Super love after marriage: abstinent Mr. Huo flirts with his sleepy pregnant wife

Not long after, the sound of bathing came from the bathroom.

Wen Jiu secretly wondered why this guy had a nosebleed and took a shower so early in the morning? It seems that he didn't eat the snacks she gave him last night?

Why does it feel like it's on fire?

It wasn't until she finished breakfast that Huo Beimo walked downstairs.

When he passed by Wen Jiu, his eyes were obviously evasive.

Wen Jiu was surprised. This guy was clearly fine when he accompanied her to the supermarket last night. Why did she feel alienated again today?

Little did he know that she was just in the bathroom, relying on her mind to solve the problem. If she looked at her, she would inevitably feel guilty.

For the first time, he knew that he was so insignificant.

When Huo Beimo entered the restaurant, Wen Jiu turned to the courtyard to pick flowers.

She likes the garden at home. When she has nothing to do, she will cut some flowers and decorate them indoors.

Just as I was cutting two white roses with scissors, I heard the vibrating sound of my phone in my pocket.

It was the voice sent by Yu Tingsheng.

Yu Tingsheng: [Have you bought the pharmaceutical stocks I recommended you to buy two days ago? The market opened at the daily limit this morning. 】

Wen Jiu: [Really? Bought, bought. 】

Wen Jiu was so excited that he quickly put down the scissors in his hand and clicked into his stock account. Sure enough, the three stocks in the account all went red. Among them, the two newly purchased pharmaceutical stocks went up to the daily limit.

Of course, she was still very timid and only bought 100 shares each. One share of pharmaceutical stocks was 30 yuan and 35 yuan respectively. The total account was less than yuan, and she didn't make much at the daily limit. But for Wen Jiu, This was money earned while lying down, which was enough to make her excited.

She had admired her savior Yu Tingsheng when she was a child, and now she admired him even more.

He is simply a stock god!

Yu Tingsheng: [Congratulations then, don’t be in a hurry to sell. I’m optimistic about these stocks in the long term. You continue to hold them. 】

Wen Jiu: [OK! I will follow the instructions of the stock god and will not mess around. 】

Huo Beimo ate breakfast absent-mindedly, but his eyes drifted to the direction of the garden. He only saw Wen Jiu chatting with someone with a lively eyebrow. It seemed that when talking to that person, he was completely different from the restraint in front of him.

His deep eyes dimmed instantly.

Who is this woman talking to? So happy?

It was at this time that Bai Hua called.

"Mr. Huo, you...won't you go to the company today?"

Bai Hua has been waiting outside the villa for almost an hour. Normally at this time, Huo Beimo would have already set off with him.

"No." Huo Beimo replied casually, still staring at the little face flushed with joy in the direction of the garden.

The sun shines on her long, straight black hair, like a layer of luminous diamonds, like an elf who accidentally broke into the garden.

Huo Beimo discovered that he, who had always been reclusive, had become accustomed to the presence of more women in the family.

"Ah?" Bai Hua didn't react, and even thought he heard wrongly. "Does Mr. Huo mean not to go to the company today?"

"Can't?"

"Okay, okay, then...then I can go to the company by myself?" Bai Hua said uncertainly.

"By the way, generally speaking, women giggle in the air for no reason. What's the reason?"

"In love period?"

With a click, Huo Beimo hung up the phone, leaving Bai Hua with a confused look on his face.

He didn't even know what he had done wrong.

Huo Beimo threw the phone away and the screen fell to the ground. Fortunately, it didn't break.

Not long after, Wen Jiu happily entered the restaurant holding an handful of roses.

For her, a little money addict, there was nothing that made her happier than making money. While she took out the flowers that were no longer fresh in the vase and discarded them, she put the newly picked roses into the enamel vase. Inside, I couldn't help but hum a little tune.

Huo Beimo narrowed his dangerous eyes and pretended to cough twice. Only then did Wen Jiu realize that she seemed to be a little too happy.

"Why are you so happy so early in the morning?" Huo Beimo couldn't help but asked sourly.

"Nothing."

If she makes such a small amount of money, she will only make President Huo laugh when she says it. Being happy about such a thing in front of him is simply laughable.

As soon as Wen Jiu finished speaking, the vibrating sound of his phone came again, and it was still a message from Yu Tingsheng.

She reflexively clicked on the voice message.

Now to her, Yu Tingsheng is more like the God of Wealth. She cannot miss any news from him and must closely follow the instructions of the Stock God.

Yu Tingsheng: [Big brother will never let you suffer, believe me. 】

Yu Tingsheng still protected her as he did when he was a child. After Wen Jiu heard the words, he curled his lips, but suddenly felt that the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

Looking in the direction that made her feel uncomfortable, Huo Beimo's eyes were dark as if there were hidden blades, as if he wanted to cut her.

"So, why you are so happy early in the morning because you are chatting with my cousin?" Huo Beimo's voice was as cold as snow falling in winter, and his words seemed light and airy, but they were bone-chilling.

"No, I'm happy because the two pharmaceutical stocks Brother Sheng taught me to buy have reached their daily limit." Wen Jiu explained quickly.

But, didn’t they agree not to interfere with each other’s private lives? Why does she act like a thief when she buys a stock?

She might not have explained.

Huo Beimo's face became darker and darker. The next second, he suddenly put down his chopsticks and got up and went upstairs without saying anything.

Wen Jiu frowned and didn't bother to pay attention to this man who was as uncertain as his aunt.

She didn't want to affect her good mood by him.

From the dining room to the living room, she replaced all the vases with colorful, freshly picked flowers.

At this time, Huo Beimo went downstairs again with a dark expression and walked straight towards her.

When Wen Jiuzheng was confused, Huo Beimo handed her a black card.

"No limit, just spend as you like." He looked proud.

Thinking about this woman who loves money as much as her life, she must be very happy.

When Huo Beimo saw Wen Jiu stunned, he directly picked up Wen Jiu's hand, stuffed the unlimited black card into Wen Jiu's hand, and held her hand tightly.

He hoped that she would no longer worry about running out of money.

Unexpectedly, after Wen Jiu came to his senses, his pink complexion suddenly became darker.

"Mr. Huo, why should I charge you any more money?" Wen Jiu asked.

At this time, Aunt Hao was busy upstairs and was not present, and she did not need to pretend to be happy.

"Don't you like money? The most important thing I don't need is money. I don't need any reason. Just take it and don't ask my cousin to learn how to trade stocks in the future."

"I like money, but what I like is the money I earn. If you give me 10 million, I will give birth to this child, not fight for custody of the baby, or even never see the baby in return. I will receive it with peace of mind. Everything else I won’t charge you any more money, and please don’t humiliate me in this way again in the future.”

Wen Jiu held the card in his hand and put it into Huo Beimo's hand.

Instead, head straight back upstairs.

The original good mood also became unattractive at that moment.

It became more and more obvious that the gap between her and Huo Beimo was not that big.

She was so happy that she made hundreds of dollars, but Huo Beimo casually handed over an unlimited card without blinking.

With such a disparity in status between the two of them, how could she dare to have fantasies about them?