"Three less, early." Xiaocha greeted the man respectfully.

"Hmm."

The man replied indifferently and walked straight into the dining area.

At the dining table, the man flipped through his phone with one hand, checked the company's affairs, and ate breakfast at the same time.

Except for the occasional clashing of cutlery, everything seemed quiet.

A car was parked outside the villa and waited quietly.

At eight o'clock, the man who had breakfast left the villa, opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

Tsing Yi in the driver's seat handed the laptop on his lap to the man in the back seat.

Then while starting the engine, he began to report to the man about today's itinerary: "There is a meeting at 10 o'clock in the morning, which ends at about 11:30 o'clock, and I made an appointment with President Lin at 12 o'clock at noon in the Financial Harbor......

The man held a notebook on his lap, slightly bowed his head to examine the information on the screen, his fingertips tapping on the keyboard from time to time, and occasionally responding to the Tsing Yi in the driver's seat.

The car drove all the way out of Wuyuan and into the commercial street......

Finally stop in front of a building.

"President."

"President's ......"

The elevator went up to the middle floor and stopped, and the man walked out and went straight to his office.

……

At the end of the day's work, the man left the company and returned to Wuyuan.

From the dining area to the study, and from the study to the bedroom.

After taking a hot bath, I went to bed and began to rest.

The next day, repeat the same work.

……

Everything, as before, but not the same as later.

Before, when he had always been Jun Sanshao, his life was like this, rigorous, full and cold and tasteless.

Later, when he was not only Jun Sanshao, but also Jun Mo Yan, it was no longer like this......

And now, everything is back to the way it used to be, from people to things, it has become cold.

Xiaocha is still responsible for three meals a day in Wuyuan every day, and is responsible for the sanitation work in the villa.

Tsing Yi is still responsible for the company's and Wuyuan's trivial matters every day, helping him out.

Bai Yi is still busy shipping every day, running around the world, flying all over the sky, but he can't think about it.

The red clothes still see the beginning and the end every day, doing things that ordinary people can't do, and dealing with all the things that can't see the light.

With more Mu Han and one less drunkard, Wuyuan can no longer smell a trace of alcohol, and he can no longer hear his drunken crazy words.

Jun Wuchen, Shangguan Yu, Bai Tang, and Ace have become frequent visitors here, but here, it is becoming more and more deserted, and people can't feel a trace of life.

Now Wuyuan is much more deserted than ever before.

Sometimes at the end of the day, you can't hear two words of speech, let alone laughter.

Everyone seems to have become less talkative, especially afraid to talk too much in front of him.

In the past, everyone dared to make some jokes with him, but now ...... Every time I saw his eyes, I couldn't even speak.

……

A car stopped in front of the villa, and a small brown-black military dog jumped out of the car, sticking out its tongue and observing the surroundings.

The military dog is not large, only one or two years old, and has a crimson collar around his neck.

A tall man followed him and got out of the car, each holding a bottle of wine in one hand.

"AD calcium, keep up."

Shangguan Yu said a word to the little military dog, and then took the lead into the villa.

The little military dog immediately followed.

"The surname Jun?" As soon as he entered the villa, Shangguan Yu opened his throat.

"Young Master Shangguan, hello." Xiaocha, who heard the voice, immediately greeted her.