Unbeknownst to Mr. Jiu, Ding Fengchun had become as resilient as a reed in the wind, no longer needing to rely on anyone to thrive. While she appeared to be pleading with Lin Han for help, she was actually sending a warning to everyone: she was fully capable of building her own network of connections once more. This wasn't a source of shame; it was a testament to her ability.
It was an ability even Mr. Jiu envied. After all, earning Lin Han's approval was no simple feat.
"Alright, I'll take you home. If you need something, why not just ask me directly?"
Ding Fengchun couldn't be bothered with pleasantries. She took out a card with a suggestive pattern and waved it in front of Mr. Jiu. The instant he reached for it, she snatched it back.
"Who are these people?"
Before Ding Fengchun left, outsiders were never allowed to meddle in this line of business. The only reason she came to ask was because she didn't want Qiao An to offend some big shot and run into danger.
