"There's an important press conference at the company tomorrow, I won't be able to attend yours," he said apologetically, "I've just been too busy recently."
"It's okay!" Ning Xiaofei smiled, leaning her face against his chest, "I know you're busy, get some rest early!"
The man bent down to kiss her forehead and turned off the bedside lamp.
In a short while, she had peacefully fallen asleep, and Mu Tianye carefully extracted his arm from under her neck, went downstairs to make a cup of coffee for himself, opened the bedroom door to check that she was sleeping soundly, and then entered the study to sit down at the desk, his gaze returning to the screen.
Three hours into trading in the United States, Mu Corporation's stock had clearly been impacted by this event, the first time in ten years that the steadily growing Mu Corporation's stock had shown a downward turn.
Taking a sip of coffee, he reached for the phone and dialed Lu Li's number.
"These few days have been hard on you."
