Nie Heng noticed that after Ruan Qi finished speaking, Cheng Jinyan's indifferent handsome face became blank for a moment.
Young Master Cheng, celebrated and adored, had lived for twenty-seven years and seen many heart-stopping incidents, but he had never encountered someone like Ruan Qi, who asked for money in such a fresh and refined manner.
Cheng Jinyan felt somewhat conflicted, but he didn't find it unpleasant.
On the contrary, he sincerely thought it was perfectly fine for the young girl to ask for money.
After all, she had saved his life and only asked for twenty million; the young girl was too soft-hearted.
With these thoughts, Cheng Jinyan nodded lightly at Ruan Qi.
"Alright. After this situation is over, I will personally transfer the money to Miss Ruan."
The young girl's beautiful peach blossom eyes instantly lit up.
Her lips curled up in satisfaction, just as she was about to speak, a faint rustling sound drifted in on the night breeze.