Big Ice Cube didn't want to meet her, and Ruan Qi wasn't too disappointed by this outcome.
She had already thanked him on stage, so her feelings had been conveyed. The only regret was not having the chance to personally wish him and his boyfriend a long and happy union.
But none of that was a problem. As long as Big Ice Cube could give her his bank card number, she was content.
Ruan Qi opened her phone, "Brother Shen, can you give me his card number? I'll return the cheering money to him."
Shen Wenqian didn't have any card number. His palms started to sweat nervously, and he awkwardly lied, "I'll handle the money return. Transfer it from the company account; try not to expose your private bank card details."
Ruan Qi thought for a moment and felt that Shen Wenqian's words made some sense.
After all, being a public figure, it's better to be cautious with personal accounts.
"Then I'll transfer the money to the company account, and Brother Shen, you can return it for me."
