"Master Qin, those things outside are a gift for you from Old Master Deng for giving him the calligraphy. Also, this is for saving Young Master Deng and the Deng family. Old Master Deng asked me to give it to you in person."
Liang Jiaming took out a check from his pocket. On it was a million yuan. He placed it in front of her respectfully.
Cheng Haizhong, Zheng Zhou, and the others gasped. They were considered rich people, but they had never seen a million yuan.
Not to mention Han Dazhu and Luo Xiujuan. If not for their good health, they would have fainted from shock and excitement.
Qin Xi frowned and did not look at the check. Instead, she said, "The calligraphy is a birthday gift from me. There's no need to return the favor. As for Deng Xinhe, he has already given me the reward. Take the things back!"