In the dark and dreary room, the thin and cold light of the scalpel pierced Nalan Yejue's eyes in the air.

"Little Lady ......"

He let out a deep voice and grabbed her wrist with his big palm.

The woman was a little overwhelmed, as if she had not expected him to wake up halfway through, and she couldn't say a word with her lips closed.

Nalan Yejue took a deep breath, and his heart was so painful that he defended her: "The little lady is in a low mood, so she can't think of cutting her wrists for a while?" ”

Although, the knife was placed on his wrist, not hers.

Qin Xin nodded slowly.

A sour twist rolled through Nalan Nightlord's throat.

The strength of the hand couldn't help but tighten gradually.

Qin Xin snorted.

He immediately let go a little, her wrist was too slender, and if she pushed harder, she was afraid that it would break, and he had to control himself.

Closing his eyes, he gently removed the scalpel blade from her hand, and by the faint light of the moon, he could see that the scalpel was well-made, but it was not engraved with the letter Q.

He threw it in the trash.

Then he helped her to lie down: "Little lady, don't think too much, have a good rest." ”

Covering her with a quilt, he gently patted her shoulder through the quilt to lull her to sleep, and it was not until she gradually let out a well-proportioned breathing sound that he slowly got up and got out of bed.

Early the next morning.

When Lu Yi came to the study to sort out the documents, when he opened the door, he saw Nalan Yejue sitting on the executive chair, immersed in his work.

Lu Yi saw a ghost, and almost didn't fall to the threshold: "Emperor, Emperor Shao...... Why did you wake up so early? ”

In the past, when didn't Emperor Shao first serve Miss Qin carefully in the morning, and waited until the short time of lunch to deal with a few minutes of work, and only signed it, and many projects were handed over to the middle-level people for checking?

Emperor Shao is an example of "the king is not early".

Today, actually, it is early?

Moreover, it seems that it is not just the morning morning, it is likely that the work will start in the middle of the night, and it will be an all-nighter.

Facing Lu Yi's shock, Nalan Yejue's expression was calm.

What happened last night, although it made him unexpectedly heartbroken, but after a whole night of sleepless digestion, his mood has gradually stabilized, only a faint scar remains under his eyes, which outsiders can't detect.

The woman he loved the most was going to kill him in the middle of the night.

The fact that ordinary men can't accept it, he endured it.

What he didn't want to see was for her to suddenly disappear again than she held a knife to him.

He calmly said to Lu Yi: "I have reviewed all the contracts with a deposit of more than 10 million in the past three months, and there are many mistakes and omissions, you take them and let them re-deal with them." Don't think I'm going to be so perfunctory without asking for details. Doing business, success is also details, failure is also details. ”

Lu Yi was excited: "Yes!" ”

Hell, no matter how careful and serious they are, they can always resist Mr. Di Shao's vicious and sharp eyes, and they can always find their hidden little mistakes.

After reading the contract, Nalan Yejue began to look at the latest drawings of robot research and development.

Lu Yi looked at the clock and pointed to half past seven, and secretly reminded in a whisper: "Emperor Shao, Miss Qin is back, do you want to prepare breakfast for her?" Is it too late for eight o'clock? ”

Nalan Nightlord was silent.

After a long time, when Lu Yidu was about to stand up and thought that he would not issue any more instructions, Nalan Yejue slowly spoke: "She didn't get up so early. I'll cook it myself later, so you don't have to worry about it. ”