My Husband With Scholar Syndrome

At the end of the year, Taobao ushered in a new round of sales season. In order to meet the upcoming surge in orders, Fang Hui cancelled all of the studios half a month in advance The weekend of people is just that ... the weekend is cancelled, but Taobao's business seems not to be as good as expected.

Mu Xiaoya turned the sales report in her hand and frowned doubtfully: "Why is our sales this month even less than last month. Shouldn't it be the peak sales season at the end of the year?"

Fang Hui glanced at the report in Mu Xiaoya's hand, her face was depressed: "You had a lot of things in your family before, so I didn't tell you that our shoes have been copied."

"The cottage?" Mu Xiaoya was taken aback.

Fang Hui transferred the laptop in front of her to Mu Xiaoya, and saw that the same line of shoes on the Taobao page was the latest one in their studio. They designed their own shoes. As a result, Taobao ranked first, but they were not the first in sales.

"Same shoes, people are half cheaper than us, who still buys us." Fang Hui was black.

"Is it exactly the same?"

"Except the material of leather is not as breathable as ours, and the soles are not as comfortable as ours, the rest are basically the same." Fang Hui sighed. "I have asked myself, he said that this is the market in Huaguo, which style is sold on Taobao Well, as long as you buy a pair of imitation copies, you will soon be able to produce high imitations. People who do n't have high requirements for shoes ca n't tell the difference. "

"Can't we report it?" Mu Xiaoya listened a little sad.

"How do you report so many stores? And they only need to make a few changes, they can be said to be their own shoes." Fang Hui sighed, "the world-renowned big brands can not take them, not to mention our small studio. "

"This is not okay, what if we will make a cottage as soon as we release a new product?" Although Mu Xiaoya did not expect her studio to make a lot of money, but she worked hard to design shoes for others to marry. Somewhat uncomfortable.

"Who said no." Fang Hui has lost a few hairs over the past few days. "These cottages are really disgusting and really want to black out their shops."

"Do you want to be black?" Leng Buding, sitting next to Mu Xiaoya, heard the whole process of Shirakawa suddenly made a noise.

Fang Hui and Mu Xiaoya turned their heads at the same time, and saw that Shirakawa's **** eyes were staring at the computer screen momentarily. When I saw them looking at him, I couldn't help but ask again: "Are you going to be black?"

"No ... no need." Mu Xiaoya was not frightened, and hurriedly shook her head. If it didn't stop, Shirakawa really gave Taobao black, then the matter would be big.

"Oh." Shirakawa saw that nothing was happening to him and continued to look down at his book.

Mu Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, and passed a warning gaze to Fang Hui. Fang Hui spread his hands and expressed his innocence.

"No more mention of hacking other people's shops." Mu Xiaoya pulled Fang Hui over and continued to warn verbally.

"I see." Fang Hui's voice was regrettable, and she was really looking forward to how Shirakawa would hack these Taobao shops.

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Fortunately, the studio also has the revenue of the physical store, so although the revenue of the online store has been affected to some extent, the first Spring Festival of the two of them was still profitable. Neither of them were stingy. During the Chinese New Year holiday, a bonus was given to one of the employees in the store.

Mu Xiaoya did not expect that he invested 300,000 yuan, only half a year, not only returned the original, but also earned 200,000. So she used the money to report a super-luxury Spring Festival tour to her parents.

The trip abroad was made by Mu's parents and Mu Xiaoyati a week before the Spring Festival. They said they wanted to go on a trip to see the world, but Mu Xiaoya knew that her parents did n't want her to be in trouble. Chinese New Year, so specially prepared such a trip abroad. They went out to travel for the Chinese New Year, and then reassured her to go back to the Bai family to spend the New Year with Shirakawa.

Mu Xiaoya felt that her parents were a little worried, but she did not stop it, because the place they were going to travel this time was a place where her parents had n't been able to make it after seven or eight years of studying. This trip can be considered a dream journey.

In the thirtieth year of the New Year, Mu Xiaoya and Shirakawa packed up some clothes and returned to the Bai family. They lived until the fifth day of the new year before leaving the Bai family. There is no need to get up early for six consecutive days, and Mu Xiaoya has been lazy for a few days without cooking, and this laziness has continued throughout the spring.

In the spring when all things are recovering, Mu Xiaoya sleeps on the bar in the corner for two hours almost every day. If she is not the boss, Fang Hui can't help but open the person directly.

"If you hadn't slept like this for several months, I definitely suspect that you are pregnant." Fang Hui saw Mu Xiaoya awakened again, handed the freshly brewed coffee to her, and was afraid she would sleep again. Stance.

Some stunned Mu Xiaoya's hands were already touching the coffee, and Fang Hui woke up and immediately released her hand: "Give me a cup of tea, I don't drink coffee."

"Coffee is gone, it won't be pregnant." Fang Hui was startled.

"I can't rule this out." Since deciding to have children, Mu Xiaoya quit coffee and replaced her with green tea. Her trouble was a sudden problem after the Spring Festival. At first, she thought she was pregnant, but she bought a pregnancy test stick and went home for a few tests. There was no response at all. After a few more days, the regular holiday arrived as scheduled, and Mu Xiaoya was completely disheartened. However, she and Shirakawa have not been contraceptive, so the child may come at any time.

Fang Hui was speechless and turned back to the bar to make a cup of tea for Mu Xiaoya and brought it over.

"Thank you." Mu Xiaoya moved the saliva-drafted design aside. She was asleep while drawing the design.

"Yeah, it's true that you're sleepy in spring and autumn, but aren't you too far? Why didn't you see you so sleepy before?" At school, they lay at least 20 minutes in the classroom, and they could wake up with a little movement. Where is it like Mu Xiaoya? Now, she sleeps for two hours and doesn't wake up easily.

"I went to the hospital and the doctor said that I was very humid, so I was prone to sleepiness." Mu Xiaoya took a sip of tea, and she seemed more energetic. But she was also a little skeptical if it was caused by her not drinking coffee for a long time. She used to make herself a cup of coffee every day at noon.

"Then you have been sleeping too long."

"It may be that the weather in spring is too comfortable, and it will be good when it is summer." The height of the temperature every day, it should not be long and summer is about to begin.

"Calculate time. In a few months, we will graduate in one year."

"Um." Mu Xiaoya nodded. Since rebirth, she has always felt that time has passed extremely fast.

"It's been almost a year since you married Shirakawa, shouldn't you make up for the wedding?" Fang Hui always felt that Mu Xiaoya hadn't been married before having attended the wedding of Mu Xiaoya.

"It's almost a year since grandma died."

"Willn't their family be more concerned about the wedding within three years? If you don't have a wedding again, I have to get married, and I won't be your bridesmaid at that time." Fang Hui said.

"Are you going to get married?" Mu Xiaoya woke up after a nap.

"I mean you have to wait three years, and I think it will end."

"No, you can rest assured." You will not be married in the next three years.

"Hey, what do you mean, I can't get married, right?" Fang Hui laughed at Mu Xiaoya's Duding.

"Why are you so easy to get married so easily?" Mu Xiaoya stood up with a smile, her eyes suddenly turned black, and the whole person fell back again, her arms slamming on the corner of the table, making a loud noise.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Hui was startled.

"It's okay, maybe it's because I slept too long and didn't have lunch. Some dizziness." Mu Xiaoya rubbed his temples.

"What tea to drink, I'll give you a hot cup of milk." Fang Hui took the tea cup in front of Mu Xiaoya, turned around and shouted to Xiaoxin, "Xiaoxin, pack a bowl of porridge back at the mall."

"Okay." Xiaoxin responded and got up and went to the mall.

"I want to eat braised pork rice." Mu Xiaoya who came over did not forget to order.

"Send a message to Xiaoxin yourself." Fang Hui was not angry.

After eating rice, Mu Xiaoya really improved a lot. Not only did his energy and spirit recover, but his inspiration came together. Sitting at the window, she designed a summer new style that she had pondered for two days in just a few hours.

"Well ... Boss Fang, I didn't delay my work while sleeping." Mu Xiaoya gave the completed design draft to Fang Hui.

"Yes, yes, after you sleep, I will never call you again."

"Oh!"

The familiar percussion sounded, and Mu Xiaoya smiled and turned, and she saw Shirakawa wearing only a camel sweater standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Shirakawa saw Mu Xiaoya saw him, beckoned, and then walked towards the gate.

"This obsessive-compulsive disorder is really enough. For more than half a year, I knocked on the glass unhurriedly every day, and after I knocked on the door, it was great." Although I had watched it hundreds of times, Fang Hui couldn't help but want to vomit.

Mu Xiaoya didn't make any difference, got up to pack her things, packed them in a bag and got ready for work.

"New season and new, you let me work overtime alone?" Fang Hui threatened, holding Mu Xiaoya's bag, this woman is really getting more and more excessive, dozing off at work, slipping overtime?

"Tomorrow is my mother-in-law's birthday. I asked Ogawa to buy a gift together."

"..." Fang Hui drew a corner of his mouth and let go of his hand.

Mu Xiaoya laughed and left.

Giving gifts to rich people is actually the most troublesome. For a person who lacks nothing, nothing is new. Mu Xiaoya had a headache for two or three days, so she decided to take the DIY route and spent a whole weekend with Shirakawa in the pottery studio and made a set of tea sets. It was made again, and it was painted again. It will be completed only yesterday. They went to get it tonight, and they could just take it directly tomorrow.

The two drove to the studio to check the finished product, and found that although the finished product was not perfect, it was much better than they expected. Especially the paintings on the side of teapots and cups were painted by Shirakawa himself. This is the most precious place for gifts.

"It's so beautiful, Mom will love it." Mu Xiaoya put the teapot in the box, closed the lid, repacked it, and let it be carried by Shirakawa.

"Um." Shirakawa took over, and the two went outside together.

"Borrowed, borrowed ..." Suddenly, a staff with a row of adobes came over from the front, the passage was not large, Mu Xiaoya was afraid to block him, and moved aside. I do n't know if it 's moving too fast.

Shirakawa was squeezed to the other side by the staff. When the other party passed, he naturally walked towards Mu Xiaoya.

"Xiaoya?" Shirakawa was acutely aware of Mu Xiaoya's anomaly as she approached. She was twisting her eyebrows and closing her eyes, and her face was pale on the side of the workbench.

Shirakawa wanted to help Mu Xiaoya, but his hands were not enough to reach Mu Xiaoya's arm, and Mu Xiaoya suddenly slid down the bench.

Shirakawa's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't care about what was in his hand. The whole person knelt down and hugged the person before Mu Xiaoya fell to the ground.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya?" Shirakawa shouted anxiously to the person in her arms, but Mu Xiaoya closed her eyes tightly and did not give Shirakawa any response. For a moment, Shirakawa only felt that an invisible and huge bell covered him. Someone outside was beating constantly, making a humming noise, but he could hear nothing and could not see anything.

Mu Xiaoya was not in a coma for too long. When she woke up, she found that she was lying in the arms of Shirakawa, surrounded by several people, but no one dared to approach.

"Don't let your hair go, hurry up and take your wife to the hospital."

"Yeah, why aren't you talking?"

"Don't delay treatment."

Someone tried to approach, but as soon as someone moved, Shirakawa would hold himself tighter.

This is ...

Raising her eyes, Mu Xiaoya saw Shirakawa's empty eyes and was startled. She laboredly raised her hand to touch Shirakawa's side face and shouted softly, "Ogawa."

With only one sound, the hollow eyes gradually became bright, and a sound penetrated the huge bell jar and reached Shirakawa's ear.

"Xiaoya ~" Shirakawa saw his own window.

"Take me to the hospital."