In no time, Song Wei indeed followed the guard to Songhe Building.
Upon entering the private room, he did not even glance at the middle-aged man in luxurious attire, walked straight to Wen Wan, carefully examined her from top to bottom, as if ensuring that this pair of master and servant had not harmed her, and visibly relaxed, "Wanwan, are you alright?"
The unease in Wen Wan's heart dissipated instantly upon seeing Song Wei; she curved her lips and shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke, "Mr. Song, please have a seat!"
Only then did Song Wei raise his eyes to look at the person opposite, but he didn't scrutinize him excessively and quickly withdrew his gaze, pulled out a rosewood chair, and sat down.
