CHAPTER 625: CHAPTER 373: THE FINAL ULTIMATUM

Qiao Aimin ignored Lian Qinghua’s provocation and instead looked at his daughter: "Xiao Wan, Dad wants to ask you a question. Do you still feel that Grandpa should suppress this for you?"

"Dad..." Qiao Xiaowan looked at Qiao Aimin with conflict, realizing that if she insisted, her mother might divorce her father.

She knew how much her mother loved her, but she also knew how much her mother cared about her father. Her mother was simply furious now, and if she really divorced Dad, she would definitely regret it in the future.

Moreover, if Mom and Dad divorced, Ye Xuan would completely disappear from her life. Even if she couldn’t have Ye Xuan, she was still quite happy to occasionally give Luo Ye a hard time.

Besides, even if she were sent abroad and couldn’t return for a short while, what about three or five years later? Everyone would probably have forgotten about it by then, right? Or perhaps, she might still have the chance to come back. Oh, why hadn’t she thought of the power of forgetting before...

With these thoughts, Qiao Xiaowan looked determinedly at Qiao Aimin: "Dad, I don’t want Grandpa to plead for me. I am willing to go abroad."

"Good." Qiao Aimin nodded, looking at Lian Qinghua: "And you, are you still insisting on a divorce?"

"Yes, Xiao Wan said that to spare my feelings, but I, I spare her feelings even more. You don’t have to kneel, but you must apologize, and you must fix this for Xiao Wan!"

"Mom..." Qiao Xiaowan called out, then quickly grabbed Qiao Aimin’s arm: "Dad, Mom is speaking out of anger, not thinking it through. Please don’t take it seriously.

My Grandpa has invested so much in China, and it’s all been credited to the Qiao Family, all thanks to Mom. She loves you so much, and you know it..."

"Xiao Wan, don’t beg him, I’m clear-headed right now," Lian Qinghua looked at Qiao Aimin: "Just wait for the divorce agreement."

"Fine, divorce." Qiao Aimin’s expression suddenly lightened a lot: "It’s been many years of hardship for me, fine, divorce is a relief for both of us."

"You said it yourself, you better not regret it..." Lian Qinghua waved to Qiao Xiaowan: "Xiao Wan, come with Mom."

"Mom..." Qiao Xiaowan stomped her feet anxiously: "You’re not thinking clearly right now. If you divorce Dad, you’ll regret it. Please don’t be impulsive..."

"Are you still my daughter?" Lian Qinghua pulled Qiao Xiaowan and walked towards the door. At the doorway, she stopped, turned back to look at Qiao Aimin, who was standing silently: "I’ll see in a couple of days if you’re still wearing that same expression!"

"Probably not as you wish," Qiao Aimin sighed and looked at Qiao Xiaowan: "Xiao Wan, without Dad by your side, take good care of yourself. If you miss Dad, just give me a call."

"Enough with the act, when have you ever cared about Xiao Wan? To her, it makes no difference whether you’re there or not." Lian Qinghua pulled Qiao Xiaowan without looking back and left.

Qiao Aimin sighed heavily and slumped into a chair, feeling very conflicted. Divorcing Lian Qinghua did indeed bring him relief, but it also meant that he would lose his daughter from now on.

His daughter had always been closer to her mother, and indifferent to him and the grandparents. If he and Lian Qinghua separated, his daughter probably wouldn’t forgive him.

After all, his daughter was his flesh and blood, a family bond of blood. Covering his face with a large hand, tears seeped through his fingers...

...

Qiao Xiaowan was pulled by Lian Qinghua, running along but didn’t forget to continue persuading: "Mom, you’re too impulsive. I’ll go back and have a good talk with Dad. He won’t take what you said before seriously..."

Several people were coming towards them, and Qiao Xiaowan quickly shut her mouth.

"Mrs. Qiao, Miss Qiao, hello!"

"Mrs. Qiao, Miss Qiao, hello!"

"..."

All along the way, people would occasionally greet them. Lian Qinghua’s expression was cold, as if she saw no one, while Qiao Xiaowan, with her high heels, stumbled as she was pulled along and was unable to respond. The staff who passed by the mother and daughter shook their heads secretly. The Governor was such a good person, how could...

Seeing the mother and daughter pass by the big office, Wang Miao hurriedly ran towards the Governor’s office. Last time, because of the delay in sending a car, the Governor’s Wife had a fit. This time he had made arrangements ahead of time, but still, he wanted to notify the Governor.

"Knock knock knock..."

Hearing the gentle knocking, Qiao Aimin took a deep breath, "Come in!"

"Governor, I’ve arranged the car..."

"No need," Qiao Aimin waved his hand to stop Wang Miao before he finished speaking: "Cancel it."

Wang Miao was still apprehensive about the Governor’s Wife’s temper, and he couldn’t bear to see his respected leader upset. He hesitated for a moment, then advised: "Governor, the Lady and Miss don’t come often, people won’t say anything about it."