Old Mrs. Qiao took out a card and placed it on the coffee table.
Qiao Mo was slightly taken aback and didn't react immediately.
Her usually utilitarian grandmother was actually taking out a million for Xiao Xuan's treatment at a time like this?
Facing Old Mrs. Qiao's loving gaze, Qiao Mo felt a moment of confusion.
She thought, maybe she still cherished family ties.
Maybe this gray-haired old woman in front of her also had her own helplessness.
Maybe she wasn't as cold as Qiao Mo thought...
Maybe...
The room was quiet, but seeing Qiao Mo standing still before the stairs, Old Mrs. Qiao eventually couldn't hold back and picked up the bank card, walking over to Qiao Mo.
"Xiao Mo, as long as you accompany Chairman Xia once, this money is yours. Whether you use it for Xiao Xuan's treatment or anything else, it's up to you." Old Mrs. Qiao picked up Qiao Mo's hand and gently placed the bank card in her palm.
Hearing this, Qiao Mo couldn't help but laugh softly.
