Why Not Ask For My Help Now

Jiang Qilin had packed pastries for Yun Xi for their return trip. Mu Feichi looked at the huge bag that Yun Xi was cradling in her arms and laughed gently.

"He really does know how to get on your good side. But it will do you good that you healed Qilin's legs."

HMMM? Yun Xi looked up at him and shoved her half-eaten red bean steamed cake into Mu Feichi's mouth. "What do you mean? I only treated his legs out of sympathy. I didn't expect anything from him."

"The heirs of the big four wealthiest families and the heads of the big three noble families are the judges for this year's socialite ball. Once Jiang Qilin reclaims his place as the heir, this will be beneficial for your plans and he can give you his vote too. You don't have to do much this year to get the number one socialite title."