Zhao Mingzhu saw Zhao Mingrui coming to find her, initially delighted, then she suddenly had an ominous premonition.
She made a swift decision and immediately walked to the school entrance with a smile, reaching out to hold Zhao Mingrui's arm: "Bro, you came to see me."
Zhao Mingrui's complexion was a bit off.
He stretched out his hand to pull away Zhao Mingzhu's hand, his face cold as he spoke: "Although you and I grew up together since childhood, we don't have a blood relationship, so you should still be mindful of the impact."
Zhao Mingzhu's face instantly turned pale, she looked at Zhao Mingrui in disbelief: "Bro, how could you say such a thing? We…"
Zhao Mingrui didn't care about what Zhao Mingzhu thought or said.
He was always somewhat indiscriminate, and his relationship with Zhao Mingzhu wasn't particularly close from childhood; he wouldn't feel sorry for Zhao Mingzhu now.
