In the early morning, Bai Yiran stood under the porch, stretching with fatigue. Her sleep wasn't great, fragmented with intermittent dreams and sudden awakenings. By the end, Bai Yiran couldn't distinguish if she was asleep or awake, whether she was in a dream or reality.
However, last night's dream didn't contain any terrifying scenes, though it was chaotic, leaving her exhausted.
Turning her head slightly, she saw through the large glass window that Leng Yichen was still working at his desk. His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, occasionally blinking to alleviate the fatigue.
This man, did he not sleep all night?
In the eyes of the world, Leng Yichen manages a broadly established group. With just a few clicks, money flows endlessly. His employees earn money for him while he only needs to socialize and make decisions, leaving plenty of time for indulgence and pleasure.
