Xu Zhiyuan's face betrayed no emotion, his customary scholarly gentleness emanating: "Indeed, a valued guest."
Xiang Wan offered a graceful smile: "I heard from the young master that his big brother has always taken great care of him, indulging him like a child. He couldn't wait to share even the news of making a new friend. I truly envy having a brother like you."
Her words made it clear: she was unaware of the intricacies of their brotherly relationship, and that her acquaintance with Xu Zhiheng was also fairly recent and not particularly deep.
Upon hearing her, Xu Zhiyuan cracked a smile: "Xiaowan, make yourself at home here, do as you please, and don't feel uncomfortable. Oh, and Xingyun is here too."
When Xiang Wan heard that Zuo Xingyun was present, she paused in surprise.
She had assumed that at a time like this, Zuo Xingyun would avoid contact with the Xu Family and not attend the gathering.
After all, she had thought too much.
