He Is Warmer Than Time

In the clubhouse of Yequn, two brothers sit in a private room and smoke.

Maybe he glanced at him: "I heard that the executive president under our uncle's hands recently kept moving."

Ye Qun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this still to be heard? Isn't this a well-known thing in the Tianying Group? The old man seems to be taking back my rights."

Maybe he frowned: "Before the prince came back, the old man had high hopes for you. Now that the prince is back, he is his own son after all."

"Over the years, my contribution to the Tianying Group has not been more than that of the prince? And the prince is a soldier, can he manage a company?"

Ye Xu: "Regardless of whether they can manage or can't, they are all righteous heirs. They are all princes. We have nothing to do."

Ye Qun glanced at him: "Are you willing that kid will take over this company, and then we have nowhere to go?"

Ye Xu lit a little soot: "I don't care, my ability is not as good as your brother you, uncle treats you like this, I feel chill for you."

Ye Qun exhaled, "What can be done."

He has reminded the uncle that Shen Zhaozheng's heart is still towards the Shen family, but no matter what, it is the real prince who can't stand him. No matter what the kid, the uncle is still towards him.

"I think Zhaozheng’s wife is that Gu Nian. She is still young and may have a simple mind. Maybe you can find her. Isn’t her father the commander-in-chief? She definitely hopes that Zhaozheng will climb all the way up the military system. ."

Ye Qun nodded: "What you said makes sense. That girl is so young and so spoiled, she must have a simple temperament."

The smile on Ye Xu's mouth was fleeting, echoing: "Sure."

On Christmas morning, Gu Nian looked at the Christmas uniform scattered on the side of the bed, and stared sadly at the man lying beside him.

The man preemptively said: "I got up in the middle of the night and took a look. It was snowing outside, so quickly open the curtains and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Nian hurriedly jumped off the bed and pulled open the curtains.

Shen Zhaozheng smiled, got up, and walked barefoot to the window.

The villa here is in a very good location. It is in the middle of the mountain. Once the curtains are opened, you can overlook the white snow covering the mountains and plains. The sky is gloomy, covered in silver, and the world has been washed, making people feel refreshed.

Shen Zhaozheng hugged her waist from behind, bowed his head and kissed her neck, Gu Nian stiffened: "No...no."

The man chuckled, "Knowing that you were tired last night, I won't do you anything now."

Gu Nian turned around and pressed him onto the transparent French window.

"Santa's clothes, are you wearing them like that?"

It is rare for a man to show a lazy look, with a smile in his eyebrows: "Don't dress like that, isn't it a waste?"

Gu Nian gritted his teeth: "When you bought it, it was the same mind you kept, didn't you? Let me not wear anything inside, you are really nasty, huh."

Shen Zhaozheng stretched his hand around her waist, fingertips as if carrying electricity: "It's so cute, like a red apple on Christmas Eve, this suit can be kept."

Gu Nian snorted, "Is this a Christmas Eve repertoire?"

"Yes."

Gu Nian reached out and pinched his waist: "Are you ashamed to say so?"

While enjoying the snow, the two of them were playing around, Gu Nian patted his forehead violently: "Go to the children's room and have a look."