Huangfu Yu slept all the way until after four in the afternoon.
He was woken up by the incessant ringing of his phone.
When he opened his eyes, he felt an unprecedented exhaustion throughout his body. Slowly lifting his eyelids, he propped himself up and sat slowly, reaching for his phone. Taking a glance, it was a call from Jura.
"Young Master, did I disturb your rest?" Jura apologized as soon as the call connected.
"It's fine," Huangfu Yu replied, his voice hoarse.
"The two meetings this afternoon have been postponed for you. It's just that you rarely sleep this long, Young Master, and I was a bit worried, so I kept calling you. As long as you're fine, please continue resting."
Hearing the Young Master had answered, Jura finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Huangfu Yu hung up the phone, reached out, and gently massaged his temples.
He's rarely this tired, but today, he truly felt exceptionally drained.
