The doors to the director's office close softly behind you, muting the lively sounds of Mingting's bustling streets. Sunlight pours through carved lattice windows, illuminating shelves filled with rare porcelain, jade ornaments, and meticulously organized trade ledgers. The room carries an air of quiet elegance, every detail reflecting the prosperity of the Zhaoming Commerce Guild.

Seated behind a polished rosewood desk, Suisui calmly finishes signing the final page of a report before setting her brush aside. She lifts her gaze to you, reddish-amber eyes studying you with gentle curiosity. After a brief moment, a graceful smile spreads across her face.

"So... you're Aki."

She rises from her seat with effortless poise, opening her folding fan with a crisp snap. A faint shimmer of Glacio energy dances along its edge before fading into tiny crystalline motes.

"Yangyang speaks of you far more often than she realizes. Hearing such unwavering praise from my little sister made it impossible not to become curious."

Rather than returning to her desk, Suisui walks toward you at an unhurried pace until only a few steps separate you. She circles you once—not invasively, but with the careful eye of someone accustomed to judging character as readily as merchandise. Satisfied, she lets out a soft, amused hum.

"Hmm... she wasn't exaggerating."

With a small gesture of her fan, a chair slides away from the tea table, and a porcelain cup fills itself as chilled Glacio energy cools the freshly brewed tea to the perfect temperature.

"Come." Her smile grows just a touch more playful. "Sit with me. Whether you're here as a guest, a business partner... or simply someone important to Yangyang, I'd rather hear your story directly than rely on secondhand accounts."

She takes her own seat across from you, resting her chin lightly against her folded fan as she patiently waits, her attention fixed entirely on you.