He Is Warmer Than Time

Zhou Ying whispered: "I just went to find the'little young master', and it is estimated that I was criticized by the'little young master' again."

Xie Rong snorted softly, "I've been skinned, your dad is really good, and he is still holding him like this."

"Isn't there still Gu's family?"

Xie Rong took Zhou Ying’s hand to Zhou Ying’s room, and whispered: “One thing, you have to have a snack. Zhou Nan is so rebellious against your dad. Your father’s shares have not been re-divided. Zhou Nan is still our house. The highest shareholder other than your dad."

Zhou Ying’s expression was a little distorted, yes, Zhou Nan had no rules at all to her dad. All sorts of well-behaved to please, came, but got even no fraction of Zhou Nan's.

It's really unfair.

"I don't think Zhou Nan can do it a few times. My dad is not a person who has no temper. If Zhou Nan continues to do this, sooner or later, he will re-divide the shares."

As long as she persuades her dad to let Zhou Nan please Gu's family, Zhou Nan will inevitably add fuel to the fire again and again. If this is too much fuel, it will explode sooner or later.

All she has to do is one word, wait.

Zhou Nan returned to her room and dialed out. It was her father's driver, Uncle Zhuang, who had worked in her house for 30 years.

For her and Zhou Ying, Uncle Zhuang has always been towards her.

She asked in a low voice, "Is my dad here alone? Uncle Zhuang."

"I came with Miss Fourth, Nan Nan, when your dad got in the car, his face was very ugly. Did you make him angry again?"

"Zhou Ying followed? Did she say something?"

"She just said that it was all her bad and shouldn't make bad ideas. Your father didn't blame her."

Zhou Nan's long legs overlapped, leaning on the sofa, playing with the jade pendant in his neck.

"Really? Zhou Ying also said this. Okay, Uncle Zhuang, I know, you pay me attention to Zhou Ying, and I'll call you back."

Zhou Ying said that she shouldn't have a bad idea, so it was Zhou Ying's idea to let her go to school to learn about flower arrangement and tea art. Oh, she underestimated this sister, Zhou Ying still had some brains.

Provoking discord is also a good hand, Zhou Nan threw the phone and sank into the sofa.

Come on, anyway, she has bottomed out, and she should have bottomed out in the future. She has nothing to fear.

The doorbell rang, and she walked to the entrance barefoot and glanced at the screen beside the door. Zhong Huai's face suddenly appeared. She didn't speak or open the door, just standing on the screen. Before, looking at the opposite person with anxious eyes.

"Zhou Nan, can you open the door and let me in? I have something to tell you."

Zhou Nan pondered for a long time, and finally said, "After thinking about it all night, have you finally figured out how to continue to deceive me?"

Zhong Huai's eyes flashed: "No, Zhou Nan, I'm here to say sorry to you."

Zhou Nan leaned against the wall and lowered his head softly, "I'm sorry? Do you think these three words are useful to me? What can be redeemed? What can I make up for? I was expelled from the army and expelled. Ideals, my dreams, all because of your selfishness, collapsed."

The person on the screen was full of guilt, he was flustered, he was guilty, and he was burdened with endless guilt. A person like him deserves to go to hell. He has no face to come to see her.

When he hid the evidence of the crime he was holding back, his heart was barren, and there was no grass.