The following morning, the Leng estate was alive with energy. Servants moved swiftly, preparing for an unexpected yet significant gathering. The brothers were dressed in casual yet refined attire, an unspoken signal that today was not just another ordinary day.
Qingxue, seated elegantly by the window, watched as Qiuhan reviewed some documents. His expression remained unreadable, but she knew him well enough to sense the underlying tension.
"What is it?" she asked.
Qiuhan glanced up, then set the papers aside. "Father wants us all to be present today. He hasn't said why, but it's important."
Before Qingxue could respond, the door swung open, and Leng Jiuhan strolled in, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "I heard we're being summoned. Any idea why?"
"Not yet," Yichen answered as he entered behind him. "But I assume it has to do with the guests arriving soon."
Guests?
Qingxue's gaze sharpened. Their father did not often entertain visitors without a purpose.
Leng Zhaoyan finally spoke, his voice calm but firm. "It's business."
Haoyu adjusted his cufflinks. "And if it's business that requires all of us, then it involves the future of the Leng family."
Qingxue remained composed, but inwardly, she braced herself.
Moments later, they descended the grand staircase together, a formidable sight. Their presence alone demanded attention, and by the time they reached the main hall, their parents were already waiting.
Jiang Yuixen greeted them with a gentle smile, though Qingxue did not miss the glint of sharpness in her mother's gaze.
Leng Zhen's presence was as commanding as ever. He gestured toward the large doors. "They will be arriving shortly."
A sleek black car pulled into the driveway. The doors opened, and from it stepped two figures.
One was a man of power, his stature imposing, his gaze sharp—an influential figure in the business world.
The other was a boy, three years older than Qingxue. His cold demeanor matched hers, but when his golden eyes landed on her, something shifted in his expression.
Qingxue's breath stilled for a fraction of a second.
He had grown taller, his presence even more unshakable than before.
But he had not changed.
Because the moment he saw her, his lips curved into something dangerously soft.
"Xiao Xue."
The world around them faded.
Their childhood bond had never wavered.
And Ruolan's storm was about to begin.