That night, the Qin Family welcomed an unexpected guest.
Yan Xiaye received a call from the housekeeper, ending her date with Ji Liangchen early, and returned to the Qin Family to entertain the visitor.
"Xiaye, you've been working hard these past few days in the hospital. These are collectibles from your uncle, and the chef has prepared ginseng soup for you—great for your body."
Shen Aili was sitting uneasily on the intricately carved antique wooden chair in the living room. The moment Yan Xiaye entered surrounded by the maids and housekeeper, she immediately rose and handed over the priceless gift in her hands. "These are century-old ginseng roots, perfect for seasonal nourishment."
Yan Xiaye subtly raised an eyebrow, her gaze dropping as she smiled lightly, signaling the housekeeper to accept the gift.
It wasn't hard to imagine that Shen Aili putting herself out like this meant her intentions were far from pure. It was almost certain she had a favor to ask.
