At this moment, one of his assistants walked over and said, "Boss, everyone else is ready."
Yan Yan was preoccupied with the pet at home and didn’t even lift his head.
He called Housekeeper Chen at home to ask about the situation and learned that Yun Qiluo was already eating obediently, which finally put his mind at ease.
Putting away his phone, he lazily headed toward the conference room.
Inside the villa, in the luxurious and bright dining room.
Yun Qiluo ate a little bit before putting down her bowl and chopsticks.
Even while eating cake, she didn’t seem too happy, looking rather listless.
Housekeeper Chen saw her for the first time and thought it was because Yan Yan hadn’t returned.
Concerned, he said, "Miss Yun, would you like to eat a bit more?"
Yun Qiluo shook her head and then asked, "Was it the beautiful woman who called just now?"
Housekeeper Chen smiled and said, "Yes, sir was worried you weren’t eating well."
"Oh." After responding, she bowed her head to wipe her mouth.
After tidying up, she went upstairs wearing slippers, her steps echoing.
Watching her small, thin back, Housekeeper Chen couldn’t help but sigh.
Miss Yun has grown up and has her own thoughts now.
Even when eating cake, I didn’t see her being too happy.
At nine o’clock in the evening, Yan Yan got home.
Looking at the empty living room and the turned-off TV.
After searching around and not finding a certain small figure, he couldn’t help but frown.
After handing his coat to the housekeeper, he lazily asked, "Where is she?"
Housekeeper Chen quickly replied, "Sir, Miss Yun has already gone upstairs; she went up right after eating."
"And she hasn’t come down since?"
"Yes, she might be asleep or reading in her room."
After saying this, Housekeeper Chen paused for a moment and added:
"Miss Yun’s mood seems not too good today."
The man’s gaze deepened as he started walking upstairs.
That little thing, could she really be upset because I didn’t come back to have dinner with her?
When he reached Yun Qiluo’s door, he specially knocked.
However, there was no response from inside; Yan Yan stood at the door with one hand in his pocket for a while.
His deep phoenix eyes stared intently at the door in front of him.
His expression grew lazier, but his eyes had a hint of danger.
Just two days ago, she threw a tantrum, and now she’s ignoring me?
This little thing is getting more daring day by day.
He didn’t knock again but turned back to his room, heading straight to the bathroom.
Thinking that once he comes out, he must check the surveillance to see what she’s doing.
If he finds out she’s watching cartoons, he really needs to discipline her.
Yan Yan came out of the bathroom half an hour later, wrapped in a black silk robe, his chest muscles subtly visible, appearing particularly enticing.
His hair was still wet, water dripping down his cheeks, and his already captivating face was radiating irresistible allure at this moment.
He glanced at the laptop on the table, turned around, took a hairdryer, and started blow-drying his hair while opening the laptop with one hand.
Skillfully, he opened the feed.
However, the room was unexpectedly empty.
The bathroom door was closed, and Yan Yan raised an eyebrow—is she taking a bath, which is why she didn’t come to open the door for him?
If that’s the case, it’s forgivable.
He watched for quite a while, but there was no movement on the screen.
He put away the hairdryer, returned, and turned off the surveillance, opened the office software, and leaned back lazily in his chair, starting to absent-mindedly handle the remaining tasks.
Soon, the only sound in the room was the man’s slender fingers tapping on the keyboard.