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

The next day is the weekend.

Zhou Zhuojing slept until noon before coming out of the room.

He was wearing a pajamas patterned with cows, and his hair was a little messy. At this time, he was feeling sleepy and walking down the handrail of the stairs. He was careless and slammed into the oncoming person with a "bang".

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhuojing patted his head in pain, looked up at the person coming, his eyes widened instantly, "Second Brother!"

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Xiaojing seems to be a little bit stunned again." Zhou Zhuolan knocked on his forehead with a smile, "I don't even look at the road when I go down the stairs."

"Second brother!" Zhou Zhuojing hung his arm flatteringly, just like the intimacy between the two in the past, "I miss you so much."

"Okay, okay, I know how to act like a baby." Zhou Zhuolan said disgusting words, but his smile became a little bit stronger, "I just got up now after sleeping, and the food is cold."

"Not yet..." Zhou Zhuojing was about to speak, but quickly fell silent.Wasn't it because Xu Zesheng dragged him to chat until midnight last night, and his phone was running out of battery.

"What is it?" Zhou Zhuolan raised his eyebrows, obviously interested in the half-sentence he hadn't finished speaking.

"Xu Zesheng probably hasn't gotten up yet, I'm going to call him." Zhou Zhuojing changed the subject and wanted to turn around to Xu Zesheng's room, but Zhou Zhuolan held his hand.

"He left the house very early." Zhou Zhuolan paused, "He said he was going back to get things."

"Very early?" Zhou Zhuojing was a little dazed, obviously both of them slept very late, how could Xu Zesheng have the energy to get up early.

"We had breakfast together." Seeing him in a daze, Zhou Zhuolan couldn't help snapping his fingers, "What are you thinking?"

"No." Zhou Zhuojing shook his head, without thinking about it, he followed Zhou Zhuolan to the restaurant.

Until evening, Xu Zesheng was still missing.

Zhou Zhuojing was a little worried, and after much deliberation, he still called him.

The phone was connected after only two rings.

There was some noise on Xu Zesheng's side, and a few rough laughter could be vaguely heard.

"You..." Zhou Zhuojing said, hesitantly, "Where are you?"

"On the way back." Xu Zesheng smiled slightly, "Miss me?"

"No." Zhou Zhuojing whispered, "Why don't you let the driver see you off when you go back?"

"It's just a trivial matter." Xu Zesheng changed the subject, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhuojing choked, and said guiltily, "It's still a little bit close."

"A little bit?" Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, I'm going to do my homework first, come back soon, Auntie made soup today, and we'll have dinner together when you come back."

After Zhou Zhuojing finished speaking, he hung up the phone hastily.

He ran upstairs in a panic, took out his schoolbag, and instantly grimaced.Homework, homework, he didn't start writing at all.

At the same time, Xu Zesheng put away his mobile phone and suppressed his smile.

He looked at the middle-aged man who was turned upside down by him in the corner, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Where's the photo?"

"It's... my phone." Tremblingly, Xu Yi wanted to take out the phone from his pocket, but Xu Zesheng snatched it away.

He didn't even look at it, he threw it on the ground and stepped on it hard, only to see the screen was torn apart, the shutdown interface flashed past, and finally turned into pitch black.

"Is there any backup?"

"No, no more."

"Xu Yi." Xu Zesheng half leaned down and looked closer at him, "Do you know what will happen to you if you lie to me?"

Xu Yi shuddered, shook his head in a daze, and then nodded hastily.

"Because you are Xiao Jing's biological father, I will let you go this time." Xu Zesheng waited for a while, "If there is a next time, you say, an alcoholic drunk who accidentally fell into the water, some people will think that he was killed by someone. Did someone push it down?"

Xu Yi's face turned pale immediately, and he couldn't help shaking.

He knew Xu Zesheng's vindictive nature best.

The last time he came home drunk, feeling resentful, he punched Xu Zesheng a few times, and then he smashed his head with a glass bottle, bleeding all over the place, and almost killed him.

At that time, Xu Zesheng was looking at him coldly, without moving, and had no intention of saving him. In the end, he climbed out of the room by himself and knocked on the neighbor's door.

When he led the police back to find him, this guy was nestled in a corner, with several scars on his body that he had never seen before. He shook his head pitifully, muttering to Dad not to hit me.

Immediately, a female police officer turned red-eyed and condemned his brutality.He himself has a bad reputation, and the testimonies of the neighbors in all directions point to him having a previous record of domestic violence, so the matter is over.

"Don't appear in front of Xiao Jing again." Xu Zesheng interrupted his thoughts loudly, kicked his lower abdomen forcefully, and said ruthlessly, "Get out!"

Xu Yi got his freedom, even rolling and crawling, not even daring to pick up the broken old mobile phone, and fled out of the alley in embarrassment.

And Xu Zesheng took out a tissue and wiped his hands expressionlessly, and then carefully sniffed the smell on his body, and then left after making sure that there was no problem.

After a while, Xu Zesheng softly pushed open the door of Zhou Zhuojing's room.

The little curly in cow pajamas is sitting at the desk at the moment, completely ignoring people, and writing hard.

Xu Zesheng walked behind him silently, glanced at the blank test paper on the table, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

"Didn't you say it was only a little short?"

"Mathematics is so difficult, and so is physics." Zhou Zhuojing sighed dejectedly, and then froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, the puppy eyes suddenly looked up at the person behind him, dark and shiny, "Are you sure?" Have you finished writing already?"

"Huh? It's really hard." Xu Zesheng pondered thoughtfully, then tapped his cheek, "Kiss me, and I'll teach you."