Shortly after Chu Liyuan left, Chu Li's phone rang. The person calling him was none other than Jian Dan, currently at Li Garden.
"Uncle, why haven't you come back so late?"
"Why are you still awake so late?" Chu Liyuan spoke indifferently, with no hint of emotional change in his tone.
"Uncle, you've been working so late every day these past few days. How can your body take it?" Her tone was filled with deep concern.
"The company matters have indeed been quite numerous these days. It's alright, I'll pay attention to my schedule. You shouldn't stay up too late; go rest early!" After saying that, and without giving Jian Dan a chance to respond, he hung up the phone.
Jian Dan, who was hung up on, unconsciously furrowed her brows, a sense of foreboding welling up in her heart.
After hanging up, Chu Liyuan, with his elbows propped on the table and his hands supporting his temples, looked dejectedly at the desktop.
