Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 239: Return of Ares’ Tears

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“What does it mean?” Shen Wan raised her eyes to look at him.

Quan Ranting replied, “Returning things to their rightful owner.”

“I already gave it to Seventh Lord.”

The man’s expression turned slightly cold, and his tone grew firm, “I said, returning things to their rightful owner!”

He emphasized the last four words deliberately, and Shen Wan raised an eyebrow—

Returning things to their rightful owner?

Could it be… he wanted her to take it back and give it to Shen Qian?

Seemingly understanding Shen Wan’s thoughts, Quan Ranting gave her an affirmative look.

But…

Why?

Didn’t Lushen want it? Even if he did, why go through her?

Suppressing her doubts for the moment, Shen Wan eventually decided to accept it.

Since it was from Quan Ranting, she wasn’t afraid of Lushen trying to take it back.

Even if he wanted to, she believed he didn’t have the guts!

Before getting out of the car, she heard the man’s deep voice from behind—

“If you need help in the future, just come to me directly, don’t go to Night Paris anymore. It’s not an ordinary nightclub, and you still can’t afford to get on their bad side.”

The first half of his statement made Shen Wan’s breath tighten, but after hearing the second half, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned and faced him directly, “Will you help me?”

“I will.”

“Even if I can’t offer the reward you want?”

The man chuckled lightly. “Not being able to offer it now doesn’t mean you won’t be able to in the future.” He seemed to have realized that he couldn’t rush Shen Wan and had to approach her slowly, step by step, so she wouldn’t act like a startled hedgehog, either running away or pricking someone.

“What if you can’t help with my problems?”

“Then no one else can either.” Self-assured and bold, Quan Ranting had a certain radiance about him, making Shen Wan’s eyes shimmer.

“Alright,” she said, “I’ll remember that.”

“Good girl.”

Just as she returned to the company, Shen Wan ran into Miao Miao, who was walking hurriedly and appeared anxious—

“Thank goodness! President Shen, you’ve finally returned!”

“What happened?”

“About twenty minutes ago, a team of external accountants suddenly descended, and Sister Choi was asked to hand over all the company’s financial records, claiming they want… to liquidate the company.”

Shen Wan’s gaze suddenly sharpened, “Where are they?”

“They are still in the office.”

“Let’s go and see.”

Miao Miao’s heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly landed, and she raised her head confidently, striding alongside Shen Wan.

We may lose the battle, but we won’t lose the war!

“I’ve said it before, I will only hand over the relevant documents after President Shen agrees. Until then, you can wait or leave,” Choi Yun faced seven or eight men, standing her ground in an imposing manner.

“Manager Choi, this is an order from the group headquarters, you need to understand that!” The leader, a man with a round beer belly, almost shouted it out.

They tried to persuade and negotiate with her for nearly half an hour, but this petite finance manager remained unyielding, repeatedly causing difficulties.

Despite the menacing demeanor of the men, Choi Yun remained unmoved. Even when the man’s spit flew onto her face during his aggressive speech, she didn’t flinch. It was as if she believed that retreating now would mean defeat!

“I don’t care about any group or not. All I know is that Mingya is under President Shen’s authority. Without her approval, you won’t be allowed to audit the accounts privately!”

“I don’t know if you’ve understood the situation, but I’ve repeated it many times. The group has sent us to conduct a financial audit of Mingya Advertising Company. You kept saying ‘audit the accounts privately,’ do you not understand plain language?!”

“It’s you who haven’t understood the situation! If the president doesn’t return, the accounts won’t be provided, it’s as simple as that!” Choi Yun’s voice wasn’t as loud as the man’s, but every word she spoke was resolute and powerful.

The other side’s expression turned ruthless, “Do you believe I’ll….”