"Sir, would you like something to eat? I'll ask the servant to prepare some food for you. You went searching for the Young Madam as soon as you got off the plane. Rest after your meal, don't overexert yourself." Tan Mu cautiously approached, asking softly.
Tan Mu knew that the sir was not physically tired, but mentally exhausted.
His own nephew openly trying to steal his woman, how could he not be mentally exhausted?
When sir was once the captain of the special forces unit, during a high-risk mission that lasted seven days and nights without sleep, his body was so robust. What's sitting on a plane for two days?
"Has Tinghao left?" Bo Sishen asked lightly before Tan Mu turned to leave.
Tan Mu turned back, looked at Bo Sishen, and after a moment, nodded and said, "Young Master Tinghao has left. However, he seemed very happy. Did you discuss something with him to make him so cheerful, sir?"
But the sir looked thoroughly miserable.
