Knocking on the door, He Youyi walked in and said softly, "They've arrived."
"Who?"
"Fan Wubing and Luo Qingyao."
Guan Xin paused slightly, falling into contemplation. After a moment, she resumed her writing.
He Youyi smiled and asked, "Aren't you going to meet them?"
Guan Xin said, "It's none of my business."
He Youyi felt somewhat helpless, "Reading isn't done that way. You have to communicate with people."
Guan Xin put down her pen, got up, and walked outside, "Okay."
She truly didn't hesitate at all; once a decision was made, she acted immediately.
However, what He Youyi couldn't understand was how she decided whether or not to do something.
…
Inside He Youyi's study.
Fan Wubing greeted politely, "Mr. He, Miss Guan Xin, hello."
Guan Xin remained expressionless as she returned the greeting, "Young Master Fan, Miss Luo, and..." She looked at Xianchan, momentarily unsure how to address him, "Little friend. Hello to all of you."
