After entering Wanfeng Tea House, Chen Dong simply had a waiter serve Su Rui a pot of tea and some exquisite pastries before leaving on his own.
Having sat in the hall for a full half hour, Su Rui naturally found it a little boring.
Moreover, he knew perfectly well why they were deliberately leaving him hanging. In his eyes, though, such petty tactics were childish and laughable.
He had only taken one sip of the tea on the table and had not touched the pastries at all.
Though these things were expensive, they did not suit his tastes.
Glancing at the time on his watch, Su Rui saw that it was already around 8:10. He stood, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave.
Since Madam Li insisted on playing these condescending little games and keeping him waiting, Su Rui had no reason to follow her rhythm.
After all, he held the initiative in this matter.
Tap, tap...
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Madam Li and Chen Dong emerged one after the other from the corner of the hallway and headed into the hall.
It had to be said that after Li Ruobing's mother died of illness, Madam Li had quickly won Li Guodong's favor. Her looks and bearing were undoubtedly exceptional.
Though she was now over forty, she had maintained her face and figure extremely well, without the slightest loss of shape. She looked barely over thirty, carrying the charm and noble air of a mature woman, like an imperial consort from ancient times.
Yet the hint of indifference in her brows and eyes, along with her faint air of superiority, still allowed one to see through the surface to her true character.
"Sorry. I had a small matter to deal with and kept you