Nan Qingqing stepped forward, "Teacher Gu, where are you living now? Shall I have my driver take you back to your place?"
Gu Chuxin looked at the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng, her eyes almost wishing they could attach themselves to the ginseng, but she didn't forget to reply to Nan Qingqing.
"Someone will come to pick me up later, let them take it then."
A trace of irritation flickered through the depths of Nan Qingqing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, leaving a pure and innocent smile in its place.
"That's fine."
It was only then that Gu Chuxin deigned to look up at Nan Qingqing.
"You gave me such a nice gift, what do you want? To save someone?"
Upon hearing this, Nan Qingqing's smile remained unchanged at the corner of her lips.
"Teacher Gu, I don't need you to save anyone for me. I just have a small favor to ask of you."
Gu Chuxin's eyes returned to the ginseng once more, filled with a greedy expression.
"What do you want me to help you with?"
