Chapter3: 3 Brothers

Zimo woke up by the alarm and shouted 

 "AAAAAAAAAAAA, Darn it"

Somebody else got up from the bed and said in a sleepy voice

"You were shouting yesterday because dad said you were going to a new high school now you still want to continue Hun"

"What! Ziwei? Why are you in my room"

"You? You still have the mouth to say that after what you did, you punk let me come and get you"

Zimo frowned and walked to the bathroom he turned his neck to the back and looked at Ziwei "get out of my room and you and Ming can go to school, you don't have to wait for me"

"We will wait for you so shower quickly and don't give me that cold face we are not at work"

Zimo entered the bathroom with a frown he removed his hair from his eye, after he finished showering, he got out of the bathroom and wore a red robe he combed his black hair in a wavy form to the back he had a very straight jawline and an oval face and his iris were dark and eyebrow hair were trimmed smoothly all the brothers had the same behaviour cold, gentle, brilliant and successful CEO's and they all looked alike just hair difference, Ziwei had blonde hair and Ming's hair was dark red they had no difference in age but difference in month which made Ming the oldest, Ziwei younger and Zimo the youngest.

Zimo got downstairs, he saw Ming using his phone and Ziwei eating, and his dad watching the news and of course it was about the tongs Zimo sighed he greeted his dad but his dad replied him by saying

"You punk I have sons that would make your company come down to its knees"

Zimo tapped Ming,

"let's go"

"ok"