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Due to the time difference, the US stock market opened at 22 o'clock.

Affected by public opinion and wind direction, Qiandu's stock plummeted, plummeting 5% in two minutes.

Countless stockholders dumped one after another, and the management of Qiandu who hurriedly prepared for a night of temporary rescue was only a drop in the bucket, but the antidiarrheal medicine made the stock price worse and worse.

Hundreds of billions have evaporated, and investment banks look bad.

In just half a day, Qiandu ushered in the biggest crisis in history.

The culprit of all this, Zhang Xiaojian, who directed the farce in one hand, was tossing and turning on the bed.

The amount of money lost in Qiandu has nothing to do with him. Huang Dong, Xie Shuo, and other directors pacify shareholders overnight is not what he cares about now.

Zhang Xiaojian just thought about when Lao Ye will leave...

It's really lonely...it's cold because it's keeping the empty room alone.

So Zhang Xiaojian picked up the phone and started a video call with Ye Mozhu, even though their room was only a few ten meters apart.

Ye Mozhu quickly picked up the video call, but her hair was messy and her eyes were loose. It was obvious that she had fallen asleep before.

"Ye Mozhu, you are so heartless!" Zhang Xiaojian scolded angrily.

Ye Mozhu smiled upon hearing the words: "I don't know why I slept so sweetly recently. I summarized the reasons..."

"what reason?"

"It may be that your hands are too hot, they are always hot, and they feel uncomfortable. You always squeeze me when you sleep, and you always grind your teeth and talk in sleep when you fall asleep."

"Is there?" Zhang Xiaojian was surprised.

"Yes."

"Then what dreams did I say."

Ye Mozhu smiled and said shamelessly: "Always say that pigs I love you, I miss you, I can't do without you..."

Zhang Xiaojian blinked, stretched out two fingers, and placed them on Ye Mozhu's forehead in the screen of the phone: "I think you are thinking about farts."

"Don't you love, don't you want to...?"

"Uh, in the last sentence I suspected that you were driving, now I have evidence!"

Ye Mozhu kissed the screen mischievously, and she was quite awake and whispered: "Come here."

Zhang Xiaojian is stupid...: "Where shall I go?"

Ye Mozhu continued to whisper: "My room."

"I don't bring this in the middle of the night, Lao Ye is still..."

"You listen, you listen carefully."

Zhang Xiaojian heard the words quietly, and heard a slight imperceptible, but very rhythmic grunt, so he was heartbroken and excited...

But as the successor of a harmonious society, he still said: "Not good..."

Ye Mozhu blinked at Zhang Xiaojian, his tone was different from before, slightly seductive...: "Come here."

Zhang Xiaojian beat a carp, and the preparation was so fragrant, because he tried too hard, he almost flashed and knelt on the ground.

Ye Mozhu said at this time: "I am teasing you, I look so silly to you, I'm asleep, bye."

The video call was hung up, Zhang Xiaojian kept his shape, looking at the black screen on the phone, speechless...

In fact, he didn't think about anything else. He planned to send Ye Mozhu a pot of hot water and chat face to face. Well, he comforted himself this way, and then started tossing and turning again.

Ye Mozhu did not fall asleep for the first time after being awakened by Zhang Xiaojian, but looked at the ceiling with a sweet smile.

Today's vomiting situation made her realize that she might be pregnant, but because she hadn't done any tests, she was inaccurate.

I didn't tell Zhang Xiaojian that it was because she was afraid that he would be happy, so she held back, and planned to secretly go to the hospital for a B-ultrasound the day after tomorrow.

But this is the day after tomorrow. After being awakened by a video by Zhang Xiaojian, Ye Mozhu couldn't help but began to imagine...

In fact, girls her age love imagination.

Those who don't have a boyfriend will imagine what a future boyfriend will look like in the dead of night.

Some boyfriends will think about what their future life will be like. Will they be surrounded by firewood, rice, oil and salt because they have no money, or will they fly to the top.. Live the enviable life of traveling, taking pictures, and enjoying food?

When faced with this choice, ten out of ten girls will automatically abandon option A, and then infinitely imagine in option B...

Ye Mozhu didn't have these imaginations...

Because she was kidnapped by Zhang Xiaojian before graduating from university... She was pretty sure that she was Zhang Xiaojian in this life. At the same time, she also likes the life of chai, rice, oil and salt. Zhang Xiaojian also has money to let her lead an enviable life, so these imaginations treat her It’s not an imagination, but the reality of happiness...

So Ye Mozhu's imagination is whether there are one or two in his stomach... chances are two, after all, her aunt gave birth to twins, and she thinks she should also have twin genes...

And it’s better to have two children. When they grow up, they can support each other.

In particular, Ye Mozhu feels that there are many only children in his generation. The children of his next generation will not have as many relatives as the current children when they are old. In case he and Xiaojian leave early... at least he can have a companion. .

Forgive Ye Mozhu for thinking so far-reachingly. Once a woman becomes a mother, even if she hasn't really become a mother, she will have a lot of thoughts and far-reaching.

She even began to think if she was a boy, how to raise it, what musical instrument to send to learn, and what to do if he wants to pick up a girl and give a girl a belly...

In case he inherited his beauty and the talent of Xiaojian, would he be surrounded by a group of girls all day...

If it's a girl, in case she can't inherit her beauty, but inherited Zhang Xiaojian's thick eyebrows and small eyes... But it doesn't matter if you can, uh, it shouldn't matter. After all, makeup is invincible now, but you must not have plastic surgery...

In this way, thinking about these messy things.

Ye Mozhu finally fell asleep gradually, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and didn't realize how disappointed he would be if she was not pregnant, but if she had a gastrointestinal cold.

...

Early in the morning of the next day, Ye Mozhu instructed his father to eat something light.

Well, no matter whether it is there or not, it should be time to plan ahead, but she still does not plan to tell Zhang Xiaojian, because she knows that Zhang Xiaojian will make a fuss no matter whether it is true or not.

Maybe she would directly call her private jet to receive her check-up at the best maternity hospital in the world...too much trouble and too much trouble.

However, Zhang Xiaojian knew Ye Mozhu too much and seemed to have noticed something.

So after eating the rich breakfast made by Lao Ye, he quietly asked her: "Did you hide something from me?"

Ye Mozhu shook his head quickly: "No."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Oh, you just feel weird."

"Nothing to blame."

"Did I regret that I finished teasing yesterday? In fact, you waited for me all night and wanted me to go, but I didn't realize your desire to refuse to welcome you. You really didn't go with your hard work."

Ye Mozhu'poof' replied with Zhang Xiaojian's words yesterday: "You are thinking about fart."

Zhang Xiaojian was also idle and coughing. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, wait for me tonight."

Ye Mozhu resolutely shook his head. According to her reasoning last night, if the reaction is true, it means that the month is not too small. Of course, if you can stop intercourse at this time, you will have to stop it.

So Ye Mozhu looked at Zhang Xiaojian, and suddenly really wanted to tell her that she was pregnant. Of course, she must also tell him that he must cultivate and maintain health for the next ten months... It is obvious that Zhang Xiaojian will be very happy to hear the news. , I must be very depressed to hear the following news.

Ye Mozhu likes to see him hurt and happy...

But she quickly denied this idea, not because of the reasons before, but because she thought of Zhang Xiaojian's cheeky, she would soon be relieved, and think of other solutions, such as asking her to use...

So she blushed.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Ye Mozhu's face reddening, and knew that she might have thought of some scenes that made people blushing and heartbeat. Huh, women were duplicity. At the same time, they secretly made up their minds to call Lao Ye's snoring tonight, midnight. Must steal incense!