The door of the private booth was suddenly knocked on. A-Ruo spoke softly, "Come in." As the words fell, she was already prepared to have people put down their things and leave, only to see a man walk in. He wore a well-fitted shirt and suit trousers, a vest hugging his lean and strong frame. At just a single glance, A-Ruo stood up and looked at Qingyue, seeing that she merely put down her teacup and quietly stared at the newcomer.
Zhang Rishan stared at the person sitting there, his grip on the handkerchief tightening by a fraction. He strode forward, laid the handkerchief down, slightly bowed, and spoke, "Madam, when did you arrive in Sijiu City?" He hadn't received even a shred of news, only for her to be tracked down right to his doorstep.
Qingyue was silent for a moment before smiling in response, "Rishan, it has been a long time. Thirty years, I'd say?"
Chapter 953