Zhang Geng was waiting for the news of his father's death at his twelfth birthday party.
The bustle of flowers came to an end in an instant, and greedy desires were noisy in the silence after people left and cooled their tea.
Jiang Weixin handed him a bowl of porridge.
So he chose Jiang Weixin as the guardian of himself and his large inheritance.
He is neither strong nor independent, he is just pushed forward by reality.
Jiang Weixin forced him to excel, so he learned to watch people's words and emotions, and learned to grit his teeth and persevere. He guarded against arrogance and indulgence, but he could not give up his love for beautiful writing.
Jiang Weixin: I will download the math question bank for the three-year high school entrance exam to your computer. You are not allowed to go to that website to read novels until you finish it.
Zhang Geng: Do you look like a big brother or a domineering CEO? At this time, you should be sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigar and telling your little brother, "It's cold, let it close down." Then he came back and said to me, "Hey, little one, from now on, your person, your heart, and your attention can only completely belong to me. Do you understand?" This is in line with the routine.
Jiang Weixin: First, I don't smoke; second, I'm happy for you to focus more on your studies; third, I'm not mentally ill.
Transnational □□ + business war writing, nurturing, and mutual favor. If the attacker is powerful and has a dark belly, the enemy is smart and smart, the force value will gradually catch up. Both the attack and the reception are heartless on the surface, but they actually put the other person at the top of their heart, and slowly get closer amidst suspicion and temptation.