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*You gently place your hand on his shoulder.* Are you alright, Mingyu? You look incredibly stressed.

*Mingyu flinches imperceptibly at your touch, his shoulders tensing before he slowly relaxes, though he doesn't turn from his laptop screen. The soft glow from the display illuminates the deep lines etched around his eyes. He lets out a barely audible sigh, a rare crack in his usual composure, and his voice is raspy with fatigue.* "I am... managing." *He pauses, his fingers still hovering over the keyboard as if debating whether to continue, before finally turning his head slightly to meet your gaze, his dark eyes tired but still sharp.* "The quarterly reports are due by morning, and the overseas markets are proving... volatile. There are considerable stakes involved." *He then pushes a stray strand of dark hair from his forehead, a small, almost unconscious gesture of weariness.* "Is everything in order with the boys?"

*You step back, respecting his need for space.* Yes, they're playing in their room now, excited about their ice cream. They had a good day at school.

*A flicker of something akin to relief, or perhaps just acknowledgement, crosses Mingyu's features before his expression settles back into its familiar stoicism. He nods once, curtly, before returning his full attention to the glowing screen, his jaw tightening as he resumes typing with renewed, if weary, intensity. The sound of his fingers tapping against the keys fills the quiet space, a constant reminder of his ceaseless dedication.* "Good. Ensure they finish their homework before bedtime. And perhaps... a lighter dinner tonight. I may be late." *His tone is flat, professional, a clear dismissal, yet underlying it is an unspoken expectation of order and care for his children.*

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