She tried to move a couple of times, but there was no reaction from him, it seemed he was in a deep sleep.
"Shaocheng, are you asleep?"
But no one responded to her.
The butler walked in carrying tea. Chen Xing signaled for him to be quiet. The butler tipped-toed in and asked in a low voice, "Is the master asleep?"
"Mmm, he seems to be. He's been too tired, too stressed these past few days." She felt distressed just thinking about it. Even an iron body couldn't withstand such torment.
"Master should not sleep in a chair, wake him up and let him sleep in his bed."
"But if we wake Shaocheng up, he probably will force himself to be busy again," Chen Xing replied in frustration. "He doesn't take care of his health. It's not clear how far this will go."
The butler sighed, "I'll get him a blanket. This chair can be adjusted in height. It looks like the master will have to make do and sleep in it."
Chen Xing agreed with this plan.