After giving birth to hot searches, the president of the empire came to coax the baby every night

Zhen Zhen was stunned.

He stared blankly at the bank card in front of him.

I can't tell what it feels like.

It seems a little funny.

This kind of plot that she thought would only appear in TV dramas actually appeared in front of her.

1000 million is indeed a lot of money.

"Uncle Mo thinks... feelings can be measured by money?"

Zhen Zhen summoned up her courage, and looked at Mo Huating generously: "In Uncle Mo's eyes, are feelings only good for transactions?"

Mo Huating put on a serious face: "Ordinary people like to talk about feelings. Businessmen only pay attention to weighing the pros and cons. My son, Mo Huating, is a businessman."

"Uncle Mo blasphemed the word 'feeling' so much, forgive me for not agreeing." Zhen Zhen raised her hand and pushed the bank card in front of Mo Huating back: "If people in the world have no feelings, wouldn't they all become walking dead? Mo Beixing, it is undeniable that he is a very intelligent businessman, but he is also a layman who yearns for love very much, it would be too selfish for Uncle Mo to deprive him of his affection for the sake of visible benefits."

Mo Huating didn't seem to expect that a girl who looked so weak and quiet in front of him would dare to say such sharp and bold words to him, and his eyes changed obviously.

But after a few seconds of Shen Ning, he looked at the bank card pushed back by Zhen Zhen, and said, "Do you think you have too little money?"

There is no problem in this world that money cannot solve.

If there is, then the money is not in place.

This is the truth he has realized over the years in business.

"Uncle Mo doesn't seem to understand what I mean. Feelings cannot be measured by money. No matter how much money Uncle Mo gives me, it is impossible for me to shake my view of feelings because of the money.

Come to think of it, Uncle Mo, you know that it's not me pestering Mo Beixing, but him, who longs for affection.I'm not good at pestering. If Uncle Mo wants to stop us, he must persuade Mo Beixing. After all, even if I voluntarily leave him, there is no guarantee that I will appear next.

Uncle Mo came to me to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want to turn Mo Beixing into a person who only weighs the pros and cons and has no feelings, you should start with him. "Zhen Zhen said calmly, her tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

The girl in front of him was really beyond Mo Huating's surprise.

He narrowed his cold eyes: "If Mo Beixing had nothing, would you still talk to him? I can give Mo Beixing everything, and I have a way to make him have nothing."

"Uncle Mo still doesn't understand what I mean. Feelings cannot be measured by money and interests. I never approached Mo Beixing because of his identity, so how could I stay away from him because of his identity?"

Mo Huating was speechless.

If an ordinary girl said such a thing, he could still consider it a lie.

But the girl in front of her has sincere eyes, earnest words, and her words are neither humble nor overbearing, making people speechless.

"My Mohist family is not an ordinary family. I have a head and face in the entire empire. I, Mo Huating, value the most face. People who enter my Mohist family should be right with my Mohist family. No matter what, you cannot enter my Mohist family with an ordinary status like you."

Mo Huating dropped his words, snorted coldly, got up and left.

"and many more……"

Zhen Zhen hurriedly called him to stop.

Mo Huating turned around, and saw Zhen Zhen picked up the bank card on the table, and handed it to him with both hands: "You take this away. Maybe one day, Uncle Mo, you will finally understand that the so-called face cannot override feelings at all." above."

Being preached by a junior, Mo Huating was not happy, so he took the bank card and left.

What emotion can weigh more than face.

He will never approve of this sentence.

……

Li's old house.

Shi Muran's body was only slightly bruised, so Li Junhan forced him to stay at home to recuperate.

Sunny day didn't let him hold her anymore, and gave it to Mrs. Li and the babysitter.

He personally boiled medicine and stewed tonic for her, let her lie on the bed, and restricted her from going out.

Shi Muran seemed to have returned to the confinement period.

Fortunately, it is still a little different from the confinement period.

That is, she can play with her mobile phone.

Shen Zhinan sent her a new case yesterday.

Not a patient in a hospital.

It's a patient in country a.

He asked her to carefully figure out the treatment plan, and then, as his assistant, go to country a to see a doctor with him.

Shi Muran is willing to go abroad to see a doctor.

Moreover, she also likes to delve into various difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Shi Muran was holding his mobile phone, taking notes on such cases.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Li Junhan walked in with a bowl of dark medicinal soup.

Shi Muran glanced at the noble and cold man, and quickly put away the phone and stuffed it under the pillow.

"During the recovery period, use less electronic products."

No matter how fast it was collected, the man still saw it and said something expressionless.

Shi Muran secretly sticks out her tongue at him, without saying a word.

When the medicine was brought over, Mu Ran could smell the bitterness from a distance.

Just as the man sat down by the bed with the medicine bowl, Shi Muran quickly hid his body to the other side of the bed, looked at the man pitifully: "I think I'm completely healed, can I stop taking the medicine? "

This medicine smells bitter and tastes even bitterer.

"No."

The man was very principled. After answering in the affirmative, he put the medicine bowl on the bedside table.

Then he got on the bed, stretched out his long arms and grabbed the little girl and hugged her into his arms.

Shi Muran quickly hugged him and acted like a baby: "My husband... I'm really healed, I don't want to take medicine, I don't want to take medicine, okay?"

Although taking the medicine will get better faster, but the medicine is really too bitter, and she would rather get better slowly.

"not good."

After the man refused coldly, he reached out to fetch the medicine.

Shi Muran quickly embraced his handsome face with both hands, and kissed him directly.

The man's outstretched hand froze.

Shi Muran closed her eyes, and kissed the man with all her true feelings.

The man himself has poor self-control in the face of her, so how can he hold back?

The outstretched hand retracted little by little, and quickly pinched the woman's slender waist.

Shi Muran hooked the man's neck with both hands, and fell down on his own initiative.

The man enthusiastically responded to her kiss, and the moment the woman fell on the bed, he couldn't wait to rub her pajamas with his big hands.

Shi Muran closed her eyes and made an emotional voice.

When the man took off her pajamas and put his palm on her shoulder, she frowned in pain.

The man had stopped all his movements, looking at her slightly swollen shoulders with pity.

Then turned over to the side, wrapped the little girl in a quilt, helped her up, and reached out to take the medicine bowl on the bedside table: "Drink it while it's hot."

"Husband..." Shi Muran looked at the man aggrievedly with a pair of sparkling teary eyelashes.

After all, she still can't escape the fate of taking medicine, so isn't it useless for her to offer her courtesy just now?

Seeing that the little woman looked really afraid of taking the medicine, Li Junhan directly handed the medicine bowl to his lips, took a big sip, then lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips.

Shi Muran's eyes widened.

After the originally bitter medicine was filtered from the man's mouth, carrying his breath, it seemed that it really wasn't that bitter.

She gulped down, and after swallowing, the man sucked her hard a few times, then let go of his lips, took another big sip of the medicine, and then kissed her again.

After every mouthful of medicine, he would forcefully kiss her twice.

Before I knew it, I finished drinking a bowl of medicine.

Shi Muran didn't feel the bitterness, only the sweetness.

On the lips and teeth, there is a faint smell of medicine, more of a man's breath.

"In the future, I will feed you medicine like this."

Seeing that the little girl liked this trick very much, the man put down the medicine bowl, pampered her head with one hand, and said as if making up his mind.