Chu Aotian paused for a moment, then smiled broadly, placing his large, strong hand on her shoulder with a hearty laugh, "I didn't help you for a reward. You don't need to feel any burden. Besides, haven't you already thanked me?"
He pulled out an A4 paper and waved it in front of Rong Yan, his mature face smiling as he said, "I really like this. I'm sure my wife will like it too."
Rong Yan pursed her lips, touched by his warmth, and offered again, "Mr. Nie, if it's convenient, when we get to Capital City, I'd like to invite you and your wife to dinner."
She hurriedly spoke before Chu Aotian, "I know with Mr. Nie's status, you surely don't lack money or invitations. I mean nothing else — just pure gratitude for your help. No matter how easy it might have been for you to help me, it was like saving my life."
"I originally wanted to say that if you ever need help in the future, I'll do my utmost."
