Su Qiao had no intention of trying to persuade her anymore.
She had done everything she could.
In truth, she had only done all this for the child's sake. She did not want the child to suffer like this.
She glanced back at the doorway and saw that Ding Jihan was still standing guard there. She took a large envelope from her handbag and placed it beside the pillow.
"Take this money. From now on, you'd better take care of yourself."
Six thousand yuan was, all in all, three or four years' wages for an ordinary laborer. If they spent it carefully, it would be enough to support the mother and daughter for four or five years.
However, Su Qiao believed that Su Ya Ni would not even have time to warm the money in her hands before someone took it away.
Su Qiao did not want to concern herself with that. For the child's sake, she had merely wanted to give her a way to survive.
As for the choice Su Ya Ni made, that was her own business.
Su Ya Ni did not look at the envelope. Her eyes reddened as she stared at Su Qiao in sorrow and disbelief. "Sis, you... you really aren't going to care about me anymore?"
Su Qiao was cold and distant. "How am I supposed to care for you?"
"Do you expect me to be foolish enough to jump into the fire pit with you after you've ruined your own bright future?"
"People are greedy. Especially those who only want something for nothing and keep their eyes on what is in other people's pockets—you can never satisfy their desires."
"For the child's sake, I'll give you one last warning. You'd better put this money in several different places. Otherwise, it won't be