Deliberate Disguise

The heir to a cold-blooded, arrogant and profit-oriented group was attacked by the leader of the rebel army who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger. The first time Ji Luan met Shen Shu was in the notorious slums of Capital Star. In a shack of less than ten square meters, it was dark and cramped. The uniforms and schoolbags of the First Military Academy were placed together with various mechanical parts that looked like garbage. Ji Luan handed an electronic check to the young military cadet opposite and motioned for him to fill in the amount himself. There was nothing he could do. His good-for-nothing brother, who failed to achieve anything but failed more than failed, was chasing after her every day and wanted to bring Shen Shu into the Ji family's gate. The young man took the check with both hands, his movements were polite and gentle, but there was no hesitation in holding the pen. Ji Luan sneered in his heart, this was the slum white rose that his brother said. Then he saw that the young man filled in nine digits in the amount column, including zeros and rounded ones, and then put down the pen and handed it back to him. "Just go to the bank and exchange it yourself. I signed it." The young man reached out, grabbed the back of Ji Luan's hand, and pushed the thin electronic check into his hand before Ji Luan frowned and scolded him. "This is my communication number. If Mr. Ji needs anything, please feel free to contact me at any time." The second time we met, it was still because of my good-for-nothing younger brother who couldn't order anything except squeaking. During a joint exercise at the military academy, he was almost blown away by a particle cannon, but Shen Shu saved him. The impoverished cadets who had obtained the quota reserved by the military suddenly attracted everyone's attention. Ji Luan also had to condolences to Shen Shu who was still lying in the hospital under the constant scrutiny of the media. He sat beside the hospital bed and smiled lightly, his words filled with concern and gratitude. Shen Shu looked pale and pressed himself against the gauze, nodding slightly to show that it didn't matter. But where the camera couldn't see it, Shen Shu circled Ji Luan's wrist and gently rubbed the skin on the inside. Conception:.