After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

While Qin Xin was waiting for Zhuang Ming to reply, she fell asleep on the bed with her eyelids battered.

And this time.

Grandma Chen was in Zhuang Ming's villa, finding all of Zhuang Ming's passbooks and bank cards, and took the bodyguard's car to the military compound.

And Wang Hao, holding various asset lists and financial management contracts, was also on his way to the military compound.

What they hold in their hands is enough to support a province with hundreds of billions of assets.

Qin Xin, who was taking a nap, never knew that when she woke up, she would receive such a great gift.

Xue's living room.

Qin Xin looked at the things on the coffee table, but she didn't dare to pick them up.

It's not that I don't dare, it's that I'm at a loss.

It was completely unexpected that what Zhuang Ming said casually turned out to be true.

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Madam, don't you want to take a look?"

Qin Xin laughed uglier than crying, "What are you looking at..."

Isn't it just money? She doesn't know the exact amount, but she knows that there are many, many, many, many, many.

But that's not important, what's important is, why is she here?

She is a dance figure skating major, and she has never learned how to manage money.

If she helps Zhuang Ming manage the money, will she become the first richest man on the richest list and fall to second if she manages Zhuang Ming?Can't even make the rich list?

She couldn't understand any of the wealth management products and investments that Wang Hao mentioned.

Even if Wang Hao explained it to her, she still felt that Wang Hao was speaking an alien language, without a word of human words.

No matter how Qin Xin refused, Grandma Chen and Wang Hao refused to take the things back.

Qin Xin could only put it away and wait for Zhuang Ming to come back from get off work.

Ten p.m.

Zhuang Ming came back after finishing his work.

Opening the door, she saw that the room was lit. Qin Xin sat on the bed and stared at him with round eyes.

And next to Qin Xin, there are things that Grandma Chen and Wang Hao sent in the afternoon.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Ming closed the door.

Qin Xin pinched her waist, "I'm angry!"

Qin Xin's cheeks were bulging like a puffer fish.

Zhuang Ming smiled and pulled off his tie and hung it on a hanger beside him, and asked, "What are you angry about?"

"I said I don't care about money, but I don't understand."

Zhuang Ming walked to the bed and lay down on Qin Xin.

After rubbing her head on Qin Xin's slender neck a few times, she felt the fatigue all over her body slowly dissipate.

Then he said, "What kind of idiot is Xinxin, who doesn't know how to spend money?"

"I definitely understand spending money, but you work so hard to make money, so I don't want to spend it recklessly."

The CEO in the novel never went to work, and Qin Xin always thought that the CEO in reality was similar to the one written in the novel, and could make money while lying down.

But after getting to know Zhuang Ming, no one knows better than Qin Xin that Zhuang Ming's work is cumbersome and tiring.

When I get home, I have to turn on the computer and continue working.

Sometimes she waited until she fell asleep, and Zhuang Ming didn't even come out of the study.

So what would Zhuang Ming do for her with such hard-earned money?

She enjoys the love and protection given by Zhuang Ming, and she is already very happy, and she doesn't need to worry about money.

She won't, doesn't want to, and doesn't need to.

She can make money by herself, and when she participates in competitions in the future, she will get bonuses. Although it is not as much as Zhuang Ming's, it is conservatively estimated that there will be hundreds of thousands a year. .seven

Zhuang Ming propped up his body, looked at the angry Qin Xin who was pouting under him, couldn't hold back, leaned over and kissed her.

Then he said, "Yeah, it's so sad that I have worked so hard to make money but no one spends it."

"I can't say no to you, but I don't care about money."

Facing the stubborn Qin Xin, it might be useless to talk about it anyway.

Zhuang Ming planned to use a trick that Qin Xin could not refuse.

play self pity.

Zhuang Ming got up from Qin Xin, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and sighed softly.

Hearing Zhuang Ming's sigh, Qin Xin really got anxious.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Ming said lightly, "You don't love me."

Qin Xin quickly sat up from the bed, "Where is it?"

"I gave it to you, you don't want anything, don't you just want to break away from me so that you can leave at any time."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"You don't need to explain, I understand." Zhuang Ming turned his head to look at Qin Xin, his eyes were a little lost.

"Xinxin is only 20 years old, she is a little princess loved by more than 300 million fans, but I am just an old man with a bit of bad money who is about to die."

If it was Qin Xin from before.

It is estimated that this person will already be anxious to go up and cover Zhuang Ming's mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense, and even cry and explain that this is not the case.

but……

Qin Xin, the little white rabbit, has grown up.

The same trick works well once or twice, but not every time.

Qin Xin also sat by the bed, sighed imitatively, and then said sadly, "I know, Mr. Zhuang doesn't actually love me, otherwise why would he force me to take care of money."

Zhuang Ming turned his head and met Qin Xin with a mischievous look.

In the next second, he couldn't help but laugh.

"It's over, the little white rabbit has become a little fox."

Qin Xin stopped laughing at Zhuang Ming and snorted, "I'm really angry, you wronged me for not loving you."

Zhuang Ming pulled Qin Xin's hand, but Qin Xin shook it off forcefully.

Pressing her hands under her hips, she snorted and turned her head away to ignore Zhuang Ming.

"Baby, I'm sorry, your Mr. Zhuang knows it's wrong."

Only then did Qin Xin give Zhuang Ming a look.

With a flat mouth, she still couldn't hold back holding Zhuang Ming into his arms, muttering aggrievedly.

"Don't say that kind of thing in the future. Although I know it's a joke, I feel very uncomfortable."

"Okay." Zhuang Ming kissed Qin Xin's forehead, "Love or not love cannot be represented by a few words."

After Zhuang Ming finished speaking, he took Qin Xin's hand and placed it on his heart.

"Feel it yourself, how powerful it beats when facing you."

Qin Xin nestled in Zhuang Ming's arms, under the palm of his hand was Zhuang Ming's powerful heartbeat, very sweet and satisfying.

Regardless of the topic of money, it has been completely thrown out of the blue.

"Did you feel it?" Zhuang Ming asked.

Qin Xin nodded, blushing and replied, "En."

"Then let me feel your heartbeat."

"Ah, no!"

Qin Xin quickly got up from Zhuang Ming's arms, and as soon as her feet stepped on the floor, Zhuang Ming wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, and pulled her back to the bed with a skillful force.

Zhuang Ming turned over and pressed Qin Xin under him.

"Aren't you tired?"

"I'm tired of work, but I won't be tired if I love you."

For his little wife, Zhuang Ming didn't want to use force.

So, hoarsely asked, "Can you?"

Qin Xin turned her face away, she had the nerve to answer.

"Xinxin, can you?" Zhuang Ming repeated.

"Prudish! I don't usually ask you!" Qin Xin became furious, so ashamed that she didn't even dare to look at Zhuang Ming, she pulled the pillow to cover her face.

Then he said softly, "Okay..."

She loves Zhuang Ming very much.

So why refuse?

They are a legal couple.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhuang Ming pushed himself down.

The assets worth hundreds of billions at the end of the bed were ruthlessly kicked to the ground, as if they were just a few pieces of waste paper and cards.