Chapter 968 - 967: The Woman He Loves Wants to Kill Him

In the darkened room, the thin, cold gleam of the scalpel pierced through the air and stung Nalan Ye Jue’s eyes.

"Little Madam..."

He spoke deeply, clasping her wrist with his large hand.

The woman was somewhat at a loss, seemingly not expecting him to wake up halfway through, pressing her lips tightly together, unable to utter a single word.

Nalan Ye Jue took a deep breath, his heart aching dully as he defended her, "Little Madam is feeling down, so you wanted to cut your wrist on impulse?"

Even though the knife was placed on his wrist, not hers.

Qin Xin slowly, slowly nodded.

Nalan Ye Jue’s throat swelled with a tinge of bitterness.

His grip involuntarily tightened.

Qin Xin let out a soft sound.

He immediately loosened his hold a little; her wrists were so slender that applying a bit more force might break them, and he had to control himself.

Closing his eyes, he gently took the scalpel from her hand, and in the faint moonlight, he could see the scalpel was finely crafted, but it did not bear the Q mark.

He tossed it into the trash can.

Then he helped her lie down, "Little Madam, don’t overthink, have a good rest."

Covering her with the quilt, he gently patted her shoulder through the covers to lull her to sleep, and only when her breathing became steady did he slowly get out of bed.

Early the next morning.

When Lu Yi came to the study to organize the files, he opened the door to see Nalan Ye Jue sitting at the grand desk, engrossed in work.

Lu Yi was so shocked he nearly stumbled at the threshold, "Young Master... how come you’re up so early?"

Usually, on any given day, Mr. Emperor wouldn’t come to handle work until he had meticulously attended to Miss Qin all morning and only briefly during lunchtime, just quickly signing papers, leaving many projects for the middle management to oversee.

Mr. Emperor was the very picture of "making the king neglect morning court."

Today, incredibly, he attended court early?

And it seemed he hadn’t just shown up early; he might have been working since the middle of the night, pulling an all-nighter.

Nalan Ye Jue’s expression was calm in the face of Lu Yi’s astonishment.

The events of last night, though surprising and painful, had, after a sleepless night of processing, left his emotions gradually stabilizing, with only a faint trace of hurt lingering in his eyes, invisible to outsiders.

His most beloved woman had tried to kill him in the dead of night.

An unacceptable fact for any other man, he forcibly endured.

More than her holding a knife against him, he dreaded the thought of her suddenly disappearing again.

He calmly told Lu Yi, "I have reviewed all contracts over ten million from the past three months. There are many errors and omissions; take them back for them to reprocess. Don’t assume that neglecting details allows for such negligence. In business, success is in the details, and failure is in the details."

Lu Yi shivered, "Yes!"

It was incredible. No matter how careful and serious they were, they could never match Mr. Emperor’s sharp insight, always spotting their hidden little mistakes.

Nalan Ye Jue, after reviewing the contracts, began examining the latest blueprints for robot development.

Lu Yi noticed the clock already pointing to seven-thirty, softly reminding him, "Young Master, Miss Qin has returned. Should we prepare breakfast for her? Will eight be in time?"

Nalan Ye Jue remained silent.

After a long while, so long that Lu Yi was about to think he wouldn’t issue any further instructions, Nalan Ye Jue slowly spoke, "She doesn’t wake up this early. I’ll personally cook later, no need for you to worry."