t on the other side.

Lincoln RV.

No one in the car spoke.

The air seemed to be oppressive and terrifying.

Since carrying her into the carriage, Emperor Night Hitomi picked up the information on the coffee table and began to review it.

Whether it was yesterday or today, because of Qianli's affairs, he didn't have time to take care of the company's affairs, and now he can finally spare some time.

Chiri was lying on the couch.

As long as you look up, what comes into your eyes is the appearance of the emperor's night pupil's focused work.

His god-like face was full of seriousness, and his thin, thick eyelashes cast heavy shadows on his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

It was because her gaze was too hot.

Emperor Ye Tong frowned unhappily, "What are you looking at?" ”

"I ......"

"Shut up."

“……”

"Don't talk, sleep."

Qianli: "......"

The tyrannical emperor.

She pulled the blanket on her body, curled up obediently on the sofa, and whispered, "I slept too long today, and I don't want to sleep now." ”

Emperor Ye Hitomi wrote a majestic signature on the paper with a fountain pen, "Then have a good rest." ”

Qianli craned her neck to look at the economic terms on it, and glanced at her mouth, "It's boring, it's those things again." ”

"You understand?"

"I understand."

“……”

"I just don't like it, so I think it's boring."

Qianli removed the blanket from her body, shrunk to the side of the Emperor Night Hitomi, looked up and asked, "Do you still have paper and pens?" ”

“……”

Hitomi was silent, but her slender fingers moved, and she took out the pen and paper from the drawer.

Qianli spread the white paper on the crystal coffee table, removed the cap of the pen, and wrinkled her brows, not knowing what she was thinking.

Emperor Ye Hitomi asked, "What are you going to write, it's not that you don't like economics?" ”

"Of course it's not about economics!"

Qianli's soft and glutinous voice said, "I'm reviewing ......"

“……”

Emperor Ye Hitomi was stunned.

Before he could react, he saw that Qianli had solemnly picked up the pen and wrote three big "review books" on the white paper.

Emperor Night Hitomi: "......"

The expression on that handsome face suddenly became a lot stranger.

He coughed, "I didn't let you write." ”

"Self-examination."

“……”

"Moreover, yesterday because of the Dongquan Zhantian incident, you also asked me to write a 5,000-word review, anyway, there is nothing to do now, so it is better to make up for it......"

Chiri began to write the first line of words.

It's just that the wrist is bandaged with gauze, and the font is crooked and pinched, which is ugly.

Emperor Yetong's face sank suddenly, and his tone became cold, "Don't write." ”

As he spoke, he snatched the pen without saying a word.

“……”

Qianli was stunned and asked, "Why?" ”

He shouldn't be so angry that he won't even give her the opportunity to write a review, right?

Who knows.

Emperor Yetong said with a calm face, "Your injury is not good, write something, go back and lie down." ”

"I've got a fever."

"I said hurt."

Emperor Yetong took Qianli's wrist and looked at it, and found that there seemed to be some blood oozing, and his expression crossed with pity, but he said with a straight face, "Don't touch the water these days, you know?" ”

"Okay."

Qianli was a little frightened by his serious expression, so she had to nod.

But then, she spoke hopefully, "What do you mean...... Then I don't have to write those 5,000 words? ”

Emperor Yetong glared, "I'm writing when I'm injured." ”

"Oh......"

"Double the number of words, 1."

Qianli: "......"

Surely this is not the exploitation of capital, capital, sovereignty and righteousness?

(#‵′) Damn!

Forget it, for the sake of him taking care of himself all day, just write!