Xue Rui sat in the private room for a while before he heard Xue Jianfeng's voice talking with someone outside the door.
"Old Gu, it's been so many years. Why the long face? You should smile more."
Seeing that they had arrived, Xue Rui quickly stood up. He glanced back and saw Xue Yao was still playing on her phone.
He shot her a glare and pulled Xue Yao to her feet.
"So rude," Xue Rui chided in a low voice.
Xue Yao put her phone away and pouted, looking a little indignant.
Xue Rui walked to the door, smiling as he greeted the approaching group.
Xue Jianfeng had his arm around another man's shoulder, and the two walked over together.
Xue Rui recognized Gu Qingshan at first glance. Though not as young and handsome as in the photos, he now possessed a refined and steady maturity, with a hint of an authoritative air that commanded respect without anger.
Xue Rui had seen many people like this; it was the kind of aura one developed from years of holding a high-ranking position.
