Thinking about the two billion he just spent, his heart was still bleeding. But since only seven hundred million came from him, this thought brought him some comfort. Now asking him for more money felt like cutting out a piece of his heart. "How much more do you want?" Qiao Xiaren lay in Si Limo’s arms, glanced at her nails, and said, "Six hundred million. Actually, that Lan Lan from your family isn’t even worth this much. Consider the rest as cooling my anger, how about it, a good deal, isn’t it?" A good deal? With an expressionless face, Lan Tiansheng forced a smile. This woman’s grudge-keeping ability was indeed first-rate. Including this six hundred million, she knocked thirteen hundred million out of him, the same amount he initially asked for. The anger filled his entire chest; this feeling was suffocating. The old man was watching him from the side; he couldn’t possibly ignore Lan Lan. With gritted teeth, he said, "Fine, I’ll pay. Just remember to release Lan Lan." He directly hung up the phone, and Lan Tiansheng entered the villa with a sullen look. Qiao Xiaren hung up the phone, knowing that this time, Lan Tiansheng was truly angry, and so he should be! "Let’s go back." Qiao Xiaren pinched his (Si Limo’s) fingers and smiled, "The rest is not our concern to handle; the old man’s anger isn’t something Lan Tiansheng can bear alone." "Alright." He got up and kissed her on the temple, "Just as well, with this matter thoroughly resolved, the wedding will be more comfortable." The two exchanged smiles and left the building directly. By this time, it was already quite late. Several heads of the Qiao Family were waiting in the living room for Qiao Xiaren’s return. This Qiao Junzhen incident once again stirred up the Qiao Family. Qiao Junzhen sat on the sofa, a faint coldness on his handsome face. His dark eyes were pondering something, his whole presence exuding a certain menace. The old man had a feeling when he saw his son today, that his son was truly back. He didn’t ask Junzhen if he remembered anything, just felt very comforted. The source of thɪs content is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 The old lady also noticed this change, secretly delighted. Seeing her son always frowning and silent before, had really broken her heart! "Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, Aunt." "You’re back." Nie Lin came over, inspecting her from head to toe, finally relieved, "I heated up some supper in the kitchen. I’ll ask the maid to bring it out." "No need, Aunt, I just ate." Qiao Xiaren smiled slightly, following Nie Lin towards her father. Si Limo also came over, sitting by her side. Qiao Junzhen: "Xiaren, you and Xiaoqian go to sleep first. We adults have some matters to discuss. Limo, stay, I have something to talk to you about." For some reason, Qiao Xiaren felt like her dad had changed, not as bewildered as before, and that demeanor gave her a familiar feeling. But this transformation still made her happy. No matter what he had gone through, it was no longer important. Her dad was truly back! "Let’s go, sis, upstairs to sleep, I’m exhausted!" Yeqian pulled her arm and ran upstairs, Qiao Xiaren only had time to glance back before being ushered upstairs. Having been troubled by these matters for days, Qiao Xiaren was indeed very tired. She took a bath and went straight to bed. When she woke up the next morning, Qiao Xiaren found the maids busy bustling around, cleaning the carpets, trimming the garden, and the entire villa had taken on a more festive atmosphere.