The next morning, Yu Mingche was supposed to handle the inner residence's affairs and the various industries under Ning Xuan's name as usual, but Yan Fuzhen had been waiting in the assembly hall for an hour, and Yu Mingche still hadn't shown up.
Yan Fuzhen went to Yu Mingche's courtyard to find him. Feng Linran, his face dark, glared at Yan Fuzhen and said that Yu Mingche was unwell and couldn't handle his duties. Any matters that were difficult to decide today should be reported directly to the Family Head.
Ning Xuan looked at the ledgers and various documents needing approval that Yan Fuzhen had delivered—it was a thick stack. She picked them up and flipped through a few files. While she recognized the words, she couldn't understand most of the content.
"These all need to be handled today? Can't we deal with them in a couple of days?" Ning Xuan asked hesitantly.
