Ling Zesheng woke up from the shock in his arm. He turned around to see why there was another person lying next to him, and subconsciously kicked him down. "Who are you?"
Wen Yian lay on the ground and rubbed his waist, "Wen Zesheng, you are sick. Kick me down so early in the morning."
Ling Zesheng looked at the decoration and layout of the house, and it was obvious that it was not his room.
Ling Zesheng passed through the book and became the man in the book who made a fortune by relying on his support, and became a straight man who was a soft-boiled man.
Ling Zesheng wants to go back. Why should he wear it in a text about revenge against society? He doesn't want to wear it. He still has a company waiting for him to inherit. He loves his parents and he wants to go back.
Ling Zesheng vowed to read the novel to the end when he went back to wear it. He was determined not to stay up late and must read it before going to bed.
Intention: Don't think about taking shortcuts when doing things, rely on yourself