Mrs. Lee continued, "It's not too late for her to get up later if she goes to kindergarten. If there's nothing else, I won't wake her up. She slept with Monique yesterday, so she should have had a good sleep."
"Yes, she's still sleeping!"
"Well, no, let them sleep!" Henry pursed his thin lips. "I'll ask the driver to send them there later."
"Oh, okay!" Mrs. Lee felt that Young Master was a little strange and asked in surprise, "Young Master, do you have any other orders?"
Henry was silent for a while and murmured, "Is Monique going to work today?"
Mrs. Lee finally understood why the young master had taken such a long detour. He just wanted to know if Miss Xia had woken up and whether she should go to work today.
"Young Master, are you worried that Monique won't go to work?"
Why didn't he express his meanings directly?
It was a roundabout.
"I'm so anxious!"
"Miss Xia said yesterday that she would go to work today. She went to rest early yesterday," Mrs. Lee said.
"Yes, I'm hanging up." Henry hung up the phone.
He also called Song Xu, who was sleeping soundly and was woken up by the phone. When he saw the phone number on his phone, he immediately answered, "Chairman Moore!"
"Come to work!"
Then came the beeping sound.
Song Xu thought that he was late for work, so he jumped up quickly.
Song Xu had heard from Mandy that the woman of Monique had jumped into the sea a few days ago and was rescued by Gu Linbei. After she came back, Chairman Moore began to work every night.
She never mentioned that woman, as if she had never appeared.
However, it was the first time that he had seen such a lonely Chairman Moore and even a helpless look.
Song Xu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Chairman Moore!"
Henry remained silent, as if he had not heard Song Xu's words at all.
"Chairman Moore, I'm coming to work. I bought you some breakfast along the way!" Song Xu raised his voice and said in a respectful tone as usual.
However, there seemed to be a little heartbroken in his tone.
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