Wen Xin's gaze had remained fixed on Old Mr. Ou, and she naturally noticed the change in his eyes, allowing a gentle smile to spread across her face.
"Indeed, the thing that Ou Shen Zhi treasured like a jewel was my discarded draft. I didn't say anything at the time because I never thought he would study it so seriously…"
Wen Xin tilted her head, looking at Old Mr. Ou with a slight upward curve of her lips, a playful smile appearing on her face.
"I know that your most cherished grandson is Ou Shen Zhi, Old man. You hesitate to speak to me because you feel guilty…"
"But don't worry, old man, I do have my conditions. If you let me take Ou Shen Zhi out, then you, on the other hand, help me protect Beijing, especially the Mu family. Can you promise me that?"
Wen Xin knew that Old Mr. Ou disliked owing favors, and fortunately, she also needed his help, so this trade was very beneficial for both parties.