After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Kyoto, Yaomeng Cafe.

Qing Ming returned wearing a suit and a golden mask, and the first thing he said to his men was: "When I shed my skin, there were spots left. The magic can't remove them. Why?"

Elder Hei rubbed his eyebrows and said, "President, you have disappeared for nearly seven months. I should first report to you the dynamics of the Demon Alliance in the past few months..."

The black elder kept chattering in a businesslike tone.

Qing Ming tugged at his tie, "Is it over?"

"Yes, President, generally speaking, apart from the Red Phoenix Patriarch running away, there are no other major changes."

"Ah."

His barrier had suppressed the dark power in Xuanzu's body for a long time, and he was confident that he could starve it to death.

It is only the addition of the factor of blocking the heavenly calamity that gives the dark forces an opportunity to take advantage.

He has done his best for the Red Phoenix Ancestor, and the rest depends on her to defeat the demon in her body!

So back to the original question.

Qing Ming: "How to remove the spots?"

Elder Black: “…”

The four elders helped him to look up classic books and finally came to the conclusion: the black spots left when the skin sheds are very special. Even if he creates countless clones, each clone will leave black spots in the same position!

Moreover, these black spots cannot be covered up even by magic.

The only way to get rid of the spots is to wait for them to fall off next time the skin peels!

When Qingming heard this answer, he felt annoyed. With this look on his face, how could he go to see his Zhenzhen?

……

But we still have to meet!

That afternoon.

The investor exchange banquet hall of a high-end hotel in Kyoto.

Song Zhen, with her round pregnant belly, skin as white as snow, and eyes that were cold and wise, sat on the noble and luxurious sofa.

Next to her, there were two assistants, one was responsible for handing her water, and the other was responsible for handing her documents, with a clear division of labor.

Business tycoons who passed by would greet her respectfully, and some would even flirt with her.

There is no other reason, it's just that Mrs. Huo, who married into a wealthy family at the age of 19, is now the leading investment master in Kyoto!

Almost all the companies she invested in became dark horses that outperformed their peers!

If she wasn't using the name of Mrs. Huo, 90% of the entrepreneurs in China would want to be the father of the child in her belly!

It was as if she was not pregnant with a baby, but with Jin Bobo!

Song Zhen knew very well that she was in her current good fortune thanks to Qing Ming.

Ever since her fate was changed, her luck has completely improved.

She followed Mr. Huo to meet his mahjong friends. After dozens of rounds of mahjong, no one left with a smile except her and Mr. Huo.

She used some of her spare money to invest in potential stock companies, and in just one month, the stock price she held increased a hundredfold.

Even when she really wanted to spend some money and bought a piece of land to build a charity school, she ended up digging out hundreds of thousands of gold bricks from the land.

At this moment, a message popped up on the phone.

[Ms. Song Zhen, the dividends of the financial product you purchased have been received, amount: 1056325998]

Her eyes and eyebrows floated. Look, this is what it feels like to collect money while lying down.

The more comfortable her life became, the more she missed him who had disappeared for seven months...

"Huo Yunzhou, winter is over, you haven't come back yet?"

As she was thinking this, a 1.9-meter-tall man in a suit with a very good physique passed by her, and her heart actually skipped a beat!

She glanced sideways at the man.

His physique and appearance were indeed very similar to Huo Yunzhou, but he was wearing a white mask on his face, hiding his features.

"Hello."

The man's gentle and deep voice interrupted Song Zhen's thoughts.

Song Zhen quickly recovered his composure and said, "Hello."

Could it be that I miss Huo Yunzhou too much?

She actually felt that this person was a bit like Huo Yunzhou.

After a brief greeting, the man calmly sat down in the private seat next to her.

In the banquet hall, CEOs from all walks of life took turns to take the stage and passionately painted a rosy picture for the investors.

Song Zhen took a quick glance at those people and understood their fortune and future clearly.

Unfortunately, no company at today's investment meeting caught her eye.

Two of them are even on the verge of bankruptcy next month!

Song Zhen was not interested. Just as he was about to tell his assistant to leave, the man next to him suddenly asked with a smile, "I heard that Mrs. Huo can make the entire investment community go crazy with just a wave of her hand?"

He is not exaggerating at all.

Now all the investors are waiting for Song Zhen to make a move. Whoever Song Zhen invests in, they will follow suit and it is guaranteed to make money!

Facing the man's question, Song Zhen smiled elegantly, "No problem, I'll always win anyway."

"Master Huo is really good at marrying a woman as talented and intelligent as Mrs. Huo."

I heard the man say this inexplicably.

Song Zhen couldn't help but look at him again. She tried to see his face through the mask, but...

Maybe the mask is too thick?

She couldn't see through it, so she stopped looking and tried to get up, holding her watermelon belly.

There was an immediate commotion in the seats.

Everyone is waiting for investors' money to save the company.

Song Zhen is also a benchmark in the investment industry.

If she leaves, other investors will definitely not dare to invest rashly!

Soon, a rough male voice came from the crowd: "Mrs. Huo, please stay!"

Song Zhen paused.

Looking up, she saw that the person who called her was a tall and burly man, about forty years old, with a rough and tough aura all over his body.

He strode forward and handed her his business card politely, "Hello, Mrs. Huo. I am Hong Shicheng, the general manager of Julyday. I may not have introduced my business plan in enough detail just now. I'm sorry, but I still hope that Mrs. Huo can reconsider..."

To put it bluntly, it means "Please invest in me!"

But what Song Zhen is doing is investment, not charity.

Knowing that the other person's fortune is bad, she still throws money into it. Do you think she is stupid? What's more, this person not only has a weak career line, but also has jail time!

"no need."

There was no point in saying more. Song Zhen did not take the man's business card and directly refused to invest.

The man's face froze for a moment.

The assistant immediately stepped forward to support her.

Her pregnant belly is really big now, she has to support the bottom with her hands and take every step very carefully.

This scene was fully captured by a pair of fiery eyes next to them.

Under the mask, the golden pupils gazed affectionately at the figure that he had been thinking about day and night.

She was very obedient and didn't mess with other men.

As for how difficult these months of pregnancy were, he could tell from the big balloon in her belly!

God knows how much he wished he could run over and hug her tightly.

He wanted to ask her how she had been doing over the past six months...

Have you ever been bullied?

Do you miss him...

But thinking of the dark spots on his face, he, who was proud and concerned about his appearance, suppressed the impulse.

Qing Ming adjusted the mask and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Suddenly, a hint of murderous aura flashed before his eyes.

Along with it was the man's ferocious and manic voice: "Bitch, I can't get the investment, I'm going to die anyway, if I can't live, you can't live either!"

The next second, the man grabbed a fruit knife and stabbed Song Zhen in the abdomen!