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

Zhou Zhuojing saw Mr. Zhou again, and that day happened to be his and Xu Zesheng's birthdays.

In the past, he would have a casual meal with his two elder brothers at home to celebrate his birthday, and this year was no exception. Zhou Zhuolan called off the performance and rushed back from out of town. Zhou Zhuoting, who has been busy all year round, also returned home early.

It was a rare reunion. They specially gave the housekeeper and the cooking aunt a day off, and there were only a few brothers left in the whole family.

Xu Zesheng bought food in advance, and when he came back, he and Zhou Zhuolan were busy in the kitchen, while Zhou Zhuojing hugged half a watermelon, nestled on the sofa and watched funny movies with his elder brother.

Just when Zhou Zhuojing was laughing all over the place, someone rang the doorbell suddenly, and he was stunned, a little surprised who would suddenly visit Zhou's house at this point.Zhou Zhuoting seemed to have thought of something, his complexion sank, he stood up and walked straight to the gate.

The person who came seemed impatient. Seeing no one responded, he simply slammed on the door. Even Zhou Zhuolan in the kitchen poked his head out curiously.

Zhou Zhuoting was not in a hurry, walked to the door, leaned over to look at the cat's eyes, and sneered knowingly.

"Who is it?" Zhou Zhuojing asked him in a low voice.

"A spoiler." Zhou Zhuoting said concisely, opened the door, and showed a smirk, "Grandpa, what kind of wind brought you here today."

As soon as he said that, the spoon in Zhou Zhuojing's hand trembled twice, and shook the watermelon that he had scooped up with great difficulty.

"It's my grandson's birthday, there's no reason for the old man to come and see it." The old man strode into the door and gave Zhou Zhuoting a meaningful look, "What's more, I also want to drop by to see my increasingly capable grandson , isn't it?"

He almost gritted his teeth to say the last few words.

For some reason, Zhou Zhuojing looked at the two of them from a distance, feeling that something was wrong between them. In the past, Zhou Zhuoting and the old man were not close, but they were not as close as they are today, just like two tit for tat enemies.

"Grandpa, you don't have to go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have anything to do. Please speak up if you have something to say." Zhou Zhuoting saw that he was about to go in, so he quickly raised his hand to stop him. I'm afraid I don't want to see you."

He spoke directly, and the old man's face instantly darkened, and faint veins burst out on his forehead.

Feeling the tension in the atmosphere, Zhou Zhuojing swallowed silently, not even daring to eat the watermelon, for fear that any movement would draw the fire from far away.

"Zhou Zhuoting." The old man called Zhou Zhuoting's name bitterly, "I think you are paying less and less attention to me, and even dare to stop my cooperation!"

The two seemed to be talking about the company's affairs, Zhou Zhuoting kept a cold face, and his emotions were not at all turbulent.

"Grandpa, all the company's decisions are decided by the board of directors." Zhou Zhuoting looked up at him, and said with a light smile, "You are so old, don't take care of the company at home, and worry about the company's affairs all day, for fear of exhausting your body .”

During this period of time, Zhou Zhuoting dealt with several of the old man's cronies in private, and recently he directly terminated several cooperations that the old man was talking about. The action was so big that it was obvious that he wanted to remove the old man's faction from the company.

The old man was already angry, but now when he said it, he became even more furious. He pointed at Zhou Zhuoting and scolded angrily: "You heartless white-eyed wolf, you actually opposed me because of an outsider! If I hadn't personally trained you to become Successor, where is your turn to talk to me now!"

His voice was so loud that Zhou Zhuojing in the living room was a little guilty. His eldest brother would not turn against the old man because of his affairs.

"Grandpa, do you really think being a successor is a lucky thing?" Zhou Zhuoting raised his eyebrows, and his voice was so calm that he said, "I liked painting since I was a child, and you said that successors shouldn't waste time on hobbies, so I burned When I was in high school, I had a girl I liked. You said that the successor should not waste time in love, so you forced her to drop out of school. I wanted to study the mathematics I liked, but you said that the company didn’t need it. A successor who majored in mathematics, so he waved my hand and asked me to study business. For so many years, I seem to have been brainwashed by you, and I put the company first in everything. A successor. In this way, I, who can't even have the emotion of liking, should I still be grateful to you?"

In the past, he attended banquets with Mr. Zhou, and other guests always praised him for his calm personality. Only numbness remained.

Facing Zhou Zhuoting's accusation, the old man was stunned for two seconds. He didn't expect his grandson to have such thoughts in his heart for many years.

"Please leave." Zhou Zhuoting stretched out his hand, "We are going to have dinner."

The old man staggered back two steps in a daze, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, he didn't answer any more, and left tremblingly with the support of the bodyguards.

Watching the old man go away, Zhou Zhuoting took a deep breath, turned around and saw his younger brother standing behind him, a pair of small round black eyes were worried, looking at him without blinking.He suddenly laughed, lowered his head and rubbed the soft curly hair of the other party.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Zhou Zhuojing didn't believe it, and hugged his brother by the waist, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

"Xiao Jing." Seeing him buried in his chest, Zhou Zhuoting turned his head to see his expression clearly, "Don't worry about me."

"Brother, I hope you are happy." Zhou Zhuojing muffled into his arms and said, "I hope you can freely pursue what you want."

"I will work hard." Zhou Zhuoting responded softly, "Actually, I have to thank Xiao Jing for letting me see myself clearly."

"Ok?"

"Our little Jing is really brave, daring to refuse what you don't want." Zhou Zhuoting said, smiling with relief, "But I can't, facing Grandpa, I dare not even say 'no' , Then I was thinking, I must learn from you, it’s time to be myself again.”

"Eh?" Zhou Zhuojing was stunned for a while, looking at his elder brother's smile, he seemed a little stunned in astonishment.

"Come over for dinner." At this moment, Zhou Zhuolan came out of the kitchen, saw the two of them, tilted his head slightly and said, "I found out, the elder brother is hiding here secretly to get the blessing of the little birthday star."

Zhou Zhuojing hurriedly let go, and turned to look at Zhou Zhuolan with crooked smiling eyes, a little embarrassed.

Zhou Zhuoting's smile remained undiminished, and when he wanted to speak, he saw Xu Zesheng approaching with a sullen face, grabbed Zhou Zhuojing behind him, and said in a serious manner: "Don't rub him, rub me."

There is only a little bit of luck, what to do if it is wiped out.

"Stingy ghost." Zhou Zhuolan scolded him with a smile, shrugged and went back to the restaurant.

When he first found out that Zhou Zhuojing was not related to him by blood, he really had a bit of a crooked mind.Thinking about it later, it's just because the two have been dependent on each other for many years, and the desire to protect and possess from being brothers is nothing more than liking at all.

Zhou Zhuoting didn't say much, he patted Xu Zesheng on the shoulder and followed.

Zhou Zhuojing was held by Xu Zesheng's hand, and wanted to break free but couldn't, his face was a little hot.

"Let go of me soon." He whispered, "It's time to go in and eat."

Xu Zesheng didn't answer, but turned around and hugged him tightly.

"Why, what's the matter?" Zhou Zhuojing pushed him hesitantly, "Is cooking hard?"

"No." Xu Zesheng bowed his head and kissed the top of his hair, "Xiao Jing, happy 16th birthday."

"You...you too." Zhou Zhuojing softened instantly, and said softly, "Shengsheng, happy 16th birthday."

"Well... I also want to rub my little birthday boy." Xu Zesheng pondered for a moment, then repeated, "Mine."

Birthday gifts are indispensable, Zhou Zhuojing thought for a long time, and finally chose a bottle of woody scented body lotion, thinking that winter is coming, the air is dry, and the skin of the whole body needs to be moisturized.He thought about it for a long time, and he just woke up this morning and gave the gift out. He didn't expect to give the gift without saying anything, and was dragged to the bathroom by the man in the end, who forced him to provide the service of rubbing body lotion.

After dinner, the two elder brothers of the Zhou family also took out the gifts they had prepared in advance, but Zhou Zhuojing was absent-minded, peeking at Xu Zesheng again and again, feeling a little uneasy, the other party probably didn't prepare a gift for him.

In the past, when he was in Xu's family, there were not many opportunities to celebrate his birthday, so he didn't consider giving gifts as normal.

However, Zhou Zhuojing pursed his lips. Even so, he was still a little disappointed that he didn't receive Xu Zesheng's gift.

It was too late, Zhou Zhuoting asked them to stay at Zhou's house for one night.

Zhou Zhuojing nodded dully, went upstairs carrying the gifts from her brothers, and suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

He turned his head and met Xu Zesheng's long and narrow eyes. The corner of Xu Zesheng's mouth was slightly hooked, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, which made Xu Zesheng turn his head unnaturally.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Zesheng's room is downstairs. Although the two usually share the same bed in Xiao's house, they live in their own rooms when they return to Zhou's house.

"A gift for you." Xu Zesheng raised his hand and handed him a stack of thick notebooks.

Zhou Zhuojing paused, took the note, opened it, and it was full of exam points.

After the division of subjects, Xu Zesheng no longer needed to take liberal arts courses, but seeing Zhou Zhuojing struggling to learn and doing the questions late into the night every day, he couldn't help but feel distressed, so he simply went through the book and summed up the key points.

Zhou Zhuojing's eyes suddenly became hot, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Moved?" Xu Zesheng leaned down and hooked the tip of his nose, "I've been sneaking around all night for half a month, and you haven't expressed it at all?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhuojing raised his hand, grabbed his neck and hugged him, "Thank you."

"It's too unfamiliar, Xiao Jing." Xu Zesheng shook his head dissatisfied, wanting to tease him, but when he lowered his head, he saw confusion flashing in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to bully him anymore, so he leaned his head closer to his ear and asked, "Little birthday boy, Do I have the honor to be part of your blessing tonight?"