He Is Warmer Than Time

Zhou Yingmian smiled embarrassingly: "Dad loves me the most."

Xie Rong did not expect Zhou Zhihai to really agree that her daughter should start as a director. The directors of Zhou's enterprise are all old foxes. If Xiaoying is rushed up, the old foxes must have opinions.

When Zhou Nan entered the house, she saw Zhou Ying sitting next to their father, acting like a baby with him.

Well, the family of three is happy, as if she is just superfluous, but her dad still lets her come back every weekend.

Annoying.

As soon as Zhou Nan came back, Zhou Zhihai stood up: "Zhou Nan, you are back."

Zhou Ying curled her lips. As long as Zhou Nan didn't come back, she would be the little princess in this family, but when Zhou Nan came back, he was the young master of Zhongxing Pengyue, and even the servants were very snobbish in favor of Zhou's family. This is the only young master.

She only hated that she was not born as a boy, so that Zhou Nan enjoyed the only favor.

Zhou Nan said lightly: "When do you have lunch?"

She just came back for lunch and symbolically chatted with her dad.

Xie Rong said half jokingly and half earnestly: "Zhou Nan, do you treat your home as a canteen or a restaurant?"

Zhou Nan glanced at her coldly: "What? Do you think I should use this as a cafeteria? Aunt Rong doesn't want me to come back or doesn't like me to come back?"

Xie Rong's face sank: "I...how could I not like your coming back?"

"Isn't it normal for me to come back from dinner and ask when to eat? I'm in my own home, do I have to be polite with my dad?"

Xie Rong was choked by him and was speechless: "You kid, I'll just make a joke. You see, you can't stop talking, I can't talk about you, I can't talk about you."

Zhou Nan sneered: "Aunt Rong, my dad and I are in a good relationship, don't try to instigate our father-son relationship, you know? This is not a cafeteria, not a dormitory, this is my Zhou Nan's home, do you hear clearly?"

How could Xie Rong dare not hear clearly, the young master spoke, how could she not follow?

"You kid, you're so careless, how could I provoke you and your father?"

Zhou Zhihai said in a rounded tone: "Okay, it's time to eat, let's eat, Zhou Nan, she is your elder anyway, you still have to be polite to her."

Zhou Nan shrugged: "She is polite to me, and I am polite to her."

Xie Rong's heart was distorted with anger. No matter how Zhou Nan is the young master of the Zhou family, then he is also a junior, a junior, dare to talk to her like this.

It wasn't that Zhou Zhihai and the old man pampered the young master too much. The most annoying thing was that even if they spoiled so unprincipledly, Zhou Nan broke her expectations and became a very good heir.

He is good-looking and has excellent grades. At the beginning, the old man thought that it would be enough for him to go to the military's engineering university. Unexpectedly, he was admitted to the Huangpu Military Academy, the best military school in the country.

The old man was overjoyed and specially entertained all the guests that the Zhou family could invite. After three days of the big banquet, he introduced his outstanding grandson to everybody, and said that he was in the same school with the commander's son.

Xie Rong had originally looked forward to Zhou Nan being spoiled as a dude, but unfortunately, he was so excellent in every aspect in the military academy. After he came out, he went straight to the most promising 29th Regiment and became the commander-in-chief. The soldier under the hand of the son.

More than that, he also brought the Commander-in-chief to the house last time. It was really beautiful.