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"Ming Yu, can you understand what the host is saying? "

Ming Yu stared at the screen with his big eyes and replied, "Uncle Jin just told me a little, now I can understand a little. Mom, I think stocks are fun... Uncle Jin said that this can make a lot of money! " ​​

Zuo Aiai was speechless. She scolded Jin di in her heart, but on the surface, she still had to explain to Ming Yu with a smile.

"Ming Yu, be good. The stock market is a trap, you must not jump. Although making money is indeed a lot of money, it is just like gambling. If you lose money, you will lose a lot of people... be good, we will not touch this thing in the future, okay? "

"then why don't I just earn money? Uncle Jin said that as long as I sell it before it falls, I can definitely make a profit... "

"Jin! ! ! Di! ! "

Jin Di looked at her innocently.

"How can you teach a child this way? At his age, his values are easily misled. How can you teach him these things that he doesn't learn well? "

"How is this not learning well? "

"The stock market is clearly gambling. You are teaching him gambling! "

"The stock market is a kind of profession. There are professional stock market forecasters. As long as Ming Yu likes it, this can also become his profession. What's wrong with that? "

Forget it, she was the fool who tried to reason with Jin di in this aspect.

"Forget it, Ming Yu, we're not watching TV anymore. Come back to your room with mom to read. "

"No, mom, I want to finish watching this program! "

Zuo Aiai's heart was on the verge of collapse. She could not wait to kick Jin di out of this room right now!

However... Jin Di did not realize it ...

"Ming Yu, mom has to listen to what she says. You can't refute her. " Jin Di's voice suddenly became a few degrees colder.

Ming Yu, who was sitting firmly on the Sofa just now, suddenly changed his attitude. He lowered his head and said, "got it, Uncle Jin. "

Then, he stood up from the SOFA and went back to his room with his small glass of water.

She was dumbfounded.

She had raised such a son, and he changed sides so quickly?

...

She suddenly felt very frustrated.

Jin Di leaned against the Sofa as if he was sitting in his own home. He took the remote control and turned off the television. By the time she reacted, Jin Di's gaze had already landed on her body, and it made her heart beat faster.

"Zuo Aiai, it's time to talk about what happened between us. "

She... ... Had actually forgotten about this ! !

Cold sweat trickled down her cheeks. She had actually forgotten that this fellow, Jin Di, was still in a Cold War with her... ... Just now, she had been shouting at him without any restraint ...

OMG... ...

She really didn't want to live anymore!

"So, these few days when you disappeared, you were here? What's going on with those things in the house? "

She lowered her head. Mentioning her occupation in front of him, she was more or less a little embarrassed.

"I... ... I'm a fashion designer, and I've been working on a dress, and it's been delivered, and I was hoping to get back .. I just forgot my phone was dead, so I didn't get your call or your text... ... I didn't mean to, and I didn't think it was gonna get that big .. I really...

. ."

"So, you don't want to leave Binhai City again? You don't want to run again? "

Jin Di's voice suddenly became a little cold.

She couldn't help but shudder. "I don't! "