"He's here!"
Above the dining room, everyone fell silent.
Along with the anger bottled up inside Mr. Pei, who also stopped speaking.
The moment the main door swung open, all eyes turned towards the entrance.
Indeed, the person who walked in was the young master of the Cheng Family, Cheng Jiaxu.
Mr. Pei quickly got up and hurried over to greet him.
"Jiaxu, you've arrived," he said.
Cheng Jiaxu pulled out a smile; his facial features suggested he was an honest person.
Handsome, gentle.
There was no shade between his brows, an existence one could see through at a glance.
He walked forward, smiling, as the butler took the gift from his hand.
Once his hands were free, Cheng Jiaxu took Mr. Pei's arm affectionately and walked towards the dining area.
"Uncle Pei, I apologize for my tardiness," he said.
"It's nothing; we've only just arrived ourselves. Please take a seat. Today is a family dinner, just among ourselves, so don't be formal."