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

After the winter solstice, G City ushered in the first snow.

The rain was mixed with fine snow, and when I got up early the next morning, there was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window.

Zhou Zhuojing wore cartoon underwear and red cotton socks pulled down to the middle of her calf.At this moment, he was lying by the window, with his hand on the transparent glass, as if he had touched the snow outside the window.He turned his head back with a smile, and said to the people behind him: "Let's go out to step on the snow later?"

Xu Zesheng lowered his eyes to look at him, nodded dotingly in his eyes, and finally said: "It's fine to step on the snow, but you have to wear more."

Zhou Zhuojing's health is not very good, especially in winter, he catches a cold every now and then, the tip of his nose is always red, and whenever the wind blows, he can't help running his nose.Xu Zesheng was afraid that he would get sick, so he would watch him get dressed every time before going out.

After a long while, Zhou Zhuojing was wearing a thick melon skin hat, a knee-length down jacket, and snow boots that just reached the hem of the clothes, with only half of his small face exposed all over his body.He stared at the mirror suspiciously for several times, then looked at Xu Zesheng awkwardly, and complained in a low voice: "I don't think I look good like this."

He was dressed like a rustic elementary school student, without the youthful atmosphere of a high school student at all.

"I didn't wear a hat yesterday. I came back with a headache all night. Forgot?" Xu Zesheng pressed the brim of the hat for him, just covering his two small ears hidden in the broken hair. nice."

As he spoke, the bell rang outside the door.

Luo Yiming's voice appeared outside the door——

"Brother, brother, open the door for me!"

This guy obviously has the key, so he has to knock on the door every time he comes.

Because Zhou Zhuojing was wearing too much, he trot awkwardly to the door, opened the door, the cold air rushed into the warm hut, he shivered, raised his head but met Luo Yiming's unfamiliar gaze.

Luo Yiming's expression was perplexed, he looked Zhou Zhuojing up and down, and after confirming again and again, he hesitated and said, "Brother?"

"Xu Zesheng!" Zhou Zhuojing shouted towards the door, complaining pitifully, "I just said it's not good-looking, and Yiming wouldn't even recognize me!"

Xu Zesheng walked behind him slowly, glanced at Luo Yiming warningly, then lowered his head and comforted him: "It's not bad, you changed to a new hat, it's normal that Yiming suddenly can't recognize it."

Luo Yiming reacted immediately, and echoed Xu Zesheng: "That's right, I'm face-blind, I didn't react just now."

"Really?" Zhou Zhuojing tilted his head, still a little suspicious.

"Of course!" Luo Yiming replied quickly, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to praise Zhou Zhuojing for a few words, his eyes met the khaki-colored melon skin hat, and he fell silent again, "Very...very cute."

Zhou Zhuojing was dubious and turned his attention to him.

"Why did you come here today?"

On a rare day off, Luo Yiming usually stays at home playing games all night, so why did he come over early today for an unprecedented time.

"It's snowing!" Luo Yiming pointed out the window, and then raised the heat preservation box in his hand, "I brought dumplings here, and I want to eat with you."

"Does Chuxue want to eat dumplings?" Zhou Zhuojing was pushed to the dining table, still a little confused.

"Hmm..." Luo Yiming couldn't answer, he hesitated and said, "If you want to eat, just eat."

He lowered his head and lifted the lid of the insulated box, only to see that the bowl was full of dumplings, some of which were full and semicircular, while others seemed to have leaked stuffing, sticking to the bottom of the bowl in shapeless lumps.

"Ugly dumplings." Xu Zesheng took a look and concluded, "Is it the first time making dumplings?"

"How ugly!" Luo Yiming argued with a blushing face after being told, "You don't know how to appreciate it, so I won't let you eat it!"

"Yiming, did you make dumplings specially?" Zhou Zhuojing also looked at him in surprise, never expecting a person who usually has a lot of hands and feet to go to the kitchen.

Hearing his question, Luo Yiming's ears turned redder.

The winter solstice the day before yesterday, he didn't remember the festival, he went home from study late, and only remembered that he wanted to eat dumplings during the winter solstice when he received a call from his mother.It just so happened that the aunt who was cooking last night said that she was making dumplings today. He woke up early and learned how to make a few dumplings. Then he thought that his brother was out alone, and there must be no dumplings to eat, so he cooked them and brought them here.

Thinking of this, Luo Yiming pursed his lips, feeling a little aggrieved.

He made a dumpling by himself, thinking of his brother all the time, but didn't want these two people to not accept his favor, and even laughed at him through the dumpling.

"It's delicious." Seeing his disappointment, Zhou Zhuojing stretched out his hand to pinch one, stuffed it into his mouth, and praised vaguely, "Yiming is really amazing."

The child is easy to coax.

Luo Yiming glanced at his brother secretly, seeing that he was enjoying his meal, and his depression was swept away, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth so as not to make his smile too conspicuous.

Xu Zesheng patted his hand like a housekeeper's old father.

"You go wash your hands first, I'll take the bowl and chopsticks."

There was snow outside the window, and the cold wind rolled the snowflakes, pattering against the glass windows.The three people in the room sat around the dining table, each holding a bowl, eating hotly.

Just as everyone was eating and drinking, the doorbell rang again.

Zhou Zhuojing grumbled, and while going to open the door, he thought that he might not be able to go out to play in the snow today, so he felt regretful.

Opening the door, Zhou Zhuoting was seen standing outside the door.He was wearing a heavy dark woolen overcoat with distinct snowflakes on his shoulders.

Zhou Zhuojing was in a daze for a moment, and hurriedly let him in.

"Brother, do you have anything to do with us?"

Zhou Zhuoting was busy with work, so he seldom visited his house as a guest, and now he ran over early in the morning, probably looking for them on business.

"Xiao Jing." Zhou Zhuoting pondered for a moment, "I have some bad news, I hope you are prepared."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhuojing felt a little uneasy when he saw his sullen face.

Hearing this, Xu Zesheng got up and walked behind him, holding his shoulders firmly with his big hands.

"Zesheng, you are the same." Zhou Zhuoting took a deep breath, "After Xu Yi took the money, I have been sending people to follow him. This morning, my subordinates suddenly reported that Xu Yi provoked enemies in the casino, and the other party stabbed him. He was stabbed twice, bleeding profusely, and before he was sent to the hospital..."

"Xu Yi..." Zhou Zhuojing frowned, feeling unreal, "Is he dead?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhuoting nodded slightly, "After all, he is your biological father. If you want to send him off for the last time, I will arrange it."

Zhou Zhuojing blinked ignorantly, he had no idea in his mind, so he could only look at the people around him as if asking for help.

"Do you want to go?" Xu Zesheng reached out and patted his head, "Go if you want."

"I don't know either." Zhou Zhuojing felt at a loss. He had only met Xu Yi once, and that person was gloomy and wretched. He threatened him with a photo of him and Xu Zesheng. He didn't look like a father at all.However, it is undeniable that Xu Yi is indeed his biological father, the same blood flows in the two of them, and it is also a kindness to be born.He let out a long breath, and was about to agree, when he suddenly remembered the scars on Xu Zesheng's back for many years, and finally shook his head, "Let's not go, he has to blame for everything."

Obviously, with the money, you can pay off your debts and live a prosperous life.But in order to seek excitement and want more money, he joined the casino again.What happened now was just a choice he made.

Seeing his frowning eyebrows, Xu Zesheng couldn't help worrying: "Xiao Jing, don't be too sad."

sad?

Zhou Zhuojing was stunned, met Xu Zesheng's concerned eyes, and hurriedly shook his head.

"I'm not sad."

It's just that I can't help feeling sorry for you in the past.

The author has something to say: a little less today, I encountered unhappy things in my life, so my condition is not very good orz