The rich and powerful fake young master is a true group favorite

There was an argument last night, Zhou Zhuojing wanted to apologize to his second brother in the morning, but when he went downstairs, he saw Zhou Zhuoting sitting in the dining room alone having breakfast.

He looked around to make sure there was no sign of Zhou Zhuolan, and he was a little puzzled: "Brother, where is the second brother?"

"He has a performance next week." Zhou Zhuoting raised his eyes and glanced at him, "I'm not at home during this time."

Zhou Zhuojing let out a muffled "Oh", and hesitantly opened the bench and sat opposite Zhou Zhuoting.

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Zhou Zhuoting couldn't help knocking on the table and said, "Eat breakfast."

"Brother, I'm sorry last night." Zhou Zhuojing lowered his head, so guilty that he almost tucked himself into his wide pajamas, "I shouldn't be angry with you."

"We won't blame you." Zhou Zhuoting reached out and rubbed his hair. Seeing his silly younger brother with two dark circles under his eyes, the always serious person felt distressed, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

More than bad.

The matter of Xu Zesheng alone has already caused him to be devastated, and now he has a quarrel with his brother who has always spoiled him.

He tossed and turned all night without closing his eyes.

"Second brother must be very angry." Zhou Zhuojing pursed his lips, "It's all my fault for being too capricious."

"Zhuo Lan is not angry." Zhou Zhuoting pushed the milk in front of him, "There is nothing wrong with Xiaojing's willfulness."

Zhou Zhuolan defended his shortcomings like him, his own children were right no matter what, so how could they be angry, even if they were angry, it was those outsiders who didn't know what to do or what to do.What's more, whether Zhou Zhuojing's willfulness or coquettishness, it's not all the result of his and Zhou Zhuolan's petting.

"Big brother..."

"Hey, drink the milk and go back to catch up on sleep."

Zhou Zhuojing was really sleepy, he was not polite after hearing what his brother said, so he hurried back to his room to sleep after breakfast.He didn't know, as soon as he closed the door, Zhou Zhuoting got up and left Zhou's house.

"Sir, this is it."

A man in a restaurant uniform held a broom and a dustpan in his hand, and buried himself in sweeping the street in front of the small shop. Occasionally, he passed a few passers-by, walked a few steps and looked back at him frequently.

"He is Xu Zesheng." The driver felt the air pressure in the car tense up instantly, and couldn't help shivering, "Young Master's classmate."

"He looks like a dog."

Zhou Zhuoting snorted coldly. He couldn't see Xu Zesheng's appearance clearly from his angle, but based on the reactions of passers-by, he could more or less guess that he looked good.His younger brother is pure, it is not good to judge people by their appearance, some people are good-looking on the outside, but there may be some bad intentions on the inside.

Thinking of this, he was about to open the door and get out of the car, but when he raised his eyes, he met Xu Zesheng's face through the car window.

How... how come it looks like this!

A pair of long and narrow peach blossom eyes in the deep eye sockets, full of affection and spirit, with a thin and straight nose bridge, thin lips lightly parted, and delicate facial features that can't pick out a single flaw.

If he hadn't known that Zhou Zhuolan was preparing for a performance in the next province, he might have suspected that stupid younger brother who approached his family dressed as a high school student.

Something is wrong!

How can there be such a coincidence in the world.

A person who looks so similar to Zhuo Lan happens to be Xiaojing's classmate.

With such a face on his face, he approached Xiao Jing, what was the reason for?

Is it just because of Xiaojing's family background and money?

Zhou Zhuoting frowned, with doubts in his eyes, the matter might not be as simple as he imagined.It's too late to scare the snake away, so he let go of his hand and signaled the driver to drive.

"Sir, don't you want to go down?" The driver turned around, a little puzzled. Could it be that Mr. Zhou came all the way here just to have a look at Xu Zesheng.

"No." Zhou Zhuoting shook his head, paused and said, "Let Zhuo Lan go home immediately."

"what?"

"Just say it's urgent."

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Zhuojing slept until the afternoon.

He rubbed his eyes ignorantly, grabbed his phone to check the time, unlocked it and saw a few messages from Xu Zesheng.

Xu Zesheng: [picture].jpg

Xu Zesheng: The puppy I met on the road suddenly thought of you.

In the photo is a fluffy white bichon christmas, with small black eyes clearly visible in the curly hair, and the whole body is round and round like a ball.

Zhou Zhuojing couldn't help looking at him a few more times before replying——

Zhou Zhuojing: I just woke up QAQ

Zhou Zhuojing: I am a pig, not worthy of being a puppy

Xu Zesheng wasn't busy until it was time for dinner, so he quickly responded to the message.

Xu Zesheng: Little Jingzhu, you should get up and pack your schoolbag.

Xu Zesheng: Have you finished your homework?

There is self-study in the evening, and the representatives of each subject must collect homework.

Zhou Zhuojing: Of course!

Zhou Zhuojing: I wrote most of it yesterday

Zhou Zhuojing: By the way, how is your injury?

Zhou Zhuojing: Does it still hurt now?Is it okay to work?

He sent several messages in a row, and his phone kept vibrating.Xu Zesheng smiled helplessly, as if seeing Zhou Zhuojing's worried appearance.

Xu Zesheng: I'm fine.

Xu Zesheng: I will examine you at night.

an examination?

How to check?

His injuries are all under his clothes, should he take off his clothes to check?

Zhou Zhuojing blushed instantly, scolded a hooligan secretly, and sent him a row of violent beating emoticons.

Xu Zesheng: Just kidding.

Xu Zesheng: I'm going to work.

Xu Zesheng: See you tonight.

Zhou Zhuojing curled his lips reluctantly, so he had to say goodbye to him temporarily.

Zhou Zhuojing: Okay

Zhou Zhuojing: Go get busy

Zhou Zhuojing: See you tonight

After finishing the chat, Zhou Zhuojing suddenly remembered Xu Zesheng's counterfeit mobile phone whose back cover was half broken.I heard from him that it was an old mobile phone that Xu's father didn't want. It had a small memory, and there was not much left after installing the chat software.

According to Xu Zesheng's personality, if he just gave him a new phone, the other party would definitely not accept it.But what about the old cell phone he used...

Zhou Zhuojing searched for a long time, found his old mobile phone, took another box, carefully packed it, and attached a note, planning to sneak it into Xu Zesheng's schoolbag when he returned home at night.

At seven o'clock on time for evening self-study, Zhou Zhuojing hurried out, opened the car door but saw Zhou Zhuoting in the back seat.

"Brother?" Zhou Zhuojing's eyes widened in disbelief, "You, why are you here?"

"Send you to school." Zhou Zhuoting said concisely, his eyes fell on the gift box in his younger brother's arms, his eyes darkened, "What is this?"

"Gift." Zhou Zhuojing got into the car awkwardly, his voice lowered and lowered, "A gift for Xu Zesheng."

"Xiao Jing, you are not pursuing him, are you?" Zhou Zhuoting half-closed his eyes, "Do you like him?"

"Ah?" Zhou Zhuojing was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hands, "Brother, what are you talking about? I'm not pursuing him!"

Just sending a gift, how could it become a pursuit.

Zhou Zhuoting's heart was full of alarms, and he didn't believe Zhou Zhuojing's words at all.

After sending his younger brother to school, he returned directly to the company.

After a while, a young man was called to the office by him.

"Boss, what do you need from me?"

"Go, help me check this person."

"Xu... Zesheng?"

"Yes, check him from birth to now."