Chapter 179 The Little Man in the Bubble Is Slacking Off (1)

Upon hearing the police say with absolute certainty that the money could be returned, the old man was so moved that tears streamed down his face again, and he tried to kneel down in front of the group of people.

She was still wiping away tears as several people helped her up.

The sight of it made everyone in the room feel heartbroken.

The police officers from the local police station who came to handle the case were especially distressed.

They were aware that Baoyi City was not peaceful, but due to their limited power and the fact that the other side had too much influence and a very complicated network of relationships, they were not able to fight against it as a police station.

They truly had the will but lacked the power.

This time, if it weren't for the Qiao family running into them, and Shen Qingyan stepping in, which led to the higher authorities issuing direct documents and launching a comprehensive crackdown on organized crime, it would have been a disaster.

Who knows how long this gang of thugs will continue to wreak havoc on this land?

Throughout the investigation, Qiao Qiao was held by Yan Lidi and sat on a chair in the corner of the office, looking somewhat listless.

She felt a sense of helplessness and irritability that she couldn't quite describe.

Because Xiaoyuan just told her that this was the force majeure factor it mentioned earlier.

In order to prevent Jiang Min from having the money for surgery and to wait two years before preparing for the operation, the laws of the world created this unexpected incident that was not originally in the plot.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Yan Liti asked with a mixture of confusion and heartache after returning to the suite on the fourth floor, looking at Qiao Qiao who was listless in her arms.

Qiao Qiao raised her head.

Look at her.

Then I looked around at the other people who were still discussing the old man's affairs.

She pouted, wanting to say something, but couldn't bring herself to utter a word.

His facial expressions became increasingly irritable.

Meanwhile, Qiao Changdong, who had returned after accompanying the police to take the elderly man away, also sensed that Qiao Qiao's mood had been unusually low in Manager Wu's office.

Back on the fourth floor, he took her from Yan Liti's arms, stroked her little head, and said, "Sweetie, if you can't say it, then think about it."

"With so many of us working together, we can solve anything. Don't be afraid."

He glanced at Yan Liti again, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "Even if Dad can't do it, there's still your grandma and your grandma's own son."

Upon hearing this, Yan Liti first looked at Qiao Changdong gratefully, and then said to Qiao Qiao, "Yes, yes, baby, don't be afraid. Grandma will take care of everything for you!"

As for the phrase "your grandmother's biological son," she simply skipped it, regardless of how awkward Qiao Changdong's words were.

Qiao Qiao blinked and tried hard to think.

*Splat*

The tiny bubbles above my head arrived instantly, just as expected.

But this time it's a bit strange.

Inside the pale blue bubbles, tiny figures lie on the ground with their backs to them.

One little short leg was draped over the other little short leg, and every now and then it would reach out its little hand to scratch itself. Because it was lying down, a small part of its bottom was exposed.

His little back even exuded a sense of dejection.

It also seems that it doesn't mean anything.

Qiao Changdong was puzzled.

Frowning, she thought for a moment, then tentatively reached out and poked the little man who was facing away from them, scratching his butt and looking unusually agitated.

In fact, when Qiao Changdong poked it, it pierced through the little man's body.

But the little hand that was scratching the butt inside the bubble paused, as if it had sensed the touch.

Then, even more impatiently, she waved her little hand with her back to them, as if shooing away flies.

Qiao Changdong smiled, finding this extremely amusing.

He reached out and poked it twice more.

Now.

The little boy got angry and turned his head to look at them.