Qiao Yun shook her head, "No, they've strongly supported the group. It's just that my situation is different from theirs, hence the different outcomes, so Grandpa, don't scold them."
"Oh, is Qiaoqiao feeling sympathetic?"
Qiao Yun's gaze wandered, and she finally nodded, "Yeah."
The old man laughed, his eyes crinkling with joy.
Seeing her grandfather finally smiling, Qiao Yun also felt happy.
The old man didn't continue to tease Qiao Yun, knowing his granddaughter couldn't take much teasing.
He cleared his throat and said, "You've done so much for the family, yet we can't give you anything in return."
Saying this, the old man shook his head, his expression helpless.
After all, there was nothing Qiao Yun lacked; she had fame, power, and wealth, even the Lu Group's shares were trivial to her.
Thinking about it, there really was nothing the Lu Family could offer to hold onto Qiao Yun.
The old man suddenly felt a heartache...
