“…” Sheng You was speechless.
So in his eyes, his family and friends weren’t as valuable as the lifeless pile of paper on his desk at all!
Oh, yes, he forgot that he didn’t have any friends.
Soon, news of Sheng Tingze’s return spread.
Hearing that the eldest brother hadn’t gone home to see Sheng Yang after coming back, Sheng Yue was pleased.
Her guess was correct. No matter how Second Brother and Third Brother were bewitched by Sheng Yang, the Eldest Brother was always the soberest and hard-hearted person in this family. As long as the Eldest Brother didn’t take sides with Sheng Yang, Sheng Yue would feel satisfied.
Grandfather Sheng was very happy to know his eldest grandson was back. He always thought that Tingze had inherited his character perfectly. Now with Tingze at home, his eldest son and his wife couldn’t do whatever they wanted anymore.
Grandmother Sheng wasn’t in the mood to think about her eldest grandson. Recently, her youngest grandson, Sheng An, had an accident. For some unknown reason, he buried himself in his quilt all day long and refused to go to school. He lost a lot of weight as a result.
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Sheng You, Kang Weizhen, and their two sons seemed to have a tacit understanding and kept the news of Sheng Tingze’s return from Sheng Yang.
Regardless of whether Yangyang minded or not, they must protect her well.
As soon as Sheng Yang walked out of the school gates, she received a phone call and the caller ID was “2”.
Although Fang Duo still concentrated on researching who Sylvia was, she still glanced at Sheng Yang’s cell phone. Who’s “2”?
“Hi, Sheng Yang… I just got off the plane. It’s been a long time. Let’s have dinner together.” Sheng Yang picked up the phone, only to hear Lu Zhiyuan’s voice.
“OK.” She had nothing to do tonight anyway.
Lu Zhiyuan was overjoyed.
Who said it was hard to ask Sheng Yang out for dinner? Hehe, he wasn’t Ming Qi.
Sheng Yang always cold-shouldered Ming Qi but treated him differently.
In the private room, Lu Zhiyuan and Ming Qi stared at each other with hostility, and after a while, Sheng Yang walked in.
Lu Zhiyuan said aggrievedly, “Why did you invite him over?”
Ming Qi was also unhappy. “Little Sheng Yang, I thought you asked me out for dinner. Why is this guy here?”
Ming Qi looked at Lu Zhiyuan, his face full of disgust as if it was a disgrace to sit at the same table with him. “You have nothing but money. No matter how much money you earn, you’re still stupid.”
Lu Zhiyuan rolled up his sleeves. “I’m the Stock God!”
Ming Qi snorted. “But you’re still stupid.”
Sheng Yang was annoyed. “Shall I leave?”
“No!”
“No!”
At this time, the two of them spoke in unison.
Sheng Yang sat down, and there was a very stylish hot pot on the table. Lu Zhiyuan glanced at it and muttered, “Why does this look familiar?”
Then it rang a bell. “Oh, this store is mine! I forgot. You know, I have too many companies…”
Ming Qi rolled his eyes at him. Hmph, he’s showing off!
Lu Zhiyuan put a piece of mutton in Sheng Yang’s bowl with the serving chopsticks, saying, “I ran into your eldest brother on the plane.”
Then he glanced at Ming Qi again and said triumphantly, “I’m not as stupid as someone who befriended your enemy.”
He was referring to Ming Qi almost signing a contract with Jiang Xinyi.
