The streamer is incredibly popular, and the top spender on her is vying to pamper her.

Chapter 426 Reasonable Distribution

When Jiang Zhouzhou returned to the Sheng family's old house, there were many more people there, and the atmosphere was unusually noisy.

When the elderly housekeeper saw that Jiang Zhouzhou had finally returned, he strode quickly to her side.

"Miss Jiang, you're finally back."

If they don't come back soon, the young master will tear this house down.

Jiang Zhouzhou glanced around, looking at the long guns and short cannons set up in the courtyard, and asked with almost certainty, "He did it?"

The old butler nodded, his wrinkled face revealing a complex expression.

The photos spread like wildfire online, and the proud and arrogant young master was not about to give up.

Top-tier photography teams, which even celebrities have to queue up to book, were brought in with a hefty sum of money. In the young master's words, "Professional matters should be left to professionals."

Fine snowflakes accompanied by a cold wind gave Jiang Zhouzhou a headache, and she silently gave the old housekeeper a pitying look.

Meanwhile, just as she returned, Sheng Jingyao, dressed in a suit and tie, walked out of the hall.

His hair was combed up so meticulously that every strand was in its proper place. The boyish innocence and the dashing air between a mature man were perfectly blended in his features. Coupled with his innate noble temperament, he attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.

The old butler's wrinkles twitched.

For some reason, I saw four words on the young master's face.

—A peacock spreading its tail feathers.

"Sister, does it look good?"

Dressed in formal attire, Sheng Jingyao walked up to Jiang Zhouzhou. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was going to attend some important occasion.

As he got closer, Jiang Zhouzhou noticed that the boy had secretly drawn his eyebrows and used shading to make his nose bridge more defined.

It's clear that they not only hired a professional photographer, but also a professional stylist.

Looking at the child's expectant eyes, Jiang Zhouzhou nodded and praised him generously, "Little Dian is so handsome."

Sheng Jingyao: "How does that compare to the man from this morning?"

Jiang Zhouzhou: "..."

It's time to come.

but……

Anyway, since Brother Nanfeng isn't here, Jiang Zhouzhou spoke to everyone she met, saying, "Compared to him, Little Dian is the most handsome."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little kid in front of him heard the answer he wanted and showed a smug little expression.

"Then we need to take photos too, lots and lots of photos."

Those clueless netizens online all mistook Gu Nanfeng for him, so he wanted to take more photos and post them out to prove himself in the simplest way.

Hmph, what atmosphere, what perfect match...

Those idiots can't even praise people properly.

Jiang Zhouzhou naturally wouldn't refuse: "Take as many pictures as you want, but..."

"Don't send it out."

The last four words were colder than ice-cold water, directly extinguishing Sheng Jingyao's burning passion.

The cold, icy rain slapped haphazardly against my face.

The light in his eyes died, and he asked her with a sense of grievance, "Why can't I send it out?"

The snowflakes landed on his eyelashes, making him look rather pitiful.

Jiang Zhouzhou's soft voice slowly rang out: "Because I want to keep it to myself and don't want others to see it. This is a beautiful memory between us. If I post it online, people will definitely criticize it and ruin our good mood."

She wanted to pat his head, but the little brat's hairstyle was meticulously styled today, so Jiang Zhouzhou quickly withdrew one hand and gently patted his shoulder.

"Be good, little brother Dian."

The young master, who had been going through a long rebellious phase, was unusually obedient in front of Jiang Zhouzhou, saying, "Okay, you decide, I'll listen to you."

It stretched its head over, wanting to touch the ginger porridge.

But it was blocked by a slender hand.

"Little Dian, you didn't put on any makeup, did you?"

She didn't want her newly bought clothes to get smudged with powder.

"I didn't put on any powder, I just... drew my eyebrows, applied some contouring... and wore a very light lipstick..."

The stylist said this was the most photogenic way, so in order to be even better than Gu Nanfeng in the photos, he had no choice but to obediently cooperate.

As it turns out, it really does produce great photos.

*

The deep winter night fell quickly, and by the time Gu Nanfeng returned to Haishi, it was already completely dark.

The gifts were left in the trunk; too lazy to deliver them one by one, Gu Nanfeng sent a message to each person, telling them to come and pick them up themselves.

When Lin Chen received the message, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Zhouzhou actually asked Brother Nanfeng to bring them gifts?

With an excited heart and trembling hands, I put on my coat and drove off in a hurry, only to find that there were three other stinky men there as well.

Ignoring the other three men, Lin Chen excitedly asked, "Brother Nanfeng, where's the gift Zhouzhou prepared for me?"

Gu Nanfeng lowered his eyes to indicate that the things on the coffee table were his gifts.

Lin Chen subconsciously looked at the coffee table and saw a disassembled collar on it.

His lips twitched, and he then noticed that the other three men also had unpleasant expressions.

"Impossible, Zhouzhou would never give me that."

A suspicious gaze fell on Gu Nanfeng: "Brother Nanfeng, did you do this on purpose?"

Lin Chen's eyes darted around, looking at the heavy book in Ji Yu'an's hand, the pink...doll in Zhou Xian's hand, and finally landing on the exquisitely packaged red tie in Yin Yue's hand.

His eyes finally lit up.

With lightning speed, he snatched the tie from Yin Yue's hand with a "whoosh".

“This is mine. Zhouzhou loves the way I look in a red tie. This must have been prepared for me.”

"Brother Nanfeng, you definitely sent the wrong gift on purpose."

He had an air of knowing everything, and a wise smile played on his lips.

Yin Yue shrugged and followed up on Lin Chen's words, saying, "In that case, this should be mine."

He walked up to Ji Yu'an and extended his hand.

“I usually enjoy reading, so this must be a gift that Zhouzhou prepared for me.”

The eyes behind those glasses shone with an undeniable light.

Ji Yu'an frowned and handed him the book.

Although he is of mixed race, his least favorite language is English.

Finally, there are two left.