RMM -Chapter 230 The Chairman’s Journey as a Dad

Gu Jiawei? Never heard of him, Su Ruo wondered, though she didn’t show it. She smiled and extended her hand to shake his.

“Hello, I’m Su Ruo.”

“I’ve heard of you for a long time and have always wanted to meet you. Today I finally have the chance. Truly, seeing is better than hearing.”

Gu Jiawei retracted his hand and said to Su Ruo with a friendly smile. Though his words were teasing, his expression was generous and amicable, leaving no sense of discomfort.

Su Ruo laughed in reply. “It’s all just rumors and jokes. Not to be taken seriously.”

Su Ruo knew exactly what kind of rumors Gu Jiawei had heard. In her mind, she thought: apart from her appearance, all the other praises he might have heard about her weren’t really hers. She felt undeserving of such compliments…

But Gu Jiawei didn’t seem to mind. His gaze shifted, and he tilted his head to look at Xi Yuechen, joking: “I didn’t expect you, Xi Yuechen, to be so lucky. What high incense have you burned?”

Xi Yuechen didn’t react to the teasing at all, as if he hadn’t heard it. He simply handed their child to Su Ruo, careful and cautious in his movements.

As Su Ruo took their son, she concluded in her mind that Gu Jiawei really must be a friend of the chairman. Their relationship must be close; otherwise, few would dare joke with the chairman like that.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xi Yuechen explained to Su Ruo: “He’s a friend of mine.”

Su Ruo felt a stir in her heart. As expected, the only person the chairman would openly acknowledge as a friend was Gu Jiawei. The others she had met before, like Lin Ge and the others—even if she had dined with them with the chairman—were merely “comrades” in his eyes. They had also come to Xi’s full-month banquet but were seated in the front hall. She had greeted them, and then everyone did their own thing. But Gu Jiawei was personally brought over by the chairman to greet her—a truly exceptional friend.

So, the chairman does have friends, Su Ruo thought with a quiet sigh. She had assumed he was just a blunt, socially clueless person who couldn’t make friends, always cold and indifferent. Who would want to be his friend? He probably only had two types of people in his social circle: family and comrades.

But unexpectedly, a friend had appeared today. Su Ruo was curious. Gu Jiawei was a graceful, elegant young man. How could someone like him become friends with the chairman? The gap between them seemed huge.

But this was ultimately a good thing. If the chairman truly had no friends, she would feel bad for him.

“Come sit. Look at my reaction. Su Heng, Yuehui, what are you two standing at the door for? Come in!”

After a brief moment of reflection, Su Ruo realized they had all been standing and hurriedly called them over, silently blaming Xi Yuechen for not giving her a heads-up about his friend and letting them stand there so long.

Little did she know, it wasn’t Xi Yuechen who had brought Gu Jiawei over—it was Gu Jiawei who insisted on coming himself.

Su Heng and Xi Yuehui were watching the scene unfold, enjoying the interaction between Su Ruo and Gu Jiawei while also looking at the motionless others. They grinned but quickly straightened their expressions when Su Ruo called them to the table.

The dining table area was extremely quiet. Everyone was stunned and shaken. One unexpected appearance from Xi Yuechen was already overwhelming; now there was Gu Jiawei as well!

No one expected their first encounter with Gu Jiawei to be under such circumstances. Heaven, what kind of joke was this? Though they had long wanted to see Gu Jiawei in person, if it meant enduring this, they’d rather not.

Being embarrassed in front of two “legendary figures” was quite a blow to their pride.

So, while Su Ruo was busy inviting Gu Jiawei to sit, the once loud and cheerful group became awkward and reserved, expressions tinged with embarrassment.

It was understandable. From childhood, they had grown up under the influence of Xi Yuechen and Gu Jiawei. Initial admiration, after repeated advice from elders, had turned into resistance. As they matured, their feelings transformed into respect. Although their contact with the two had been limited, they had heard of their accomplishments and had to admit these two were indeed superior. Recognizing this didn’t harm their pride; it was simply acknowledging the excellence of others.

Bow to true strength—this has nothing to do with self-esteem.

After years of experience, Xi Yuechen and Gu Jiawei had become idolized figures to them. Being seen in such an ungraceful light was naturally hard to process.

Su Ruo, however, knew none of this. She hadn’t even heard of Gu Jiawei. She spoke freely, treating him as Xi Yuechen’s friend, finding him approachable and easygoing. In her eyes, only Xi Yuechen was a towering figure; everyone else? Who cares.

“Why so quiet? Weren’t you all eager to see my son? Here he is.”

As Su Ruo sat with Xi in her arms, she noticed the strange silence at the table and asked aloud. She had thought everyone was just uneasy because of Xi Yuechen’s presence—they had seen him many times. Why so stiff? Is the chairman really that terrifying?

She didn’t realize Gu Jiawei was one reason for the quiet. As a first-time guest, he might also feel awkward in such a tense atmosphere.

“Let me see Xi… oh, getting cuter and cuter. When he grows up, he’ll be a stunning, incomparable beauty.”

He Wen, sitting beside Su Ruo, was the first to respond. She looked at Xi, who was awake with big watery eyes, and smiled, charmed.

“Stop. Can you use idioms properly? Is that how you describe a boy? ‘Jade tree in the wind’ would be more suitable.”

Su Ruo glanced at He Wen and corrected her misused idiom. “Astonishing beauty” isn’t appropriate for a son.

“Hehe, I just got so excited seeing our little Xi. He’s too cute,” He Wen laughed, unconcerned with the mistake, continuing to play with Xi.

Su Ruo didn’t mind. She looked up and introduced Gu Jiawei to the others. “This is Gu Jiawei, the chairman’s friend. Not sure if you all know him.”

As an outsider, Su Ruo wasn’t aware of the inner circle. Gu Jiawei might not know her, but he could know the others; after all, the circle was small. Most should have heard of him.

“Gu, it’s an honor. Never expected to meet you today thanks to Xi. I’m Feng Weijia.”

No surprise—Feng Weijia, the proud third young master, had quickly regained composure, speaking with calm confidence and grace.

Gu Jiawei nodded and smiled. “I’ve long heard of you, Feng Weijia. Meeting today, you truly live up to your reputation. What a shame we meet only once.”

Gu Jiawei’s words praised Feng Weijia. Years ago, the once reckless third young master had matured into a composed and capable man, impeccable in demeanor. Whether a reformed rogue or naturally talented, he would surely not be ordinary.

Feng Weijia recognized Gu Jiawei, though Gu Jiawei did not know him. This was understandable; they had only met once at a dinner years ago, enough to leave an impression.

With Feng Weijia breaking the ice, others followed suit and introduced themselves. Fortunately, there weren’t many people, so it didn’t take long.

The atmosphere became lively. Everyone exchanged words in turn. It wasn’t as relaxed as before, but much better than the previous tension.

Xi Yuechen remained silent throughout, speaking only a few words to Su Ruo or Gu Jiawei, otherwise motionless.

He Wen and Duan Wei sat together. With Xi Yuechen and Gu Jiawei present, they no longer chatted casually but focused on serious topics, whispering among themselves.

It wasn’t surprising—they were conscious of Su Ruo, Xi, and Gu Jiawei. Right now, she only had time for her son and husband.

“Looks like Chairman Xi is getting better and better at being a dad, tsk tsk.”

He Wen whispered, recalling Xi holding Xi earlier. Who would have expected the cold, indifferent chairman to show such fatherly affection? Truly shocking.

“Yes, and he’s getting smoother at it. Just now, his gestures and expressions were so practiced, clearly experienced,” Duan Wei added, equally impressed.

Thanks to Su Ruo, ever since she married Xi Yuechen, they had witnessed Xi becoming more humane. They felt deeply moved.

They used to worry if Su Ruo would suffer marrying Xi Yuechen—the icy, emotionless type. Yet even he could thaw. Now, although the chairman remained cold as ever, his treatment of Su Ruo was impeccable. And of course, Su Ruo always expressed happiness, confirming it further.

“What are you two talking about?”

The two were chatting happily when Su Ruo suddenly approached, curious.

“Nothing, nothing. Just chatting casually,” He Wen forced a laugh, denying it. Joke—how could she overhear them talking about her husband?

Su Ruo didn’t believe them. She had just seen them enjoying their conversation, hence her curiosity.

Just as she was about to press further, her phone rang. With no choice, she threw a suspicious glance at them and pulled it out of her coat pocket.

“Yun Zhen?”

It was Zhou Yun Zhen calling.