The man stared at her for a long time and finally couldn't help but speak first.
"Who are you? Why do you say it was you who exposed the Dong family's scandals? What is your purpose?"
Ruan Qi did not answer his questions.
She picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a light sip, and then clicked her tongue in displeasure.
"Mr. Dong Meng, after all, you are a major shareholder of Fengyu Group. Serving guests with this aged and deteriorated tea is your way of hospitality?"
Upon hearing this, Dong Meng's expression changed slightly.
This pot of Maojian tea was indeed several years old and had undergone some deterioration due to improper storage. However, this deterioration was not obvious, and someone not well-versed in the art of tea or who hadn't tasted top-grade Maojian wouldn't notice it.
But the girl in front of him detected it after just a small sip.
