Song Yue opened the door cleanly and decisively. His arm revealed extremely sexy lines under the cuff as he pushed the door forcefully, and his whole figure was coated in the warm tones reflected from the private room's lights.
Inside, four people were sitting around a large table. Three were senior officials from our partner companies, and one was a young woman, probably in her early twenties, about the same age as Ning Xuan. She was dressed in the typical style of a high-society lady, with her hair styled in big waves and designer labels on every piece of her wardrobe.
Upon seeing Song Yue's majestic appearance, she quickly showed a shy smile on her face.
"Finally, we've been expecting you, Mr. Busyman," The CEO of the partner company stood and joked as he saw Song Yue, offering a hand in greeting, "I've been inviting you for dinner for the past few months, but only now do you have the time."
It's normal for long-term partners to share a joke or banter a bit.
