The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 595 Using Little Fatty's Lipstick

The little boy from Jiangsu is angry because he doesn't give his brother any face. Others can kiss him without any problem, but he cries when kissed. Does he dislike him a lot?

But Ning'er's words only made him angrier.

Jiangsu grabbed Ning'er's index finger, forcing her to raise her hand. In the bustling campus, he placed her index finger directly on his lips and gently rubbed it back and forth. "Are my lips dry? Are they cracked? Do they have any dry skin?"

He asked three questions in a row.

Ning'er bit her tongue, too frightened to tell the truth. Her fingertips were slightly hot, and her cheeks flushed.

Jiangsu then threatened, "Little Fatty, I'm asking you a question. If your answer isn't satisfactory, you'll have to take a taxi to school from now on."

Ning'er, under threat, whispered against her will, "It's not dry, it's not cracked, and there's no dry skin."

"That's fine." Jiangsu let go of her fingers, then took her hand and led her away from the family of three.

Gu Nuannuan looked at Ning'er, who was being dragged away by Jiangsu, and then at her son in her arms, and burst into laughter again.

Jiang Chenyu chuckled as he looked at his son, who showed no respect to Jiangsu.

Back in the car, Jiang Chenyu placed the little guy on the steering wheel and leaned down to kiss his son's cheek to see if the little guy would cry.

The little guy was lying blankly on the steering wheel, wondering why this wasn't like a bed, nor was it his parents' embrace.

The little boy was wary of new sensations, just like his father.

Jiang Chenyu lowered his head and kissed his son's cheek.

The little guy stared blankly at his father. After a while, the little guy lying on the steering wheel was excitedly waving his limbs. He was overjoyed to be kissed by his father, and his little mouth would occasionally make a "ah ah" sound, trying to chat with his father for a few more minutes.

"Oh, you're so excited to be kissed by your dad." Gu Nuannuan tapped the little guy's cheek and said to Jiang Chenyu, "Don't be so serious all the time. You love your son very much. You can give him a kiss once in a while. Look how excited the little guy is."

Jiang Chenyu was treated specially by his son, who held the little guy close to his chest and doted on him.

"We're boys, it's not good for us to be too affectionate."

"Wrong, your son is not a child yet, he is an infant."

the other side.

Ning'er was pulled back into the car by Jiangsu. He couldn't stop thinking about Ning'er's words, "Tell me the truth, are my lips dry or not?"

Ning'er realized that if she told the truth, Brother Su wouldn't take her anymore. But if she didn't tell the truth, she felt uncomfortable. So, she had a clever idea and gave a compromise answer, "Brother Su, actually, people's fingers usually have thicker skin, while facial skin is delicate. Although I didn't feel your lips were prickly on my hands, it doesn't mean my facial skin didn't feel prickly."

The Jiangsu straight man, who couldn't think outside the box, even looked at Ning'er's face and said, "What, do you expect me to kiss you to find out if my lips are prickly?"

Ning'er's face instantly turned red. "Then, then, no, no, it's not necessary."

"Why are you stuttering?" the unromantic Jiangsu man asked.

Ning'er blushed, and the blush deepened.

Jiangsu glanced at the blushing Ning'er, then looked away, his right elbow resting on the armrest and his left arm casually draped over the steering wheel. After a while, he finally understood what the little chubby girl meant.

It's probably just that his lips are chapped.

He sat up straight. "Little Fatty, where's your lip balm?"

Ning'er immediately opened her small bag, rummaged through it, and finally took out a small white tube and handed it to Jiangsu.

After all, the simple-minded Ning'er couldn't have imagined that her straight-laced brother Xiao Su would one day use her lipstick.

It wasn't until Jiangsu opened her lipstick and sunglasses that she directly and unabashedly applied it to her own lips in front of the mirror, engaging in what could be described as an "indirect kiss."

Ning'er's eyes widened in shock, "!!!!"

Did Brother Su use my lipstick?

After applying the lipstick, Jiangsu noticed something was off about her lips. "Little Fatty, why do my lips still have a pinkish tint after applying the lipstick?"

Ning'er looked at the transparent gel lipstick, bit her lip, and blinked innocently. Afraid of being frightened by Brother Xiao Su, the timid girl explained in a low voice, "Brother Xiao Su, it, it looks colorless, but, actually, it's a little pink."

Jiangsu: "..."

The next second, Jiangsu wiped the color off her lips with the back of her hand, leaving them a deep red. "Wait, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ning'er said innocently, "I didn't expect you to use it." Brother Su usually keeps his distance from girls, let alone uses girls' things. Ning'er really didn't expect that one day Brother Su would be so close to her and use the lipstick she had used.

Jiangsu used several tissues to wipe her mouth, while Ning'er stood quietly to the side with her head down, not daring to utter a sound.

Later, Ning'er specially went to buy colorless lipstick for Jiangsu, and then happily knocked on Jiangsu's door when she got home, "Brother Su, we'll use this lipstick from now on, it's colorless."

Jiangsu: "You only bought one?"

Ning'er asked, puzzled, "Isn't one enough?"

Jiangsu recalled the previous "indirect kiss" and accused the villain first, saying, "You took advantage of me once, wasn't that enough? Are you planning to take advantage of me every time?"

Ning'er was confused again, "No."

Later, Ning'er understood the meaning of Jiangsu dialect, so she ran to buy an identical one and handed it to Jiangsu, saying, "Brother Xiao Su, this is fine, we can each have one."

Later, the lipstick from Jiangsu was either frequently mixed up with Ning'er's or was thrown away and couldn't be found. In the end, even they couldn't tell which one they were using.

Jiang Chenyu maliciously pressured the Walker family to lower prices in overseas markets. The Walker family's goal was to squeeze out Jiang's overseas branches and reclaim their market share. Jiang's Group, however, had only one objective: to make money.

During a social gathering, President Jiang jokingly said, "I have a college student at home and a baby who is crying for milk. I have to earn money to support them. I'm not doing this out of sentimentality, I'm just making money."

Therefore, in the battle with the Walker family, Jiang Chenyu repeatedly lowered prices, taking advantage of the Walker family's desire to boost sales, forcing them to lower prices again and again, and finally selling off all their goods with almost no profit.

However, the Jiang Group had over 500 tons of unsold goods. The head of the overseas division approached Jiang Chenyu, "President, we didn't expect the Walker family to have 1000 tons of goods. The market is already saturated, and our goods are going to pile up in our hands."

Jiang Chenyu calmly gave the order, "Contact the local government and report that the raw materials sold by the Walker family entered the country illegally. They need to be recalled and re-examined."

"what?"

Jiang Chenyu stood up and slowly walked to his window, looking down at the bustling traffic below. Thinking of his defeated opponent, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. He said to the person in charge there, "The previous schemes were just a stepping stone. Now, it officially begins."