No matter how good the temper of the policeman is, he is also upset, so he simply does it. Who knows that as soon as they touch people, those people will scream and scream, and they will not leave.

Ling Qian thought about giving him a newly made shirt, and brought food by the way, but he saw such a picture before he arrived at the door of the company.

I didn't know and thought it was a group fight, she walked over and took a look, and didn't say anything, just quietly watched the group of people splash, and the police were trying their best to solve it.

Don't ask her why she didn't show up? Even if she secretly dealt with this group of people today, as long as the medicine matter was not resolved, they would not stop for a day. Her presence may also anger this group of people, and in the absence of any evidence, justification is the palest thing, not only will no one believe it, but it will also exacerbate the contradictions.

Walking into the company, the new receptionist took her to the president's special elevator.

In the elevator, Ling Tian had been thinking about things, and she had heard what those people had just said, maybe things weren't that bad, and she could go to the hospital to see the patient who had a problem.

When the elevator arrived, she didn't feel it, and she didn't know if there was someone outside the elevator, or Qing Shui called her before she reacted.

"Assistant Shimizu has been emaciated lately." Ling said with a smile.

"It's okay, Mrs. Xie's compassion."

In fact, Qing Shui didn't know how many times he complained in his heart, Mr. and Mrs. had been back for so long, he had been working crazy day and night alone, and there was recent trouble, he felt that his little life was going to be killed by his own labor.

When this is over, he must ask for a bonus and vacation!

"Madame, please come with me." As he spoke, he was going to take her to the emperor's office.

"No, I've been here myself, you can go and get busy."

Before Brother Qing Shui could react, Ling Tian walked to the position of the president's office by himself.

'Oh, his toiling life. He thought about it and went on with what he was doing.

The emperor was looking at the documents intently at the desk, and she didn't want to disturb, so she waited on the sofa not far away.

As the minutes passed, the man did not look like he wanted to rest at all.

Ling Qian frowned, his body was already weaker than ordinary people, looking healthy, but in fact, it was useless, and if he continued such a high-intensity work, she doubted that he could live to be 25 years old.

She walked over and pulled out the documents from the emperor's hand. Only then did the man raise his head to look at her, and the anger that had been disturbed cooled down.

"What's going on?" His voice was filled with nostalgia.

Because of work, he hasn't been with his little wife for a long time.

Why haven't been with someone for a long time, the ghost believes it, isn't it just a few hours!

"Naturally, I miss you." She said lightly.

Then the emperor listened with a fluttering heart, and his heart was full of sweetness given by her.

"I brought you something to eat and a shirt for you."

Ling leaned over to the couch, picked up the bag that had been placed there, opened it, and lay his white shirt inside. She took it out and shook it, but she still felt a little dissatisfied.

"Do you like it or not?"

The white shirt caught his eye, and he didn't know what kind of material could give people a shocking feeling.

"I like it." He went over in a wheelchair and touched it with his hand, the white soft fabric contrasting sharply with his rough palm.

When Ling heard him say that he liked it, he immediately smiled, and was about to put the clothes back in the bag and try them on when he had time.

Who knew that the man took off his clothes directly, took the shirt from her hand and put it on.

"Just fitted."

"What is it wearing?"

"Hmm." The emperor threw the old shirt directly into the trash can as he spoke, and Ling poured her heart for a moment, the old one she remembered was a certain brand, and he only wore it twice.

But turning his head and looking at his happy face, the dress was not so pity.

"And food."

She took out the insulated food box, and the delicate snacks and preserved fruits made people very appetizing.