"Mr. Yan." the butler tentatively called out.
Normally, without having been summoned by Yan Ye, the butler would never dare to take the initiative to bother him.
After a while, the study door opened.
As Yan Ye appeared, his hoarse voice drifted over, "Has Xiaocheng gone to school?"
The butler nodded, "He has gone. Please drink this soup while it's hot. The kitchen staff got up very early today to prepare it fresh..."
Although Yan Ye was quite cold, he maintained basic respect for people.
"Take it down first, I'll come down after washing up," Yan Ye replied calmly, bringing joy to the butler's heart.
He quickly took the soup downstairs.
Yan Ye had not slept at all last night.
After going to the study, he did some work.
While washing up, he also took the opportunity to take a bath.