"Alright, call me if anything comes up. Also, Jingxin is on duty today. If you need something, you can go to him. Make sure not to push yourself too hard; if you're feeling even a bit uncomfortable, say something."
Xie Qiyan, aware of Yuan Xiaoxiao's injuries, nodded without pushing her further. His tone was calm, yet his arrangements carried an undeniable dominance.
"Okay." Yuan Xiaoxiao felt her heart ease and nodded vigorously, then gave a small smile.
"Boss, let's go. Xiaoxiao needs her rest, it's late, and we still have work tomorrow."
Xie Qiyan turned to look at Gu Jingchen, his deep gaze filled with inquiry.
"Hmm, Qiyan, you can send Tingting and Xingyan home; you're closer to them anyway. Jingrui and Jingyu are both under the old man's strict scheduling, and Jingxin is still on duty."
Gu Jingchen instructed lightly, but his slender fingers still displayed a sense of authority, tightly holding onto the delicate hand of the woman he cherished.
"Alright."
