Young Madam must have a way to let young master rest.
At 10 pm, di Qu punctually sent a cup of strong coffee to the study room, and then left.
In the huge study room, the incandescent light illuminated the room very brightly, as if it was daytime.
Working day and night, Yan Jun had long forgotten that it was already late at night, and it was time to rest.
Now that the Yan enterprise was forced to suspend trading, of course, this was not necessarily a bad thing for Yan Jun..
Lu Yiming was serious this time. It could be seen that he was not much more relaxed than Yan Jun..
Therefore, the most important thing at the moment was not the suspended shares of the Yan Corporation, but Huo Ting, whose movements had been restricted.
At the beginning of the battle between the two sides, the one who had battle value was always the first to be suppressed.
This could not be blamed on Huo Ting. Although he was the head of the military region, he still had to listen to the higher-level government.
Lu Yiming did something to it. It was very easy for Huo Ting to not be able to resist.
It was not until two o'clock in the morning that Yan Jun finally finished reading the documents sent from the Middle East. He also knew the latest situation on the Arqi Island, so he stretched out his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He leaned against the chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while.
Every time such a moment came, the room was especially quiet. It was so quiet that one could only hear the sound of "Da Da da... " coming from the clock hanging on the wall.
This kind of sound, every movement, was a kind of stimulation to the nerves, reminding Yan Jun of the loneliness he was experiencing at this moment.
It was a kind of loneliness that could tear a person's soul apart.
After a long silence, Yan Jun opened his dark eyes again and was about to grab a Coffee Cup.
When he picked it up, he realized that the cup was exceptionally light.
When he looked down, the bottom of the cup had already been seen.
Xiu Mei frowned very much. He pressed the internal line, wanting to get the servant on duty to send another cup of coffee up.
But just as he was about to say it, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window.
The chilly night wind rolled up the snow-white curtains, instantly blowing away the annoyance in Yan Jun's heart.
That slightly cold feeling was refreshing with a hint of sweetness.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the night when he and Xia Jinqi took their wedding photos.
He drove the car and brought her to the beach.
It was also so cold that she ran to buy two cups of hot milk. The tip of her nose was slightly red from the cold.
She cutely stomped her feet and handed the milk to him, saying that it would be better to drink some hot milk since it was already so late.
Her thin lips suddenly curled into a smile.
He did not know if his heart had been bewitched, but he changed his answer at the last minute. "Send A cup of hot milk up. "
"Yes, young master. "
Letting go of the inner line, Yan Jun stood up to stretch his body.
He casually took two steps and took out a picture book from the bookshelf in front of him, flipping through it page by page.
The maid quickly brought the hot milk up. Seeing that it was indeed late, she added, "young master, it's already three in the morning, it's time to rest. "
"En. " Yan Jun only gave a perfunctory "en. " His gaze was still fixed on the slightly immature sketch.
Seeing this, the servant did not dare to continue persuading him. She turned around and left quietly.
Ever since young Madam left, young master had always been in this state. As servants, they had long gotten used to it.
With the hot milk, Yan Jun flipped through an entire picture book before going back to the room where Yu Han and Xiao puff had stayed before.
It was dark inside and not a single sound could be heard.