However, just as Lan Jianqing was saying this, the door was pushed open. A handsome figure stood at the entrance, his brows furrowed as he stared at the people in front of him.
Lan Jianqing's last few words were clearly heard by him.
The man whom they had arranged to meet hesitated for a moment before exclaiming joyfully, "He Xiuyu, it's actually you! When did you come back to Beijing? Why didn't you call me?"
He then rushed over and hugged He Xiuyu.
The entrance of He Xiuyu interrupted the conversation of the people there.
Then, He Xiuyu's gaze met Qiao Qingyu's.
Qiao Qingyu whispered to Rongrong, "Rongrong, sit here for a while, little aunt has something to take care of."
Rongrong, who was sensible, nodded her head. She had just heard her aunt's name mentioned and had stared in that direction several times, but unfortunately, she didn't recognize any of those people. Then she saw her uncle walk in.