Chi Yue had assumed it was a client and had Dai Qiu show him in.
It wasn't until she saw the man that she understood why Dai Qiu had looked at her that way.
Zhan Qing stepped into the office, his long legs swiftly carrying him to the sofa where he sat down; the man behind him also took a seat.
Chi Yue was slow to react, "You..."
She was cut mid-sentence and sent Dai Qiu to make some tea, seating herself opposite them.
"I'm sorry for implicating you due to my personal issues," she said.
Her words conveyed an apology, yet her face showed no sign of sincerity.
The middle-aged man chuckled, "It's nothing, you can just call me Uncle, I was an old acquaintance of your mother."
Zhan Qing glanced at the man beside him and emotionlessly averted his gaze.
Uncle Qi, in the presence of his daughter-in-law, had hidden his identity.
