Xiu Qian was at the company entrance to pick up Xiao Qimo on time.
Returning to the company he established in his youth, Xiao Qimo paused for a moment.
He founded Shadow Hunting Team at 14 and established Sufeng Game Company at 15. The once restlessly passionate teenager, after so many years, was now clad in a suit and shoes, standing here once again.
Things were different, and the sentiment of youth was hard to retrieve.
Xiu Qian looked at the tall, well-built, and handsome man beside him, and underneath those brooding dark eyes lay unresolved resentment as well as endless admiration.
Xiao Qimo's excellence was unparalleled.
"Uncle, let's go in," Xiu Qian, who wasn't particularly skilled at social interactions, said rather dryly.
Xiao Qimo took a step forward.
After walking a few steps, Xiu Qian casually brought up a topic, saying with a sigh, "I didn't expect you would agree to come. I'm actually quite happy."