"Our car was bought for barely over ten thousand; you're giving us way too much," the man said as he tried to return the money to Qiao Ran.
"Startling your family of three isn't something money can compensate for. This is just a token of my sincerity. Please accept it—help me feel just a bit better," Qiao Ran said earnestly, her eyes sincere.
The man murmured awkwardly, "But this is far too much. How about this—just give me enough for the repair costs and we'll call it even."
"I insist you take it. Get your daughter something nice to calm her nerves. You have a wonderful little girl—your family will always be happy," Qiao Ran said, glancing toward the adorable girl in the backseat, her voice carrying a trace of envy.
"Auntie, you're so pretty—any kids you have in the future will definitely be prettier than me! You should live happily and not let that jerk upset you anymore!"
Hearing such mature words from a young child, Qiao Ran couldn't help but feel amused and warmed inside.