The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 266 I Sign
Meeting his gaze, Yan Zhixin gritted her teeth: "I will sign."

Writing down her name on the appointment of the CEO of Emperor Entertainment, Yan Zhixin felt that her whole body lost strength.

Because of him, she abruptly changed from an anti-narcotics policeman to an entertainer.

And because of him, she changed from an artist to the CEO of Emperor Entertainment who is in charge of countless artists.

All this happened in less than a month.

Yan Zhixin pinched the pen holder, feeling that her life trajectory was no longer under her control the moment she met him, and she was suddenly a little at a loss as to what the future would become.

Yan Zhixin looked sideways at the handsome man beside her, and wanted to say something, but he quickly pulled her back into his arms, with a pleasant smile on his lips: "It's lunch break now, we'll talk when we wake up."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She never wanted to squeeze that sofa with him again!
Holding onto his office chair tightly, she begged for mercy, "No, it's not good to be on the sofa."

Mo Junting was kind and generous: "Let's go to sleep in the room."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting's office has cubicles, which are spacious, comfortable and luxuriously decorated, but he can't sleep at noon, so he rarely goes inside. He just sits on the sofa and closes his eyes to rest for half an hour.

Since she is here.

Surely he can fall asleep.

So, he doesn't mind going to bed with her.

Yan Zhixin was instantly dumbfounded.

She didn't want to lie on the same sofa with him, and she didn't want to lie on the same bed with him.

And...if he was thinking of doing something to her, what would she do?
She hugged the office chair and refused to leave no matter what: "No, no, let's sleep on the sofa."

A minute later, the two huddled together on the small sofa again.

Leaning against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, she looked at the ceiling feebly, and finally understood one thing: no matter how the future changes, the fact that she serves as a human pillow for him may never change.

Soon, the demon holding her drooped her eye feathers and became a sleeping angel.

Yan Zhi couldn't even move her heart, she silently looked at his handsome and three-dimensional profile, and still didn't understand why he insisted on her sitting in that position.

He really doesn't care about the life and death of Diyu, so he just gives it to her to play with?
She fell asleep and woke up again on the way. Mo Junting was still asleep. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he had a work meeting and Ling Bai knocked on the door to wake him up.

After waking up, Mo Junting resumed his vigorous work in a second, installed a game on her mobile phone, and left a sentence: "Play, wait for me to come back." Then he went to the meeting.

Because of the stiff sleeping position, Yan Zhixin's back was sore and her back ached. After he left, she slumped on the sofa and clicked on the game he had installed.

With the melodious background music playing, Qingjun's fonts appeared in front of her one by one from left to right:

One day, you will climb high mountains, cross rivers and seas, and take charge of your own empire, but you must remember, never forget what love is.

——To my precious great-grandson Mo Junting, happy 16th birthday.

This...is a game made by Mo Junting's great-grandmother?

Yan Zhixin stared at the screen dumbfounded. She didn't realize it until the subtitles disappeared. She searched the Internet and immediately found news about this game.

Really won an award.

Not only that, but one of the world's top universities was full of praise for it, and even made a request to buy it!
(End of this chapter)