To have both Third Master Zong of the Imperial Capital and Master Rong of Wenxi Island seated at the top table, their relationship with Shaoyan speaks for itself.
Qiu Huan could see that the bond between He Chen and the others was not something a casual friendship could interfere with.
Some people are destined only to be friends, while others are born brothers.
...
Another ten minutes passed, and Li Qiao was growing impatient when Shang Yu finally arrived, fashionably late.
Today's man was dressed exceptionally formally, in a black suit with dark motifs paired with a burgundy pocket square. Without a Windsor knot at the collar, the slightly opened two buttons exuded casualness and ease.
He approached Li Qiao step by step, leaning on the sofa with one hand, smirking as he bent down, "Sorry for the wait."
Li Qiao's impatience slowly faded from her eyes, and she responded calmly, "Not too long, just over an hour."
