"Brother Gu, what wind has brought you here today? It's rare indeed. Didn't your wife come with you?"
Ning Wanru greeted him with great enthusiasm.
And a servant had already brought over some iced tea and fruit.
They respectfully placed it on the coffee table in front of Gu Qingfeng.
Steward Wu waved his hand, signaling them to quickly push everything out.
Old Patriarch never visits without cause; it must be an ill wind that brings him.
Gu Qingfeng spoke faintly, "Sit down, I have something to discuss with you."
Ning Wanru smiled and sat down, her cool gaze sweeping over Gu Qingfeng, unsure of what he intended.
Gu Qingfeng had come with Uncle Gu.
They had not let Tianfeng come; he was to stay at home and focus on his writing.
Some matters cannot be resolved in a single step.
It is always best to proceed in an orderly fashion.
Uncle Gu opened the briefcase he was holding and handed it to Steward Wu, then looked at Ning Wanru and said, "Take a look at this document first."