Qin Qiu's eyebrows knitted together slightly as she said coldly, "I have no idea what you're talking about! Take your cards and get out!"
"Xiaoqiu, I..."
"I told you to get out! If you really want to apologize, go find Grandpa!"
Qin Xuejun nodded repeatedly. "Xiaoqiu, rest assured, you no longer need to worry about your grandfather. Your Second Uncle and I will take good care of him!"
"Right, right, right! We'll take care of everything!" Qin Dongshan chimed in, then pointed to the bank cards on the table. "You must take this money, no matter what. Consider it compensation for the harm we caused you!"
After speaking, the two slunk away dejectedly.
Qin Qiu was puzzled. Why have their attitudes changed so drastically?
Luo Sulan walked out, picked up the two bank cards from the stone table, and said with a hint of smugness, "It must have been Han Rui who gave them trouble! Yesterday, I just casually mentioned it to him. I didn't expect the boy to handle things so quickly."
