The cold wind was bleak. The cold wind on the street hurt people’s faces as the whistling sound carried a fierce momentum.
Jiang Chengzhou frowned and looked at the young man surrounded by several people at the end of the street. He didn’t know whether his face was blown by the wind or stabbed by the words of the group of people. In short, he was pale.
Seeing that, Jiang Chengzhou felt very uncomfortable.
So he acted decisively, got out of the car, with his long legs, he walked a few steps to the boy, and spat out of his mouth with a deterrent voice: “What are you doing?”
The few people surrounding Qin Lang were obviously stunned. They raised their eyebrows to see who would dare to mind their business. However, when they turned around and saw Jiang Chengzhou’s face, they all shrank into quail. Greetings tremblingly: “President Jiang…”
“Leave!”
Although the sound was not very heavy, the few people dispersed quickly, for fear that the man would pursue more. They hurriedly got in their colorful cars and ran away in a hurry.
Qin Lang raised his eyes and looked at the not-so-familiar man.
The man looks very good. His facial features are sharp and angular, looking a little cold, and his rumored temperament is even more ruthless and tyrannical. This made Qin Lang wonder, why did this person come to help him—Even if this man wants to help him, he doesn’t need to do it himself. Just calling an assistant or even a bodyguard will suffice.
Jiang Chengzhou’s gazes were calm. He took off his coat and put it on the youth’s thin body. He saw that the youth’s eyes were mostly surprised, at the same time, defensive.
The youth licked his chapped lips in the wind, his voice was clear: “Thank you, uncle Jiang.”
Jiang Chengzhou thought later that maybe he had fallen in love with this person when they first met. He still remembers how Qin Lang stretched out his pink tongue to licked his lips. He was so cute and seductive that he almost lost all resistance in an instant.
The background of this world is also a novel, it’s a drama about the feud of the wealthy family. Jiang Chengzhou’s target character is a pitiful little guy. The first world is not very difficult, plus the identity he chose for him, attacking the pitiful guy is a very simple thing.
The pitiful little guy named Qin Lang grew up in a rich family. With a harmonious family, a loving father and mother, Qin Lang grew up like a little prince. In particular, although he is a rich second-generation, he is not domineering. He is polite, excellent, and his grades are very good.
He was supposed to live happily ever after, but when he was sixteen, his parents went on vacation together, the plane they were on was hit by a storm and lost contact on the ocean.
The huge group lost its leader, the uncle who had been overwhelmed by his father quickly became the master, and instantly owned a dragon boat with tens of billions of assets.
Therefore, Qin Lang, who lost his parents, was taken into his uncle’s house. The uncle’s family tried hard to let Qin Lang continue to be a little prince and young master, but behind the scenes, he’s afraid that it wasn’t as glamorous.
His parents were gone, his uncle couldn’t wait to enter the group, and his cousins relied on their father to bully Qin Lang. Those who had a good relationship with Qin Lang and wanted to help Qin Lang, they became existences that the two brother and sister could tolerate so they caused all kinds of trouble.
His uncle pretended to be busy with work and avoided Qin Lang while his aunt turned a blind eye. Their family is like this, one can only blame Qin Lang for being so nice. After all, although his parents are gone, in terms of inheritance, as long as he reaches adulthood, he will still own the group shares. In particular, the combined shares of his parents are 45%. At that time, if the little prince regained his throne and with his good ability, he might dominate them and won’t let go. Things will probably get ugly.
Of course, if Qin Lang was like an ordinary rich second generation who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, then their family wouldn’t mind raising him for the rest of his life.
And Jiang Chengzhou’s identity is that of a big boss of a multinational group. He is in his thirties and has cooperated with Qin Lang’s father for a period of time.
This time he went back to City B because the previous cooperation had expired and the Qin family had changed again, so he came to see it in person.
Jiang Chengzhou is not a fresh face in the circle of city B. Not only is he growing, he is also a frightening existence. The reason is simple, it’s a common setting. He has a history in the underworld and has a huge industry. After Jiang Chengzhou took over, he successfully whitewashed it.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the group of lousy kids to run away in a hurry.
Jiang Chengzhou took the youth to sit in the warm, decorated, pink, and girlish milk tea shop, and ordered a cup of hot milk tea and a mousse cake for Qin Lang.
The waitress looked like she was still a college student. The little girl trembled slightly when she saw the black-clothed bodyguards neatly guarding the door outside. The hand that gave Qin Lang the cake trembled slightly. Not only was it the first time she saw this kind of TV series thing, just the aura of the man sitting there was so overwhelming that people didn’t dare to look up.
Just as Jiang Chengzhou was about to say thank you to the little girl, his system reminded him not to be OOC.
Oh, by the way, his system is a cute boy named Zerozero.
Jiang Chengzhou silently looked at the youth, who have his head lowered and the sipped milk tea in front of him, then he asked his family system: “Then, is it possible for my character to fall in love at first sight with him so I want to be nice to him, as a result, I become a gentle and soft uncle?”
Zerozero: “Host, it’s not the first time you’ve met, so the word love at first sight seems inappropriate.”
Jiang Chengzhou didn’t give up: “That’s because he was underage before! He called me uncle and if I fell in love when he was still a kid, isn’t that just a beast?”
Zerozero: “…”
Twenty-five: It turns out that hosts have thoughts to forcibly add drama to themselves.
Jiang Chengzhou’s personality is definitely not too talkative, so he kept silent while watching Qin Lang finish the small cake. After his pale little face became a little better due to the warm environment, he handed Qin Lang a business card: ” If you need any help, you can call this number.”
After that, he left the milk tea shop, deliberately leaving the coat for Qin Lang.
Qin Lang looked up and watched the tall man figure gradually disappear into the snow.
That’s right, it’s snowing. Today is Christmas, a lively festival, but it doesn’t apply to Qin Lang, who is alone now.
But he still thought about this festival. In previous years, his parents would definitely accompany him to celebrate this kind of lively festival. There will be a bright christmas tree in the living room with various gifts piled under the tree. His parents will smile and embrace each other, watching the joy on his face every time he opens a gift.
He really missed them a lot, so Qin Lang went to the shops that his parents often took him to. As soon as he came out, he met the rich second-generation who had a good relationship with Qin Xiu, then he was surrounded and ridiculed.
He just didn’t expect that that man would be willing to help him. It’s unlikely that such a person is sympathizing with him, right?
He is eighteen years old this year. Does this person also want to take a share of the things left by his parents?
Jiang Chengzhou, who has gone far and doesn’t know what the youth thinks, is really just doing a favor and developing the plot of love at first sight: …
Qin Lang sat in the store for a while and listened to two relaxing songs in the store, which did not ease his chaotic heart. After checking the time, he pushed open the door of the milk tea shop with the bell hanging on it and left.
He called a car, told the address, leaned in the car and stared at the snowflakes outside in a daze.
When he returned to the gorgeous villa, he remembered that he was still wearing the man’s clothes. The man’s clothes smelled like the man’s cologne. It was a little woody fragrance, not thick. It wasn’t like what Qin Lang expected. It’s peaceful, strangely makes one want to let down their guard, perhaps he should say a prey.
“You’re back.” Sitting on the sofa in the living room was Qin Lang’s uncle Qin Fenghang. He first glanced at Qin Lang, who came in from the corner of his eye, then greeted him lightly. Perhaps he noticed the difference between Qin Lang today, and frowned to look again, looking at Qin Lang like a parent who was trying to teach, “You just bought that new clothes?”
Qin Lang glanced at the brown fur-collar coat. He took it off and held it in his hand. Before he could explain, he heard Qin Xiu, who was holding a gift box, sneer.
“Dad, it looks like a man’s clothes. It’s much bigger than Qin Lang, how could it be his?” In the eyes of a girl who was obviously not yet eighteen years old, there were strange glints that were different from what she should have had at her innocent age.
“Xiao Lang,” sure enough, the serious preaching came immediately, “you are an adult now, I believe you have your own judgment, but don’t be outside…”
“This is uncle Jiang’s.” Qin Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Qin Fenghang’s sudden pause. He wanted to laugh, but he smiled and pretended not to understand anything and said, “I ran into some trouble today, my uncle Jiang helped me. He was afraid that I would be cold, so he gave me his coat and took me to eat cake. The cake is delicious, haha, he is so nice.”
“I’m tired from playing. I’ll go to rest first.” Qin Lang hugged the coat, yawned and went upstairs.
Qin Fenghang, who was left, expression were as if he had eaten flies, and Qin Xiu kept asking ‘who is that’.
After watching the follow-up video Zerozero gave, Jiang Chengzhou touched his chin and said to the system: “This kid is so cute. Give him a piece of cake and he will say that I am so nice, so simple. I will visit him tomorrow and bring some gifts to him. Sigh, System, what do you think a child with a personality like him would like?”
Zerozero: “…” Are you serious, host? Why don’t you ask me what the favorability is? Would you like to ask?