The door was closed, and Mozu Beitan looked at the woman on the bed condescendingly, his dark eyes full of self-blame.

"Are you hungry?"

Qianzi Ke shook his head, arched to the side, made room for it, and said with a slightly red face: "Lie down for a while, you haven't had a good rest these days, you're tired." ”

The man raised his eyebrows, took off his leather shoes and closed his clothes and lay down beside the woman, the narrow single bed squeezed the volume of the two of them a little miserable, Mozu Beitan wrapped his long arms, hugged the woman into his arms, and made it crawl on his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me if you were pregnant?"

The man's voice came from the top of his head, and Asako pursed his mouth, listening to the man's strong and powerful heartbeat, and felt a strong sense of security.

"I'm afraid that my baby and I will become a burden to you...... In this special period, the baby is too bad to come. ”

"When you say special period, do you mean the period when I went bankrupt?"

"Yes."

After a while, the man kissed the woman's forehead and said softly: "You have to believe in your husband's strength, although it is bankrupt, but how I established the 'Modi Group' at the beginning, I can rebuild it in the future." ”

Asa Zike raised his eyes to look at the man's dark eyes and nodded: "I believe in the baby father!" You'll be able to make a comeback! ”

Mozu Beitan rubbed the woman's head dotingly, and did not speak, whether he was really bankrupt or not, only he knew.

He was simply exchanging his property to a safer place, on the one hand, to fulfill the requirement that the president should not be allowed to own other properties; On the other hand, all the property of the 'Modi Group' was transferred to the treasury of the Los Mo family, and the total amount of property in the treasury is unimaginable.

The annual income of the Rosmo family is almost equal to the total income of the five listed groups for five years, not including the original fixed assets of the treasury.

Money, a lot of mold.

Asako snuggled in her husband's arms, her whole little heart was filled with happiness, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

"Husband, I want to watch TV."

The man who called 'husband' was very comfortable, and Mozu Beitan was in a very good mood and picked up the remote control on the side and handed it to the woman.

Asa Zike leisurely adjusted the channel, and suddenly an advertisement appeared on the TV screen.

"The day after tomorrow is February 14th, which is the annual Valentine's Day, and in order to celebrate this romantic holiday, we have opened the 'Heart Sound' square in the city center to welcome every couple, and come and dance a ballroom dance with their lover to get a box of sweet chocolates."

At the end, a line of red words is reflected on the screen: "Getting her is the happiness of my life." ”

Then there were many couples who showed their love on the screen, and they all showed their affection and love, and Asa Zike sighed: "It's so romantic." ”

Mozu Beitan supported his head with one hand, looked down at the woman's peach blossom face, and frowned slightly: "What's so romantic about this." ”

"Look at the screen, such a big 'heart sound' square, how romantic it is to dance with your loved one in the center, and you can get chocolates!"

Asa Zike raised his head and looked at the man with a pitiful cute face: "Husband, let's go too, okay, Valentine's Day!" ”

Dancing at Heart's Voice? Wasn't it enough to give her a romance last time on Tanabata?

The man frowned, how could this woman like these things?

Mozu Beitan refused expressionlessly: "Not allowed!" Give me a good baby, and don't go anywhere. How old are you and still celebrating Valentine's Day? ”

Qianzi Ke looked at the TV, and his little face was a little lost: "I'm only twenty-four, it's just right for this festival!" ”

Suddenly remembering something, the man asked, "You said you were twenty-four?" But your ID card shows that you are only 20 years old. ”

"Well, grandma told me that my real age is twenty-four, and the one on my ID card is fake."

The man responded thoughtfully, tilting his head to look at the computer screen, which was still an advertisement for Valentine's Day.

"It looks like my first Valentine's Day will be in the hospital." Asako pulled his little face and lay in the crook of his arm to change the TV channel.

Mozu Beitan didn't speak, sniffing the woman's hair, thinking back to the advertisement on TV just now, and the corners of his mouth raised a wicked smile.