Ning Guiwan understood the meaning behind his words.
However...
It sounded vaguely ambiguous, but the man's gaze remained constant, showing not a hint of flirtation or provocation, as if he were discussing a serious matter.
Lately, he seemed to be so 'proper' towards her.
It was a bit more than just normal relations, and this excess was measured so precisely that she couldn't pinpoint any actual fault.
Ning Guiwan picked up the teapot and filled Quan Yu's cup, speaking in a businesslike tone, "If Uncle Yu could help me, I certainly wouldn't let Uncle Yu be busy for nothing."
Quan Yu looked at her, amused. "Is that so?"
"Let's hear it."
After pouring herself a cup as well, Ning Guiwan set down the teapot and smiled. "I'll cover the invested funds. Ruiyin doesn't need to spend a penny, and moreover, Tianchi Group's profits for the next five years could be recorded in Ruiyin Group's ledger."
