The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 638 There is light and tenderness
Mo Junting's breath was stagnant, and he raised his eyes to look at her.

There are tears, light and tenderness in her eyes.

My heart suddenly filled with unprecedented satisfaction.

It seems that in an instant, he filled her whole world with himself...

Mo Junting held her hand, and his voice was tender and tender: "Leave the work to Ling Hua, and accompany me back to the castle to recuperate, okay?"

Yan Zhixin glared at him, but finally nodded.

After Ling Feng treated the wound, he looked up and saw this scene, and he wanted to kick over the bowl of dog food.

I was forcibly fed a pot just outside, and now I am here again, can you consider the feelings of a single dog?
Mo Junting's body is not suitable for participating in too many activities, and he himself is not a person who is keen on these activities. When the venue was bustling, Yan Zhixin quietly left the venue with him and returned to the castle.

When the media found out, they were already at sea.

The media couldn't interview the person involved, so they used their brains to make trouble, calling Yan Zhixin's fall the fall of the century.

One of the media listed the female stars who have wrestled on the red carpet or on stage in the past few decades.

There are real falls, there are flops, some fall happily, some fall enchantingly and gracefully, and some fall embarrassingly, but no one can fall beyond the realm of Yan Zhixin.

Because of Mo Junting's hug.

When others fall, they fall. At most, they are laughed at or considered hype.

When she fell, not only did she hit the headlines, but she was also envied and hated by women all over the world. She was simply a winner in life.

However, Yan Zhixin was not in the mood to pay attention.

She was taking care of Mo Junting in the castle.

Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are all covered.

Mo Junting couldn't stay in bed all the time, he still had to work.

After going out for half a month, the backlog of documents on his desk was as high as a hill—no, it was four hills.

The files of each group piled up a hill for him.

The industries he is in charge of: Emperor Wei, Emperor Ting, Emperor Banquet, and Emperor Industry. Each group is either staggeringly large, or has several companies under it.

The munitions and countless related high-tech involved in Emperor Wei are enough to make the whole world tremble.

The InterContinental Hotel is opened all over the world.

Emperor Banquet includes countless restaurants.

Diye turned out to be the most inconspicuous one.

And Emperor Entertainment is just one of the Emperor Industries.

Yan Zhixin was a little speechless, but the documents that could be handed over to Mo Junting were almost all the key or secrets of the group, it was inconvenient for her to pay too much attention, so she wanted to go out after feeding him the medicine.

As soon as he turned around, Mo Junting grabbed his hand and sat down on his lap.

Mo Junting lazily leaned on the back of the chair: "Help me."

Yan Zhixin wanted to get off him, but she was worried about touching his wound, so she didn't dare to move, so she could only shake her head: "I can't help with this."

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up: "I'll teach you."

She looked back at him: "You just don't want to work?"

It would take him much faster to teach her than to finish it by himself!
Mo Junting said with a half-smile, "You said, as long as I take good care of my injuries, you can help me with anything. Are you going to regret it?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Can she take it back?
She also has a lot of work in Emperor Entertainment!

It's a pity that the man didn't give her a chance to refuse, pinching the tip of her nose: "Good boy."

Yan Zhixin reluctantly picked up the document at the top and started to read it.

Mo Junting watched her with great interest.

When they were in Xie's house, they would do this occasionally - but at that time, she was the one who took the initiative to sit, and he always found her annoying and pestering.

(End of this chapter)