Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That was the previous night, before they went to bed. After showering, Luo Taoâs body was enveloped in the fragrance of shower gel.
She was lying on his lap watching dramas on her phone while he was watching the financial news on TV.
In the past two days, the news was mostly about three companies in Jing City going bankrupt simultaneously. Some said that foreign influences wanted to intervene in Z countryâs market, others said that it was the competitorsâ vicious competition, and yet others said that the matter was related to the Huo family. In short, there were many different opinions, and no one had definitive proof about it.
Luo Tao changed the channel. The screen was showing the recent changes in the stock market, and there was a commentator explaining it at the side.
Mo Yan glanced at the television and suddenly remembered Li Guoguoâs request. âLuo Tao, do you have time recently? Li Guoguo wants to treat you to a meal.â
âLi Guoguo?â Luo Tao didnât know who it was for a moment.
âYouâve seen her in Jing City before. Sheâs shorter than me, and sheâs quite cute.â
Luo Tao had no idea what Mo Yan meant by cute. However, he did remember a few people who were shorter than Mo Yan.
âWell, why does she want to treat me to a meal?â Luo Tao asked.
âDidnât you ask Director He to sell off his Soaring shares? Director He listened to your words and sold them. Not only did he not lose money, but he also made a fair sum. Everyone in the company said that youâre a god of stocks, so Li Guoguo also wants you to help her take a look. Do you want to go?â
After saying that, Mo Yan put down her phone and looked up at Luo Tao.
Luo Tao stroked Mo Yanâs hair and asked, âDo you want me to go?â
Mo Yan pouted unhappily. âIâm obviously asking you, why are you asking me back?â
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âHow I plan my time naturally requires my wife to make the decisions.â Luo Tao said as he kissed Mo Yanâs smooth forehead.
Mo Yanâs face was slightly red as she turned her head to the side. âI, I donât really want you to go.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhy?â
Mo Yan thought for a moment and answered, âThe stock market changes rapidly. This time, you were right about Director Heâs stock, but not necessarily the next time. Even if you were right the next time, what about in the future? More and more people are looking for you. Itâs hard to guarantee that there wonât be any mistakes. Just like Soaringâs stock, many experts have failed.â
âWife, donât you believe me?â Luo Tao asked with a smile in his eyes.
âItâs not that I donât trust you, but I donât want you to take unnecessary risks. Donât look too far back. Just this time, many people will lose money because of the changes in the stock market. If they canât find a scapegoat, they can only curse those analysts. I donât want the person I like to be scolded like this one day. My heart will ache.â
Even though he had guessed Mo Yanâs thoughts, Luo Tao still wanted her to say it so that he would be at ease.
Ever since Huo Yu had said those words to him, he would be woken up every time he slept alone. He would dream of Mo Yan saying that she was not his wife and that she was leaving. At that time, he would quietly open the door, and would only be at ease when he saw Mo Yan still sleeping soundly in the room.
âWife, you said that everyone in your company calls me god of stocks. Then donât you want me to help you buy some stocks? You wouldnât scold me even if I said something wrong. If Iâm not wrong, it can also increase the income of the family.â
Mo Yan reached out to pinch Luo Taoâs cheek. The delicate touch in her hand made her pinch turn into a touch, a caress.
âI donât need you to increase our income in this way. I donât know whether youâre really a god of stocks. I just know that life is pretty good right now. The two of us work hard and get lazy together after work. I donât want to worry about the stocks closing high or low, being in the red or green. If you were to really trade stocks, how would you have time to give me attention?â
Luo Tao chuckled. âStocks arenât as important as you. Even if itâs the stock market, I wouldnât ignore you. However, since my wife said not to do it, then I wonât do it. Just donât complain that I donât make enough in the future.â
âOf course not!â Mo Yan pinched Luo Taoâs cheeks with both hands.
âWhen I married you, I didnât think that you didnât have enough money. Money can be slowly earned. Who I marry is the most important!â
Luo Tao looked into Mo Yanâs glittering black eyes. Those beautiful eyes seemed to reflect only his figure, and she, too, belonged to him alone. This feeling of being in full possession of another made Luo Taoâs heart beat wildly.
âBeing able to marry you is my greatest fortune.â
Luo Taoâs last words fell between their lips...