Chu Yan looked at the flowers in his hand and smiled helplessly. Even hypnotic drugs were no longer effective against him, so how could a bouquet of flowers solve the problem?
However, I didn't want to reject the girl's feelings, so I ended up taking the flowers home.
When the driver saw the president carrying a bouquet of flowers on the way, he felt a little strange, but he didn't dare to say anything.
Chu Yan sat in the back row, holding the flowers. Smelling the faint fragrance and listening to the quiet music, he actually felt a little sleepy.
When Chu Yan finally got home, he felt unusually sleepy.
He didn't want to shake off the drowsiness, so he did nothing, took the flowers back to his room, changed into more comfortable clothes, and then lay down on the bed.
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The next morning, Wan Ge got ready as usual and went to work, but Chu Yan still hadn't come to work by 10 a.m.
Knowing there was a meeting later and a very important contract to discuss in the afternoon, but the president still hadn't arrived, the assistant grew anxious. She glanced at her colleagues, who were also looking at her with innocent expressions.
Finally, they all turned their attention to Wan Ge without prior arrangement.
After feeling the gaze, Wan Ge raised her head in confusion.
With a faint smile on her face, the assistant walked over to Wan Ge and said, "Xiao Lu, go to the president's house later and see if he's home."
Chu Yan's phone was always on silent, so the other party didn't answer their call.
They didn't know that Chu Yan had a severe sleep disorder that was unresponsive to sleeping pills, and that psychologists had searched for a long time without finding the cause.
The assistants didn't know if the CEO was home or not. If the CEO hadn't gotten up yet... they really didn't want to see his gloomy face. They felt like they were about to be fired, it was terrifying.
Wan Ge replied with an "okay," and soon the other party gave her the address.
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When Wan Ge arrived at his house, the cleaning staff were all preparing to leave.
Chu Yan doesn't like people being home, especially at night, so they always come in the morning to prepare breakfast for him and tidy up the house before leaving.
The chef will come again in the afternoon, finish cooking, and then leave.
The housekeeper, recognizing Wan Ge as Chu Yan's employee, said softly, "Mr. Chu should still be in his bedroom today; we don't dare call him. Miss Lu, perhaps you..."
Wan Ge replied with an "okay," and then let them leave first.
Finally, Wan Ge walked to the other person's door and knocked for a while before she heard a sound coming from inside.
Chu Yan was still quite confused, and in a daze, he walked to the door and opened it.
Wan Ge looked up and saw a man with slightly disheveled clothes and sleepy eyes. His adorable appearance reminded her of her past life, where he was also an adorable little man.
"Good morning, Mr. Chu." Wan Ge's gentle voice reached Chu Yan's ears.
Chu Yan was still a little confused and couldn't remember who the other person was for a moment. It wasn't until he came to his senses that he suddenly remembered.
Because of his poor sleep, he usually has a bad temper when he wakes up, but he doesn't know if it's because he slept too well yesterday or because the woman in front of him is too gentle, but Chu Yan didn't seem to have any intention of getting angry when he saw her.
"What time is it now?" Chu Yan was still a little confused, but he opened the door and allowed the other person to enter his room.
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