Yi Qian dared not ask any further and seriously reported on the work.
Wen Yanqing seemed lost in thought several times, a state Yi Qian rarely witnessed in him, which inevitably caused him concern.
He halted mid-sentence, and the other party apparently noticed nothing. Yi Qian slowly closed the folder, "CEO, I think you might need to rest a bit. Your mental state doesn't seem too good."
After Yi Qian left, Lin Gantang came out of the guest room.
She watched Wen Yanqing who was still on the terrace and sat down along the wall, with her cat Ximi crawling onto her lap.
She absent-mindedly scratched Ximi's chin, glancing at the person on the terrace from time to time.
Ximi purred contentedly, and Wen Yanqing seemed to hear it, hoarsely calling out, "Ximi?"
Lin Gantang lowered her eyes and patted Ximi, coaxing it to go over.
