A Tossed Stone Raises a Thousand Ripples

The lounge door didn't have a security lock, and Boss Wang also anxiously used 300% of his strength to kick the door open with one swift motion.

Yan Xi was devoted to music and basically couldn't sleep when inspiration came. He wouldn't stop until he finished writing the lyrics and music.

Because of this, all his staff members knew his habit and would wait for him to rest and come out after finishing his music. Especially Boss Wang, who took care of Yan Xi in every possible way and treated him like his own son.

He usually placed importance on Yan Xi's rest more than anyone, so why did he kick the door shortly after Yan Xi fell asleep?

The staff who followed the manager had never seen him in such a state of panic. "Boss Wang, what's the matter?"

Boss Wang didn't have time to answer. With the door opened, he walked to the bedroom at the back, which only had one bed.