He blocked the snow pole for him and drank twelve cups of poisonous wine for him.
But the most painful thing is that although we love each other, we can only be his son's "uncle".
He is Lan Yin——
33 years old, strategic expert, business tycoon, calm as a razor, with a net worth of over 100 million, yet he cooks porridge, cleans telescopes, and pays silently for a man's child late at night...
No one knows, but the note on the latest photo in his study is: "Guoguo said that mother is in the stars. But there are so many stars, can she recognize which one is father and which one is uncle?"
He is Xu Guo——
An advertising man with a reputation for being a gangster, he was unable to recover after losing his wife, and relied on old friends to take him in to survive.
Outsiders laughed at him: "It's unclear whether two men are raising a child."
Only he knew that the man he called "Lao Lan" had shielded him from a snow pole that pierced his ribs, and had also drank twelve glasses of strong wine for him, allowing the powerful hand to scratch the side of his neck.
They live in the same house, but they only call themselves brothers;
They raise a child together
They start a business side by side, one controls the situation behind the scenes, and the other charges in front of the stage——
"I control the situation, you talk about the people."
"You talk about people, I'll protect you."
But when rumors spread, capital hunts you, and old wounds relapse,
When Xu Guo finally dared to ask: "What do we mean by this?"
Lan Yin just pushed the USB disk to him and said softly: "Do what you want to do and don't let Guoguo wait too long."
——Some love cannot be named after birth, but it doesn't matter.
As long as he is in the world, the light will never die.
