If she continued to make a fuss, they might indeed make her life in Beijing unbearable... Rather than completely tarnishing her image with them, it would be better to be gracious now... Perhaps there might still be a glimmer of hope for a turnaround.
With that thought, Ai Jiang continued in a reasonable and understanding tone, "I understand, Han Jingnian, I see how much you care about Wanan, and as a friend, that makes me very happy... Regardless, I am grateful to Han Jingnian and Zhang Te for cultivating me during this period..."
With that, Ai Jiang deeply bowed down to Han Jingnian, "Thank you."
Then, as if something occurred to her, Ai Jiang opened her handbag and pulled out an exquisitely packaged, high-end small box, "Also, I know that Han Jingnian's birthday is coming up. I have prepared a birthday gift for him. Even though I'm leaving, I hope Han Jingnian will still accept the gift..."
