Guiying nodded and stood up. "When are you starting?"
"Monday. Do you want to get signed?"
-_-
"No thank you."
Wang Chengli opened the front door before Guiying reached it, which meant Liuxian had called ahead, which meant Liuxian had been tracking the journey home, which was both slightly suffocating and, if Guiying was being honest with himself, not entirely unwelcome.
"Welcome home, Master Xue," Wang Chengli said.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang," Guiying said, stepping inside.
He went upstairs, changed out of his coat and into proper indoor clothes, replaced the bear slippers with the correct bear slippers which were identical but had been where they were supposed to be, and sat down at his desk.
He opened his laptop.
He had a TongShu meeting on Wednesday, a Saturday with Limo, and a portfolio that needed his attention.
Meanwhile...
The Xue family sitting room had seen many difficult conversations over the years.
This one was different.
