Half an hour later, Ning Fan arrived at a café where Su Qingcheng was already waiting for him.
"Miss Su, have you already heard about Miss Xu returning to the provincial city?" Ning Fan said.
Su Qingcheng nodded and replied, "Of course, I know."
Ning Fan remembered the entrusted words in the letter Xu Yourong had left behind and went on, "Miss Su, is there anything I can help you with? Miss Xu told me before she left to let me know if there's anything I could do for you."
"You help me? Ha, no need, I don't have anything I need your help with." Su Qingcheng shook her head, her tone tinged with disdain.
"Then do you have some business with me, Miss Su?" Ning Fan inquired.
After a moment of silence, Su Qingcheng took out a kraft paper bag from her own bag and placed it on the table in front of Ning Fan.
"What is this?" Ning Fan was startled and felt that the kraft paper bag seemed vaguely familiar.