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

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Zhou Zhuojing walked between the two, not knowing where to look.

At this moment, Qi Yan suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Jing, Brother Zhuo Ting's birthday is next week, have you prepared any presents?"

The brother Zhuo Ting in his words is Zhou Zhuo Ting, the eldest son and the current heir.

"That's right!" Zhou Zhuojing was thinking about Xu Zesheng these days, and almost forgot his elder brother's birthday, "It's over, I'm not ready yet."

"It's okay, I'll go out with you on weekends." Qi Yan patted his head with a light smile, then glanced up at Xu Zesheng, "Do you want to come together, classmate Xu?"

"No." Xu Zesheng's eyes sank, he stared at Qi Yan's hand on the curly hair, and refused in a cold voice, "No time."

"It's fine not to be together." Qi Yan's tone was a bit sharp, "Student Xu's family conditions, I am afraid that he rarely goes to the mall."

Zhou Zhuojing couldn't enjoy hearing it, and shook his head to shake off Qi Yan's hand.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." He turned to look at Xu Zesheng, "Are you busy this weekend?"

"I want to work part time." Seeing Zhou Zhuojing's concerned expression, Xu Zesheng suddenly felt better.

work to earn a living?

Zhou Zhuojing couldn't help wrinkling his face when he thought of the photo of Xu Zesheng arguing with others.

"Where are you going to work?" He anxiously grabbed Xu Zesheng's sleeve, "I want to see you!"

"It's a fast food restaurant nearby." Xu Zesheng took his hand and clenched it tightly, knowing that he might have misunderstood, and added an explanation, "It's not that kind of place."

Zhou Zhuojing breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring Xu Zesheng's clenched hand, and repeated: "I want to see you."

"Okay." Xu Zesheng nodded at him, "I'll tell you the address then."

The two of them got together while talking, Qi Yan couldn't get in, so he grabbed Zhou Zhuojing's hand.

"Qi Yan, what's wrong?"

Zhou Zhuojing turned his head as expected, even Xu Zesheng who was on the side looked at him.

"There was a car passing by just now, and I was a little scared." Qi Yan walked outside, pointing to the speeding car on Ye Road.

"But it's strange to hold hands." Zhou Zhuojing carefully withdrew his hand, "You can hold my arm."

It's strange that you still hold hands with him!

Qi Yan's eyes turned red, but Xu Zesheng interrupted him when he wanted to speak.

"Since classmate Qi is afraid, let him go first."

A row of three is too crowded, if Qi Yan walks in front, he won't always be pushed to the side of the road.

"That's right." Zhou Zhuojing nodded in agreement, "Qi Yan, why don't you go ahead."

Qi Yan gritted his teeth with hatred, considering that Zhou Zhuojing was still looking at him, he could only force a smile: "No need."

Zhou's driver was waiting at the intersection.

Xu Zesheng walked a long way, and together with Qi Yan sent Zhou Zhuojing to the car.

"See you tomorrow." Zhou Zhuojing rolled down the car window, looking worried, "Go home early."

For some reason, he always felt that Xu Zesheng and Qi Yan were not getting along, and he was afraid that the two would quarrel as soon as he left.

"Yes." Xu Zesheng nodded, and whispered to him, "Good night."

"Go back and rest." Qi Yan looked peaceful with a smile on his face.

Zhou Zhuojing glanced at them two times, then sat back and motioned for the driver to drive.

Seeing the Zhou family's car driving away, Qi Yan also stopped smiling.

"Xu Zesheng, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't you always know what I want?" Xu Zesheng put his pockets in his pocket and leaned half against the wall, "What? The young master of the Qi family is also afraid sometimes?"

"Stay away from him." Qi Yan pulled his skirt abruptly, "Don't wishful thinking!"

"Wishful thinking?" Xu Zesheng sneered, "You haven't found out yet, did Zhou Zhuojing take the initiative?"

"Shut up!" Qi Yan clenched his fists, raised his hand and waved towards Xu Zesheng's face.

Speaking of which, he and Xu Zesheng also knew each other because of Zhou Zhuojing.

Once Zhou Zhuojing passed out at the school gate due to hypoglycemia, and it was Xu Zesheng who sent him to the infirmary.

When he arrived, this man was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking Zhou Zhuojing's cheek with his hands, presumptuously and overstepping.

"Turned into anger?" Xu Zesheng fought back not to be outdone, "Last time you replaced me and pretended to be a savior in front of him, and I haven't settled with you yet!"

He should have had the opportunity to know Zhou Zhuojing long ago.

It was all because of Qi Yan, who said that Zhou Zhuojing needed to rest, so he brought a few bodyguards and took him away from the infirmary.

Last night he inadvertently asked about Zhou Zhuojing, but the other party didn't seem to know anything, and even regarded Qi Yan as the one who saved him.

"So what?" Qi Yan was pushed down to the ground by Xu Zesheng, but he still insisted, "Xiao Jing is just new to you for a while, do you think you can stay by his side forever like me?"

Xu Zesheng lowered his eyes, he didn't let his hands go any further, he punched heavily and wrestled with Qi Yan into a ball.

At the same time, Zhou Zhuojing realized later that he wanted to return Xu Zesheng's school uniform, but forgot to return it.

He sighed secretly, put his hand in his pocket, but found a ball of paper.

"This is?" He took out the ball of paper in doubt and hesitated before opening it.

On the crumpled white paper, Xu Zesheng wrote the words "Zhou Zhuojing" with sharp brushstrokes.

Zhou Zhuojing was taken aback, then rounded up the paper like a guilty conscience, and stuffed it back into his pocket, as if nothing had happened.

But the roots of the ears were hot as if they were burning.

The next morning, when Zhou Zhuojing put away his schoolbag, he turned his head and saw that there seemed to be a bruise at the end of Qi Yan's eyes.

"Qi Yan, what's the matter with you here?" Zhou Zhuojing's eyes widened in surprise, and he wanted to touch him, but worried that he would hurt, so he withdrew his hand, "Did you fight with someone?"

"No." Qi Yan curled his lips, "It fell."

"Did it really fall?" Zhou Zhuojing couldn't believe it, "You won't be bullied!"

"How is it possible!" Qi Yan was impatient, "I don't know who is seriously injured!"

It really was a fight.

Zhou Zhuojing shook his head helplessly, and was about to speak when he saw Xu Zesheng walking quickly through the back door.

His hair was a little messy, half covering his face, but it didn't cover the redness on his cheeks.

"Xu Zesheng." Zhou Zhuojing hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't tell me, you fell too."

Xu Zesheng brushed aside the hair on his forehead casually, glanced at Qi Yan, then looked at Zhou Zhuojing, and shook his head: "It didn't fall."

"Did you two fight?" Zhou Zhuojing stood up angrily, and he knew something was wrong between the two, "Didn't I tell you to go home early? How can you fight?"

"It really fell." Qi Yan tugged at him, as if to comfort him, "We didn't fight."

Xu Zesheng rarely agreed, and said in a low voice, "There was no fight."

"Didn't you fight?" Zhou Zhuojing asked Xu Zesheng with his arms akimbo, "Then where did you get hurt?"

"It was bitten by a dog." Xu Zesheng took his question and answered seriously, "It was bitten by a dog."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, but when Zhou Zhuojing looked over, he had to nod his head.

"Yes, just after you left last night, a mad dog came. He was bitten by the dog, and I was chased and fell."

"Really?" Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xu Zesheng worriedly, "Have you been vaccinated against rabies?"

He turned sideways, not noticing Qi Yan's distorted expression at the moment of questioning.