"Miss, Miss Qin, your tea is ready."
Wang Minli placed the teapot on the coffee table and poured each of them a cup.
"Thank you, Aunt Wang. Tell the kitchen to make sweet and sour pork with pineapple today."
After thanking her, Yun Zijin relayed the dish Qin Sitong had just requested.
"Understood."
Yun Zijin rarely dictated what the kitchen should make, so while Wang Minli was puzzled, she still agreed.
"Oh, right. Mei Lin's presence was so intense just now that I almost forgot to ask—what made you decide to acquire the Xia family's shares? Are you planning to inject capital into their company?"
Qin Sitong gave Yun Zijin a complicated look. She couldn't believe that Yun Zijin, of all people, was blind to what kind of people the Xia family were.
"How could that be? I just want the Xia family to learn who they can afford to provoke and who they can't."
'Trying to force me into a marriage alliance... I really don't know where this family gets its nerve.'
