He glanced at the watch on his wrist; it was already half past ten.
He finally couldn't resist standing up and walking out.
Opening the door, Housekeeper Chen was waiting there.
"Sir, do you need anything?"
Yan Yan frowned slightly. "Where is she?"
After a few experiences, Housekeeper Chen already knew whom he was asking about.
He smiled and said, "Miss Yun has already gone back to her room."
Not watching cartoons in the living room?
Or did she go back to her room to watch them?
Before Yan Yan could speak, Housekeeper Chen asked again, "Do you need her for something, sir? If you need, I can knock on her door for you."
"No need."
The man casually tossed back a reply, closed the door, and returned to his bed.
But listening to the thunderstorm outside, he couldn't sleep no matter what, and suddenly thought of something.
He got up, picked up the black office notebook beside him, powered it on, and then opened a certain software.
