Pei Heyan was handling documents when he suddenly responded, "Something the matter?"
Pei Jiadong leaned over, propping himself with a palm on the desk, and began, "I just finished settling into the company and organized a little get-together. I've already chosen the venue and would like to invite you to come and support the event."
"And Wen Tang, it would be best if she could come with you."
Pei Heyan's lips moved.
He indicated with a glance at the mountain of work beside him, "No time."
The smile on Pei Jiadong's face faded considerably.
He subconsciously touched his nose.
Then he spoke again, "Brother, are you not welcoming me?"
Pei Heyan remained silent.
Both knew what was unsaid.
Feigning ignorance despite understanding, Pei Jiadong added, "It's quite an event; we've invited quite a few people. If you don't go, it could give rise to gossip."
Pei Heyan was sparing with his words, "What time?"
Pei Jiadong smiled.
"Starts promptly at six."
