Cen Shaoqing:”...”painful.
He was used to standing at a high place and was even more used to strategizing. Everything was in his hands.
He never felt that his life plan would be interrupted by someone.
Therefore, he did not care about the law of true fragrance.
He did not expect that in the end, he would still bend his back for someone.
A beauty’s bed, a hero’s tomb.
This sentence was absolutely correct.
Seeing that Cen Shaoqing had not said a word, old Mrs. Cen became even more proud. She stood on the small stool and even crossed her legs.
Because she was too proud, she did not expect that Cen Shaoqing, who had an unstable center of gravity, would almost fall down. Cen Shaoqing was quick-witted and pulled old Mrs. Cen’s arm without any resentment, “Be careful. I’ll help you down. It’s cold at the top, so it’s best to be grounded.”
“Brat, are you finding me short?”
Cen Shaoqing opened his thin lips slightly. “You said it yourself.”