Dawn quietly arrived.
Song Yun woke up particularly early today.
Because he was about to go out on business soon, Song Yun didn’t sleep as soundly as usual.
After kissing Little Gangbeng on the head, who slept beside him, Song Yun dressed and went out.
On the lawn outside the Song Family house.
Qingluan was sitting in a chair.
In front of her was a drawing board.
At this mont, the sun that had changed the sky was about to rise. Although the sky was still sowhat dim, it was a rare coolness in the sumr.
Looking at Qingluan’s gray and white painting on the board, Song Yun said, "Why are you up so early? I thought since we’re heading out soon, you should catch up on sleep."
"I wanted to paint, then couldn’t fall asleep, so I got up to wait here."
Qingluan said with a smile.
"It’s a nice painting. I was thinking of hiding all your paintings one day and then selling them when we’re old. Surely, they’d fetch quite a bit of money. Even if we had no inco by then, with these paintings, we could still live comfortably for the rest of our lives," Song Yun said with a laugh.
"Paintings aren’t worth much."
Qingluan laughed and said, "What’s valuable is often the na. Even if I sell these, they might just fetch a few hundred bucks each."
"That’s true. A famous person’s doodles can sell for a high price, but our painstaking creations often aren’t worth anything. That’s life; the value of what you create often depends on the height of your position," Song Yun said with a smile. "I’m going to visit the Li Family today, will you co with ?"
"Of course."
Qingluan smiled, stood up, and put away the drawing board, "Give a minute, I’ll go change clothes now."
"Alright."
One minute.
Not more, not less, just right.
Qingluan appeared in front of Song Yun, having changed into a simple t-shirt and jeans.
"Let’s go."
Qingluan naturally took Song Yun’s arm, and the two of them walked out together.
At this mont, at the Li Family.
Li Yan Cheng, who had successfully regained control of the Li Family, was leisurely jogging in the morning around the Li Family estate.
The jogging pace wasn’t fast, but it was enough to have Li Yan Cheng sweating heavily.
It seed like he had been running for quite a while.
"Whew."
Finally, when Li Yan Cheng reached the gate of the Li Family, he stopped his footsteps.
"Sir."
A beautiful woman handed a towel to Li Yan Cheng.
Li Yan Cheng took the towel, wiped his sweat, and felt content.
He liked being called "Sir," as it gave him a superior feeling. He didn’t like being called "young master" because a young master is always younger than others.
This was one of Li Yan Cheng’s quirks.
The beautiful woman seed to have no opinion about Li Yan Cheng’s sowhat conceited behavior, instead shyly looked at him and said, "Sir, would you like to have breakfast first, or take a shower?"
"Let’s have breakfast, I’m hungry. Sigh, what should I have for breakfast."
Li Yan Cheng said, casually slipping his arm around the woman’s waist.
The woman was not wearing much, a sports vest paired with tight-fitting sports pants.
The sports vest was quite a fit on her, giving off a youthful and energetic vibe.
Li Yan Cheng’s hand mischievously squeezed the woman’s waist and said, "Getting up this early, why don’t we go back to bed for a while?"
"Sir, didn’t you have things to do?" the woman coyly said.
"You just don’t get it, going back to sleep is much more comfortable than sleeping at night, hahaha, let’s go."
Upstairs.
Li Yan Cheng opened the room door, then embracing the woman, entered the room.
Back when he was at the Song Family, he couldn’t sleep at night, always fearing that Song Yun might not fancy him, or the Song Family might reconcile with the Li Family one day, making him disposable. So at night, any slight noise would startle him awake.
Now that he’s back with the Li Family, not getting a good sleep would be letting down the stressed days spent at the Song Family.
Knock knock knock.
There was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?"
Li Yan Cheng called out dissatisfied.
"Sir, you have a visitor."
A man’s voice sounded.
"Let them wait, I’m busy, can’t you see I’m exhausted right now?"
Li Yan Cheng called, in a very displeased mood.
"Sir, the guest said he needs to see you imdiately."
"Who is it, so important?" Li Yan Cheng asked dissatisfied.
"It’s Mr. Song."
"Mr. Song." Li Yan Cheng froze, then shouted, "It’s Brother Song Yun."
"Yes."
"Damn."
Startled, Li Yan Cheng quickly got out of bed and dressed faster than undressing, rushing towards the door.
"Sir, what’s wrong?"
The woman asked nervously.
"My boss is here."
Li Yan Cheng said, disappearing from the woman’s sight.
On the way, cold sweat broke out on Li Yan Cheng’s forehead.
He didn’t know why he was like this, why just hearing that Song Yun was coming made him so nervous and anxious as if Song Yun were a divine figure holding his life.
In the past, he never had such reverence for Song Yun, but why now...
Li Yan Cheng himself was puzzled.
Of course, he had no idea that subconsciously, he had been srized by Song Yun, and the invincible image of Song Yun had long been etched into his heart.
This was a reverence from the soul.
In just a few seconds, Li Yan Cheng appeared in the first-floor hall.
And in just a few seconds, any urge previously stimulated in Li Yan Cheng disappeared.
"Brother Song."
Li Yan Cheng approached Song Yun with a compensating smile on his face.
"Life seems good."
Song Yun said with a smile.
"As you say, it’s all thanks to you," Li Yan Cheng said even more respectfully.
"Alright, no nonsense. Tell about the Li Family’s current situation," Song Yun said, "I need to have a certain understanding of your things. Of course, your things, are my things, wouldn’t you say?"
"Well, of course."
Li Yan Cheng nodded respectfully, "The Li Family is now basically completely under my control. The Li Family’s industries span across the European Continent..."
For a long ti, Li Yan Cheng talked about the ins and outs of the Li Family, making Song Yun have a basic understanding.
"Rember, manage the Li Family well. Everything you have, I gave it to you. If the Li Family slips from your hands again, you won’t have any value, understand?" Song Yun asked.
"Understood."
Li Yan Cheng said, with cold sweat on his forehead.
Song Yun nodded, taking Qingluan, and left the Li Family,
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