The man arrived covered in dust, his brow furrowed, and exhaustion filled his eyes.
He stepped forward one step at a time on the stairs.
From downstairs came the sound of Chen Nan talking to the servants, moving luggage.
They had just gotten off the plane; Bao Ye didn't go anywhere else, and he hadn't rested well these past few days. At this moment, he was at the end of his exhaustion.
Chen Nan advised him that coming back tomorrow wouldn't be too late.
There's no rush at the moment.
But in a strange environment, Bao Ye couldn't sleep peacefully at all, especially without her by his side.
There was no way he could fall asleep.
He might as well come straight back.
The trip to South Africa was overall relatively smooth, but filled with hardships. The place was inherently chaotic, unlike the orderly conditions back home.
Bao Ye wanted to start a new project there, to build his own business empire, which was akin to competing with the local powers for territory.
