From Interstellar to Heartthrob Control Group

On the eve of the destruction of the world, interstellar commander Shen Wei and the S-class mecha Junnin he drove were wiped out in the eye of the black storm in the final battle. Their flesh and bones were scattered and the spirit of the mecha was damaged. When he opened his eyes again and woke up, Shen Wei became a waste of aristocratic family who could neither carry nor lift. Good news: He is the legal sole heir and will soon inherit a large share of the family fortune. He will become very rich. Shen? Wealth flows through your hands but you can never catch it? Wei: [smile] But bad news: He's cheating Even better news: Even if he is not his biological son, he is still the crown prince appointed by Mr. Shen. Even worse news: Mr. Shen's biological son came back after he farted. Small theater: "Look..." The fat steward nodded and walked forward, opening the door of the box. In the dim box, the colorful light pollution made people's eyes hurt. Shen Wei raised the file bag in her hand to block her eyes. The steward's eyes moved around in a circle, and he stood on tiptoes. The golden rooster was standing alone behind Shen Wei. In the light pollution, his eyes were pointed. The next second when Shen Wei lowered his head to look down, he immediately pointed forward, "Look, it's right there!" A cold and cold person looks at it There were seven or eight people leaning on the burgundy sofa, and drinks were placed on the glass table. Everything was messy and disturbing. At least Shen Wei is annoyed now I don't want to pay attention to the inexplicable hints from people around me. Shen Wei raised her hand and accurately tapped the switch with her broken consciousness. "Pa" The dazzling light dimmed, and the incandescent light became brighter. The second-generation ancestors were awakened by this incident. The young man playing cards and tarot was pushed away some drinks by this shock, and the glass hit the thickly carpeted floor with a heavy thud. "Who is it if it's not you?!" Er Shao Yan took down the tarot cards in his mouth and stared at the two people at the door. Shen Wei rubbed his temples. He is very annoyed now, his headache is about to explode, and he just wants to solve this inexplicable... Engagement quickly. Now that the person opposite can express his meaning clearly. Mr. Shen lowered his eyes and strode over. Among the crumbling and miscellaneous piles, he accurately found the person. He raised the portfolio in his hand, ignored the surprised look in the young man's eyes next to him, and smacked it hard. "Wake up" Gu Cong's arm covering his eyes and face was struck by a force that was neither light nor heavy. He opened his eyes sleepily, his mind confused. When his eyes finally cleared, all he could see was the cold beauty under the incandescent light. The beauty looked at him coldly and said, "Hello, break off the engagement." Gu Cong "..." No one told him that he was still engaged Intention: Live well and make progress every day