"Although I know this is far from enough to make up for the harm I've done you, it's a token of my sincerity. I hope you can live well from now on."
"Don't worry. I'll live very well."
Su Qiao was fairly satisfied with his performance this time and had planned to let him off the hook.
However, when her gaze swept over Madam Cheng and Cheng Tianhao's faces, she changed her mind.
"He seems a little dissatisfied, Mr. Cheng?"
She had expected Madam Cheng to be dissatisfied, but Cheng Tianhao disagreed too?
Heh.
Su Qiao placed the things on the table and sat back down in the chair.
"In that case, let's do this."
"I don't want the house or the car anymore. Just give me eighty million!"
"What? Have you gone crazy from being poor?" Madam Cheng shrieked, her finger nearly poking Su Qiao in the nose.
Qi Muhan unceremoniously slapped her hand away, then stepped between them and separated the two.
"Xiao Qiao?" Cheng Haoming was also somewhat incredulous.
Su Qiao did not look at him at all. With a faint smile at the corners of her lips, she stared meaningfully at Cheng Tianhao. "What do you think, Mr. Cheng?"
"The stability of Cheng Corporation, the reputation of the Cheng Family, and your own good name should be worth eighty million, shouldn't they?"
"Now that your son and I are divorced, your 'grandson' can be registered legitimately. That's crucial to his future. What do you think?"
Su Qiao pronounced the words "grandson" slowly and heavily.
Cheng Tianhao felt uncertain.
There was no way he could fail to understand Su Qiao's obvious hint.
Thinking of the serious consequences if this matter were exposed, he gritted his teeth. "Fine. I'll give you eighty million."
"How can you agree to