Chapter 935 Worry

Cheng Yingxuan didn't know what Yan Shiting was thinking, so she was worried about the design.

I don't think she has ever lost in her life. If the situation continues like this, it can be foreseen that she will lose miserably in five days.

It's really not a matter of winning or not, but once she loses, or to be precise, as long as she can't win Yang Qian's position as chief engineer, she really can't sit still and has no shame to continue sitting down.

She was laid off less than half a year after joining the company. According to the contract, she will be compensated 50 million...

Although, if she really wanted to pay compensation, Yan Shiting would probably give her free money or compensate her.

His personal money is one thing, but the contract and the order that she should pay are another.

She really had to lose 50 million... The thought of it made her very heartbroken.

She can't lose this game!

"You've been sitting at the desk for so long. Get up and move around." Yan Shiting stared at her distressedly.

"In a hurry." She didn't even raise her head, still immersed in writing and drawing on the A4 paper.

"Do you have any inspiration?" The deep male voice is full of magnetism.

"No."

"Design not only requires time to ponder, but also requires inspiration." He frowned with thick black eyebrows. "When you are upset, the more you work, the less efficient you will be."

"You're right." She still looked after me. Because now she doesn't know what else to do besides working hard.

He was just giving advice, but she didn't listen, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He stretched out his big palm, put her left hand wrapped in gauze into his palm, picked up the knot, and untied the gauze wrapped around her hand in circles.

The wounds on her tender palms caused by holding the blade in the past few days have healed, and the scabs have begun to fall off due to the special medicine.

Although the injury on her hand was almost healed, he was deeply moved when he thought that she would hold the blade with her bare hands without hesitation for him.

"Cheng Yingxuan, don't you feel any pain?" His cold male voice was full of distress.

She was concentrating on drawing and didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"I said your hand doesn't hurt?"

Only then did she glance at her injured left palm and said, "It's healed, but it still hurts."

"I mean, who asked you to grab the blade at that time!" He felt heartbroken.

"I won't snatch it, and you'll be so damn disfigured again." She wrinkled her delicate eyebrows angrily.

"There are so many people in the world, but you are the only one who dares to curse in front of me."

"I dare to bite you. Don't say a few curse words." She is generally a gentle person, but when she is dirty, she is worse than a beast.

He was slightly startled.

Is she trying to seduce him?

The deep male voice was full of emotion, "Come on then."

"Huh?" She was puzzled.

"Didn't you say you wanted to bite me?" He said in a generous manner, "I'll do a good deed and let you bite me."

He added seductively, "And... you can bite wherever you like."

Seeing the burning desire hidden in his dark eyes, she rolled her eyes and said, "Yan Shiting, you have to choose a time to have sex. I'm at work now."

Return to me... Isn't this the title of the emperor's concubine in those silly ancient costume TV series?

However, she claimed that she was quite playful and cute.

"I want it." He was happy to cooperate with her.

She glanced at him suspiciously, "You are the emperor."

"It must have been in the previous life." His tone was domineering and cold.

She felt that even the emperors in ancient times might not be as courageous as him.