[The Moon Palace and the Osmanthus (22)]

It didn't take long for the sky to brighten up. It was only September, and the day was still long.

Pedestrians and cars started to come and go on the streets. Binhai city was like a sleeping beast waking up from a dream.

Zhang Zian had not slept all night. He wanted to take a nap, but considering that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival today, which meant a holiday, and a holiday meant business, he decided to try his best to resist. At most, he would go to bed early at night.

As he yawned, he closed the curtain Door. The staff arrived on time for work.

"Master, what's with your panda eyes? Did you have insomnia last night?" Wang Qian was straightforward.

Li Kun elbowed him, meaning to say,"why are you speaking the truth?"

"Master, the mooncakes we make at home have more filling than the ones sold outside. They're safe and hygienic, so we brought them for you to try." Li Kun changed the topic and handed the eight pieces of mooncake wrapped in oil paper to Zhang Zian.