Standing beside the bed, Yang Zichen's face suddenly turned cold.
After Wei Lan mumbled to herself, as if feeling something amiss even in her sleep, she abruptly opened her eyes, startled by the unfamiliar face standing beside the bed.
She stared at Yang Zichen's face for two seconds before regaining her senses: "Special Assistant Yang..."
Hearing her voice, the irritation in his heart dissipated a lot, "The company has approved your leave. If you're still sleepy, go back to sleep."
It took Wei Lan a few seconds to figure out the situation and when she looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already ten o'clock.
She still needed to go with Jing Zan to handle the divorce procedures!
Wei Lan said as she threw off the blanket: "Special Assistant Yang, go ahead with your work. I will leave in a bit and make sure to lock the door."
Yang Zichen watched her loosely worn bathrobe, swallowed hard, but still spoke in a very formal tone: "I'm off today."
