I can't anymore."
Da Shachun felt somewhat wistful.
This might have been the only tender sentiment Jiang Nanshu ever held.
But, it was also a good thing.
The old Jiang Nanshu wouldn't have cared about anyone else's life or death, but now he had started to consider others.
Perhaps this was what their Lord Main God had talked about.
Allow her to feel kinship and love, to lower her blackening value and her harmfulness to society, and if she still insisted on going back in the end, then let her go.
Jiang Nanshu's phone rang.
It was a message from Jiang Leyi.
It said, Chu Muxi had been bailed out by her biological mother, Chu Xin, who had now arrived in Beijing.
And Su Ran was also in Beijing.
