Li Beinian looked away from her sleeve and walked slowly to the door.
She looked through the peephole and was slightly stunned.
"What brings him here?"
When Mu Xichen heard her mumbling this question, he looked towards her and asked, "Who's that?"
Without replying to him, Li Beinian opened the door.
Mu Xichen's question was quickly answered.
A middle-aged man in a black suit stood at the door.
His snow-white hair was immaculately combed back and he was dressed in a dignified way.
He smiled and peered at Li Beinian from behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Miss Beinian, we meet again." Will spoke in standard Chinese, but his London accent was particularly dramatic.
Li Beinian was a little surprised. "Mr. Will, what brings you here?"
Will glanced at her and his eyes quickly fell on Mu Xichen.
At this point, Mu Xichen set his coffee cup down on the table and walked over.