He Zhizhou stared at Li Jiawei and felt that her emotions were still in a mess. Perhaps it was the long-term repression and recent changes that made her particularly sensitive and fearful. He pondered for a moment and whispered, "If you won a lottery of 500,000, how would you plan?"

Li Jiawei answered without hesitation, "I would choose to mortgage a house."

He Zhizhou continued to ask, "What if you win one million?"

"I will first mortgage a house and then deposit the remaining money in the bank for emergencies," Li Jiawei responded.

"What if you win five million?" He Zhizhou asked further.

Li Jiawei's lips curled up with a smile. "I will use one million to buy a house, one million to support my parents in their old age, and the remaining two million to deposit in the bank. I will also use the remaining money to travel and see the growth of all things in the world."

"What if you win 10 million?" He Zhizhou continued to ask.

Li Jiawei suddenly laughed, "Lawyer He, I have indeed fantasized about winning 500,000, 1 million, and 5 million, but I have never dared to think about 10 million." She seemed to be reminiscing about the past and sighed, "It's so sad that I don't even dare to dream of becoming a billionaire."

He Zhizhou said, "No wonder you answered these questions so quickly. Now that you have had such fantasies, don't be bound by fear and anxiety. From now on, just treat it as if you really won a jackpot of 10 million yuan, and bravely pursue your dreams that were once out of reach."

Li Jiawei stared at He Zhizhou, frowning slightly. "But, when I spend their money, I always feel an indescribable sense of guilt."

He Zhizhou sighed and explained gently, "Before you and your biological parents have established a deep family relationship, they want to compensate you with money. This is a way for them to express their love. But you are unwilling to accept their money because you are unfamiliar with them. In this way, both parties will fall into a deadlock and form a cycle that is difficult to break. How can such politeness and alienation deepen the relationship and bring each other closer?"

Li Jiawei stared at He Zhizhou, her heart was ignited at this moment, as if there was an invisible force pushing her. She suddenly smiled, then turned to He Zhizhou and said, "Thank you, Lawyer He. Then I will consider it as a big win! Go buy a house, go shopping, and enjoy life!"

Her laughter drifted away with the wind, as if taking away the burden and worries in her heart. At this moment, she decided to take that step bravely and accept the love of her biological parents. Now that her dream has become a reality, she should enjoy her life to the fullest.

Li Ronghua and his wife returned to the villa. Jing Qiu sat on the sofa, with a hint of melancholy between her brows. Thinking of Li Jiawei's bank statements she saw today, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. She looked at Li Ronghua who was taking off his suit and said softly, "We have given Jiawei so much money during this period, but she only spent less than 5,000 yuan."

Li Ronghua smiled and comforted her, "You don't have to be too anxious, just take it slow. She used to be frugal, and since she came back to us, you and mom have arranged everything for her. Apart from work, she stays in the old house and rarely goes out to socialize, so naturally she doesn't have much to spend money on."

Jing Qiu suppressed the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, sighed softly, and his eyes showed pity for Li Jiawei, "If this child was not taken away by mistake, wouldn't she be like Xuan Bao, with a successful career and a happy family, instead of being alone now?"

Li Ronghua sighed deeply, sat next to Jing Qiu, and held her hand tightly. "Don't think like that. Every child has their own path to take. Jiawei and Xuanbao grew up in different environments, so their situations are naturally different. Even if they were not taken away by mistake, Jiawei would not become Xuanbao, and Xuanbao would not become her."

"I just feel bad for Jiawei," Jing Qiu said worriedly, "She is sensitive to begin with, and she encountered something like this today. When I picked her up today, I pulled her hand and found that her palms were sweaty, and both of her thumbs were bruised. She always keeps everything in her heart and never tells us. I'm wondering if we should find a psychologist for her?"

Li Ronghua shook his head. "Don't do this. The child will be sad if she finds out. We can consider other methods." He asked tentatively, "Can we bring her adoptive parents to stay with her for a while?"

Jing Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Let me think about it."

Li Ronghua saw Jing Qiu's reluctance and suggested, "You can take Jiawei out to meet more friends and expand her social circle. With more socializing, she will be able to make more friends. There are some things that she may be embarrassed to tell us, but it is always easier to communicate with people of the same age."

Jing Qiu shook his head and said, "Not many people know about the wrong baby being taken away. If I take Jiawei out, how should I introduce her? Should I just tell her the truth? How should I explain it to Xuanbao? The Yang family's company is developing, and it would be bad for Xuanbao and the company if this matter gets out. If I don't tell the truth, I'm worried that Jiawei will feel alienated from us. Moreover, I'm even more worried that she will have trouble integrating into the circle of those ladies."

Li Ronghua sighed, "You always think too much about Xuanbao."

Jing Qiu said helplessly, "After all, I have raised Xuanbao for more than 30 years. How can I let go of this mother-daughter relationship so easily? Aren't you the same?"

Li Ronghua stood up and walked upstairs, saying as he walked, "You are right. Now I love Xuanbao more. I understand why Jiawei is not close to us. Family affection requires time and patience to cultivate. Since we have been with Xuanbao for more than 30 years, let us spend more time and patience to care for Jiawei. Five years, ten years, twenty years... until she feels the warmth of home and is willing to open her heart to us. Only then will our daughter truly be back."

After He Zhizhou watched Li Jiawei walk into Li Garden, he took out his cell phone and called Zhang Qiushuang. "Grandma, Jiawei has gone home."

Zhang Qiushuang's voice came through the microphone, full of concern, "How was the chat with Jiawei?"

He Zhizhou replied, "Well, not bad. I think she will change a little."

Hearing He Zhizhou's answer, Zhang Qiushuang felt relieved. "That's good. Thank you so much, grandma."

He Zhizhou said modestly, "You're welcome, grandma."

Zhang Qiu Shuang smiled and said, "Then grandma won't be polite to you. Come to my house for dinner when you have time and let grandma thank you."

"Okay, take care of yourself." He Zhizhou responded.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qiushuang gently stroked Li Jiawei's photo, and indescribable sadness and worry surged in her heart. She was full of deep love for Li Jiawei, but time was not forgiving. She was already in her nineties and her life span was uncertain. Although Ronghua and Jingqiu were Jiawei's biological parents, they still maintained a sense of alienation from the child emotionally, except for financial compensation. Although the child had been home for several months, the relationship between them still maintained a kind of politeness, not to mention the other people in the Li family.

Deep down, Zhang Qiu Shuang longed to see Li Jiawei develop a true sense of belonging to this family before she left this world.

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