Li Jiawen stepped in to smooth things over. "Moqing, why don't you and Qin Lin head home first? I'll try talking to Mom again."
"Mom!" Zhao Moqing looked at Chen Xiao again.
"Still not leaving?" Chen Xiao snorted.
She had actually already forgiven them. After all, one was her daughter and the other was her son-in-law. She didn't want them to become enemies.
But she was still angry that the two of them had secretly gotten their marriage license.
Her daughter, whom she'd cherished for over twenty years, had become someone else's wife before she'd even known about it.
She had to show the attitude a mother ought to have. It was also for Qin Lin's benefit, so he'd understand that she was the one who'd kicked her daughter out today—and know how much her daughter had given up for him.
Zhao Moqing was at a loss.
She knew her mother's words could be sharp, but her heart was soft. She couldn't confront her right now; things would be fine in a couple of days. So she silently pulled the two suitcases over and looked at Qin Lin.
Seeing this, Qin Lin could only step forward to help.
"Take this with you!" Chen Xiao stood up and pressed the bank card into Zhao Moqing's hand again. "I said your dowry was yours, so it's yours. Spend it however you like."
Even if Qin Lin had made something of himself and had money, and her daughter wouldn't suffer with him, Chen Xiao still knew that a woman needed her own spending money to feel more confident and at ease.
"Mom!" Holding the card, Zhao Moqing couldn't help hugging Chen Xiao.
"Go on." Chen Xiao spoke softly in Zhao Moqing's ear, her tone already much gentler.
"Qin Lin, take my car home."