"Qingyu'er, you go back first."
The gaze of the Lion King Beichen remained tightly fixed on Shu Guan as he spoke indifferently to Song Qingyu first.
"Stepfather!"
Song Qingyu called out with some hesitant nervousness.
"Ms. Song, don't worry. The Lion King and I will only be sharing a joyful drink today,"
Shu Guan said, smiling as he stood up.
"Whether we share a joyful drink or not, it's not up to you to decide,"
the Lion King Beichen retorted directly.
"Qingyu'er, you go back first."
At this moment, another woman entered the private room from outside. She appeared to be in her thirties, with a plump and graceful figure, but her demeanor was naïve and innocent.
"Stepmother, you're here too!"
Song Qingyu exclaimed in surprise.
However, after Lady Qingyu showed up, Song Qingyu departed, albeit still somewhat reluctant.
"Lion King, Lady Qingmei, please take a seat,"
Shu Guan gestured invitingly.
"Did you already know we would come?"
