"Yes... it seems the Jiang Family has completely abandoned him. What is this?"
Clearly not expecting a detour for a stroll, Wen Li instinctively replied while holding a small transparent bottle in her palm, asking curiously.
It was slightly larger than a thumb, with no markings.
You could see it contained about half a bottle of thick liquid, and you could vividly sense the heat as if it were molten wax.
"A thank-you gift."
Casually casting aside any fears of a lingering chill, Fu Qian had already stood up.
"For the help before? That would certainly be an unexpected joy for Jiang En."
Wen Li was perceptive, seemingly grasping the idea quickly, and as she stood to follow, her gaze toward the item in her hand grew increasingly serious.
She clearly didn't mind such a leisurely walk, including the notion of a thank-you gift, which she accepted without doubt.
In her heart, Mr. Fu had always been generous and open-handed.
