In the morning, the soft sun slowly climbs up the trees and sets on the bright windowsill. Purple curtains fluttered in the breeze. A man on Simmons, who was round and wide, was lying there close to his stomach.

The lock turned silently, and the door gradually opened, and a middle-aged woman with curly hair walked in. Look at the man's sleeping appearance, revealing a kind and amiable face. She walked to the window and opened the curtains, and a meter of yang rice shot straight at the man on the bed, the man squinted, turned his body and continued to sleep.

Han Juan sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed the man on the bed: "Son, son." ”

Qian Zihao finally opened his loose eyes under the shaking of his mother, and a disc-like face immediately appeared in front of him.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

"The sun is getting high, you're still lazy in bed, and your dad will definitely be nagging again when he comes back. ”

"He likes to talk about it, anyway, he didn't treat me as his own son, he would yell at me all day long, talk about me. ”

"Who says you're not his own son?"

"Am I?" Qian Zihao said: "He is closer to Han Shaoping than me." ”

"That's your cousin who is motivated, the council member. ”

"I think he's going to be a sycophant!"

"Look at you, kid. At this time, Han Juan really hated that iron could not become steel, and pointed to his forehead and said: "You also have to know that you should be more motivated, learn more, and the family business in the future will be yours." ”

"Dad, he doesn't have me in his heart at all, he knows how to yell at me and blame me all day long, he only has big brother in his heart. Qian Zihao said: "The industry will definitely be left to the eldest brother." ”

"It can't be left to an outsider!" Han Juan frowned. When she learned that she had lost her mouth, she immediately shut her mouth.

"What? mother, what did you say?"

"Your brother is now teaching at the school, and he can't let his cousin take care of the business for the rest of his life. Han Juan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "So, son, you must use dim sum to keep our Qian family's property." ”

Qian Zihao's heart is happy, the Qian family's industry is big, and he can't spend it in his life. "Mother, I will. ”

"In the future, you should make your father less angry. Looking at his son Han Juan, he told again: "Your father's temper Ren Xian does not recognize his relatives." Maybe he'll be called back that day. ”

Seeing Han Juan on the side grunting, Qian Zihao didn't understand what he said, and asked, "Mother, what are you talking about?"

"I asked someone to stew ginseng soup, don't forget to drink it later. With that, he turned around and went downstairs.

After drinking ginseng soup and looking at the sun at noon, he called Feng Xiaoliu.

"Young Master!"

"Hurry up and prepare the car, you have to go out. ”

"Hmm. Feng Xiaoliu turned around and left.

The golden sunlight fell on the scattered houses, and the cool breeze blew on Zhu Wendi's cheeks, and he couldn't help but whistle when he was in a good mood.

"Young master, look. Following Feng Xiaoliu's gesture, he saw Zhou Ningzheng, who was wearing a flowing white dress, handing out flyers with a classmate.

"Is it her?" Qian Zihao's heart pounded, and Zhou Ning's beauty and elegance made his eyes shine. Gradually, it slowed down.

Suddenly, a long whistle sounded, and the street immediately dodged left and right. Several police officers with long sticks chased after the students who handed out leaflets not far away, and several students who could not run fast were arrested.

Seeing this situation, Qian Zihao hurriedly asked Feng Xiaoliu to drive the car over.

"Quick, get in the car!" he shouted as he opened the door. Seeing the strange man, Zhou Ning was hesitating, but Chuan Xuemei hurriedly pulled her into the car.

The patrol officer not far away watched the car fly by, helpless.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Seeing the son-in-law in front of her, Fu Xuemei's heart blossomed.

Zhou Ning looked vigilantly at the man in a white shirt in front of him, and the bad driver. "Who are you? I'm going to get off!"

Feng Xiaoliu's eyes narrowed, and he said proudly: "It's really not long-eyed, do you know who our young master is?"

"Shut up!" Qian Zihao glared at him angrily, then turned around gracefully and said with a smile: "Introduce yourself, my name is Qian Zihao, you can call me Brother Qian." ”

Hearing Qian Zihao's introduction, Feng Xiaoliu suddenly braked suddenly. Has the eldest young master, who has always flaunted his martial arts and is in the background of his family background, have a fever? He speaks so gently and so low-key.

As soon as Feng Xiaoliu raised his head, he met the murderous gaze of his master, and hurriedly grasped the steering wheel.

"I haven't asked Miss Fang's name yet. He looked at Zhou Ning eagerly.

"My name is Fu Xuemei, and her name is Zhou Ning. The fast-talking Fu Xuemei replied.

"Zhou Ning, that's so good!" he said approvingly.

As soon as Zhou Ning raised his head, he touched the burning gaze and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Stop!"

"You're going there, I'll send you there!"

"I want to get out of the car!" Zhou Ning hit the window again. Qian Zihao said helplessly: "Anyway, I saved you just now, don't ask for gratitude, let's go home." ”

"I'm going to get out of the car!" Zhou Ning glanced at him and said categorically.

"Young master, this ......" After getting the young master's permission, Feng Xiaoliu had no choice but to let them get out of the car.

Looking at the backs of the two, Qian Zihao had another plan in his heart.