The person outside watched the police officers leave; moments later, they pushed the door open and entered.
Li Qiao lifted her head to see a man in a white shirt and blue trousers approaching.
About thirty-five years old, he emanated a mature aura, his every movement exuding a steadiness that comes with the passage of time.
The man walked straight up to Shang Yu, a smile playing on his lips as he greeted him, "Master Yan, it's been a long time."
The man glanced at Li Qiao and, seeing that she was still intently sizing him up, pursed his thin lips in slight displeasure, "Please, take a seat."
Su Yujing, the current head of the Longhuai Su Family.
The interaction between him and Shang Yu wasn't particularly close; certainly not as warm as that between friends.
"And this is?" After Su Yujing sat down and rolled up his sleeves, he turned his head to look at Li Qiao with a somewhat surprised expression.
Shang Yu took a sip from his teacup and replied, "My fiancée, Li Qiao."
