I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

On Wednesday, Zhao Yuning learned from others that Zhao Mingxi soared into the seventeenth grade in the October exam, even ahead of Zhao Yuan.

He was surprised and pleasantly surprised.

After finally eating at noon, he rushed to the canteen on the third side of high school.

It has been a whole month, and Zhao Yuning has not eaten another meal made by Zhao Mingxi himself, nor has Zhao Mingxi taken back to school when he skipped class and played games.

He still didn't believe what Zhao Mingxi said to him, and didn't believe that she could really draw a line with their family.

He pinned his hopes on his elder brother, but his eldest brother didn't go home very much this time, as if he didn't know how to tell him.

Zhao Yuning knew it, and the eldest brother failed to persuade Zhao Mingxi to come back.

Zhao Yuning originally thought that without Zhao Mingxi, he and his family would at most return to the state they were two years ago.

But he didn't expect that when he was about to lose Zhao Mingxi, he would be in a mess, far more lost than he thought.

Zhao Mingxi did not appear in his life for a month.

He suddenly realized that he didn't bother this sister as much as he thought, and Zhao Mingxi was not as unimportant as he thought it was.

"I see on the forum that the host of this year's celebration may be Zhao Mingxi. Is this true?"

The first thing Zhao Yuning came over was to ask Zhao Mingxi.

Zhao Yuan's hand holding chopsticks tightened involuntarily.

Pu Shuang said: "There are rumors on the forum, and the teacher of the Arts Department has indeed visited her, but who is the candidate has not been decided yet. Besides, it was Zhao Yuan in previous years. It is impossible to change this year!"

"Oh." Zhao Yuning was a little disappointed. In previous years, it was Zhao Yuan. If Zhao Mingxi was changed this year, it would be pretty good.

Pu Shuang couldn't help but said: "Zhao Yuning, it's your sister too, why don't you ask Yuanyuan, how happy she was in not taking the exam this time—"

"I didn't take the exam well?" Zhao Yuning stayed for a while while picking up rice, and asked Zhao Yuan: "Aren't you the 22nd this time? You usually get the same grade, why didn't you pass the exam?"

Zhao Yuan: "..."

Zhao Yuning still put his thoughts on Zhao Mingxi, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, how can Zhao Mingxi's grades improve so fast? If I go home and say it, my mother will be happy to die..."

Zhao Yuan knew that Zhao Yuning was a big speaker, and she couldn't hide the fact that she lost to Zhao Mingxi in the monthly test.

Lost the monthly exam, at least 10% back in the Hundred Schools League and school celebrations.

She didn't say a word for a while, then bit her lip after a while and said: "You really want to see Mingxi's host so much. I'll talk to the teacher of the Literature and Art Department this afternoon and recommend Mingxi."

If you change to Zhao Zhanhuai or other men, you may notice the grievance in Zhao Yuan's tone. But Zhao Yuning is a straight man, he immediately said in surprise: "Really?!"

Zhao Yuan: "..."

Zhao Yuan clenched her chopsticks tightly. During this time, she even hoped that Zhao Mingxi would go home as soon as possible.

When Zhao Mingxi doesn't go home, the attention of the family is on her.

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When the weather turned cold, in the afternoon in the lecture classroom, some girls put on snoods, and the coats were fluffy, which was nice and warm.

Zhao Mingxi grew up in the north, and he was more resistant to freezing than the people here. His white neck was bare, and he didn't wear anything, and he didn't feel cold.

But Fu Yangxi wore noise-cancelling headphones and lay on the table staring at her, frowning.

Can her family still handle the small mask? Didn't she pay for the scarf?

Why did he see Zhao Yuan in the class downstairs dressed especially warm at noon?

They are still wearing black Martin boots. But the little mask wears sneakers all day long.

Fu Yangxi became more upset as she thought about it, and hooked her finger to the little brother on the right back, and then took out a card to that little brother.

The little brother took the card and slipped through the back door of the classroom.

Looking back, Fu Yangxi stretched her legs straight, and accidentally kicked the girl in front of her seat.

When the girl turned her head, she saw Fu Yangxi's face, her face turned red, and she covered her mouth and whispered to the people around her: "Who is in the international class, the one who is super rich."

The first two girls looked back at Fu Yangxi frequently.

Fu Yangxi thought they were looking for trouble, her face was stinky, and she glared back: "What? A fight?"

The two girls turned around in fright.

After a while, one of the girls folded a paper crane, blushing and quietly handing it over with her finger, and placed it on the table in front of Fu Yangxi.

love letter?

Fu Yangxi frowned subconsciously with disgust, stretched out her hand to squeeze into a ball and throw it away. But suddenly thinking of something, he quickly glanced at Zhao Mingxi with Yu Guang.

It's over, the little mask should be jealous now. Is he going to coax for a long time?

He has a headache.

But who knows, but Zhao Mingxi hadn't seen it at all, he was still working on Mathematical Olympiad questions, with the pen nib writing "swish".

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Fu Yangxi was suddenly upset. He stared at Zhao Mingxi for a while, tried his best to pretend to be careless, and touched Zhao Mingxi with his elbow.

Zhao Mingxi thought that Fu Yangxi disliked her occupying too much space, so she glanced at him in surprise, and motioned with her eyes, "You have enough space, why are you still squeezing me?" Then he moved the book to the left without thinking about it. , Continue to work hard.

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Sometimes Fu Yangxi was really broken by Zhao Mingxi's dullness, and she almost doubted whether she liked him or not.

Why has she never been jealous? !

Why did she see two girls deliberately chatting with him this morning, she was not jealous, but waited leisurely behind? !

Is she too big, or is she determined that he will recognize her? !

Mingxi lowered his head to do the question, feeling that Fu Yangxi kept frowning and staring at him. Where did he provoke him again? She raised her head, glanced at Fu Yangxi, and then subconsciously glanced at the thermos cup on her desk.

"..."

Mingxi hesitated and passed the thermos over: "There is soy milk in it, do you want to drink it?"

Are you not full or something?

But I have used the thermos by myself, this prince should mind.

Fu Yangxi's gaze fell on the thermos cup she handed over, with a cold face on her face that broke power in a second, and finally organized a series of "I am not that easy to chase, you must always be vigilant and don't let others pry the corner." Kind of words were also left behind for an instant.

Fu Yangxi's ears turned red, and the cup she had touched her lips was handed to herself.

What is this hint?

What kind of hint is this absolutely.

Fu Yangxi frowned more severely, and she couldn't help but circled her fingers on the table, pretending to be reluctant: "If you have to let me taste it, I can only reluctantly taste it--"

Before I finished speaking, I saw Zhao Mingxi dig out the schoolbag behind him, and suddenly took out a few disposable cups, and took out a clean one from the middle. Unscrew the thermos cup, carefully even out a small cup of soy milk.

Fu Yangxi: "..."

What the hell? She hates him?

Suddenly, Fu Yangxi drank this cup of soy milk not so happy. He stared at Zhao Mingxi, biting into the paper cup and was bored.

Mingxi originally thought that sending soy milk would not increase the growth of young seedlings. After all, the desserts would not rise anymore, but he never expected that after Fu Yangxi finished drinking, the potted plant would move strangely? !

Fifty small shoots can grow into a small tree. Now she has one small tree and twenty-nine small shoots.

make persistent efforts.

Mingxi immediately poured another glass for Fu Yangxi, with bright eyes: "One more glass?"

"?" Fu Yangxi had another drink without knowing it.

"Continued Cup."

"..." took another cup.

"Continued Cup?"

"..." took another cup.

One small tree and thirty-one small buds.

Mingxi: "One more cup?"

Fu Yangxi almost vomited and closed her mouth tightly. She pretends to be feeding pigs, no one pours 800 milliliters of soy milk into her stomach all at once. Unless she deliberately? Punish him for talking to another girl?

Fu Yangxi mumbled: "I just said one thing."

Mingxi: "?"

Fortunately, there is no more in the thermos. Mingxi whispered to Fu Yangxi: "If you like to drink, change the dessert to this one every day from now on?"

grass. The jealousy of the little mask is nothing but a blockbuster. Although Fu Yangxi was sweet in her heart, she immediately said, "No, I want dessert. How can you guys drink soy milk all day?"

Drinking and drinking, the **** are big.

Fu Yangxi glanced at her chest muscles subconsciously.

Mingxi looked at the two new young shoots, still feeling unfinished, and had to say, "Okay."

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The music class is mixed with several classes in the lecture hall. In the past, Fu Yangxi usually missed classes like this, and she had never come to class before, but today she came here for the first time.

And more than that, this month has also been his highest attendance rate, and he has come to school almost every day.

His short red hair was very conspicuous, and the music teacher on the stage couldn't help but call him up to play a piano.

Before the change, Fu Yangxi didn't bother to stand up, but today, looking at Zhao Mingxi who was sitting next to him, he deliberately showed his hand and licked his lips, so he went on stage lazily.

After taking the stage, Fu Yangxi played for a while.

Zhao Mingxi couldn't help putting down his pen and looked at Fu Yangxi with admiration.

But think about it, although he usually looks lazy and lazy and doesn't bother to do anything, but at least he is the prince of Fu, who has been influenced by him since he was young, and knows more things than ordinary people.

Mingxi did not know any musical instruments before he was seventeen.

But after high school in her last life, she studied cello for several years.

It's been a long time now, it's a bit rusty, but playing the tune shouldn't be a problem.

So when it was her turn, she pulled a little familiar.

The deep and graceful music flowed slowly, Mingxi was very beautiful, and the warm sun in the afternoon fell on her.

The sight of the classroom fell on her for a moment. After all, they have seen other people playing, but this is the first time they have seen Zhao Mingxi play some instruments.

Shen Liyao sat in the last row, pursing his lips, staring at Zhao Mingxi.

He never came to this kind of big class, but today I saw people from the international class come to class, and there was a familiar figure in the crowd of twos and threes, and he walked away for some reason.

When he recovered, he had already entered the lecture hall.

Ye Baizheng next to another boy from the school competition team said, "Does Zhao Mingxi know how to play an instrument? I haven't heard of it before!"

Shen Liyao also didn't know. He had known Zhao Mingxi for two years, but he seemed to have known her officially only recently.

He watched her as a dusty pearl, wiping away the ashes layer by layer.

The girls around Zhao Yuan were even more shocked.

Pu Shuang opened his mouth wide: "When will Zhao Mingxi know the cello?! And he played the cello well, even—"

It's really good.

If her cello has eight points, then her figure and face completely fill the other two points.

The simple podiums in the lecture theatre are like stages.

"But you are better." Pu Shuang came back to his senses and quickly said to Zhao Yuan: "Your piano is all tenth grade."

Zhao Yuan's lips were pale, her fingers in her pockets were cold and stiff, and she slowly pinched them into her palms.

She stood up suddenly and left the back door of the classroom.

When Fu Yangxi held her head with her hands, and watched Zhao Mingxi play the cello, Yu Guang noticed Zhao Yuan. He frowned: "Where is she going?"

Ke Chengwen glanced at it: "It seems to be the direction of the Office of the Arts Department."

Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Yangxixie gave a nasty smile: "Do you know someone in the first year of high school?"

Ke Chengwen only felt that the big thing was not good: "Brother Xi, what are you going to do?"

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Go back to the classroom.

Ke Chengwen is still talking about Zhao Mingxi playing the cello just now.

"Grass, Mingxi, you are hidden, why haven't you said that you know this before?!"

"It's not an important skill either." Mingxi put the test paper into the table.

And it is a skill learned in the last life, she is not sure if she will be able to.

But I didn't expect that the melody engraved in my head would come out as soon as I hit the cello.

It seems that everything is imaginary, and the knowledge in the brain is the real deal.

"Close your salivating face." Fu Yangxi pushed Ke Chengwen's head away violently.

As soon as a few people sat down, Ming Xi saw Fu Yangxi pour a cup of hot water, and then poured a few white vitamin-like things from his bottles, and drank the hot water.

When Mingxi was about to ask him what he was drinking, Fu Yangxi suddenly beckoned to the classroom door, "Come here."

A little brother hurried over, put a big box on Mingxi's table, and let Mingxi pick it first.

"What's this?" Ming Xi's attention was diverted.

She looked at a whole box of fluffy scarves, which looked soft and fluffy. She didn't recognize the hanging tags, but they were delicate and should be famous brands.

But because I bought too much, I had to pack it in boxes.

Ke Chengwen explained: "Gang scarf."

Fu Yangxi threw a few white bottles into the pocket of the table, sat on the table, propped his hands backwards, dangling long legs, and looked down at Zhao Mingxi triumphantly.

The tiny mole at the corner of his eye is particularly obvious from this angle.

"Now you are the number one brother, let you pick first."

Mingxi: "...Your gang stuff is really unique, it's a mobile phone case and a scarf."

It took her a month to finally penetrate the inside completely and become the number one younger brother?

Although Mingxi is not cold at all, since it is a collective action, she is not good not to participate.

She picked it up, took out a white one, bowed her head around her neck.

The scarf is very comfortable, but it feels warmer after wearing it.

When Fu Yangxi saw this, he pretended to cough nonchalantly, and stretched out his hand to catch: "Since this is the case, I'll pick one."

He took out the cannon powder casually, his face turned black, and threw the pink one back.

I took a look at the pattern of Mingxi's scarf, and then took out a black one.

Ke Chengwen: "..."

This is called just picking one? I think you picked it quite accurately.

The class handed out scarves beamingly.

In a joyful atmosphere, Mingxi sat down and continued to do the questions.

Fu Yangxi was sitting on the table with her legs crossed, and she was about to take off the original one from her neck and put on the new one.

When Mingxi looked up, he suddenly noticed two deep bloodstains on the right side of his neck near the back of his neck.

It was the same as the blood stain on the back of his hand last time, like being cut by broken glass. It has scabs now, but it must be shocking when I first cut it open.

Mingxi stood up immediately and broke Fu Yangxi's face.

The two of them drew very close at once, and Mingxi's breath fell.

...

Her eyelashes are like crow feathers, black and long, clearly visible.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yangxi was taken aback, thinking she was going to kiss her suddenly, her face flushed suddenly and her body was stiff as a stone-but after waiting for two seconds, Mingxi didn't see any movement.

Fu Yangxi's eyelids twitched, only to realize that she was looking at the wound on his neck.

Fu Yangxi's expression changed, she immediately pushed Mingxi away, stood up straight, took two steps back, and quickly wrapped her scarf.

"What's wrong with your neck?" Mingxi stared at his neck in amazement.

She didn't see this scratch on Fu Yangxi's neck a week ago, and it's not surprising that she got it this week.

But because the weather has become cold recently, Fu Yangxi has been wearing a scarf, and he is sitting on her right again, and she cannot see her right neck.

So I didn't find it until today.

Fu Yangxi's expression slowed down, touched the neck wrapped in the scarf, and said indifferently: "In the instant noodles, the temperature of the water is too high and the glass bowl has exploded."

Mingxi: "Last time too?"

Fu Yangxi looked at her: "Yeah."

"You don't have a long memory. This is the second time. If you don't have any luck in this position, you will have to touch the carotid artery."

For some unknown reason, Mingxi was a little angry: "Are you always like this?"

Looking at her expression, Fu Yangxi suddenly felt a little soft.

He tried to conceal the softness of his heart. He bent a leg and pulled the chair over, sat down, raised his arms and glanced at Zhao Mingxi. He raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said, "Little mask, you have never heard of it." The scar is a man's medal."

Mingxi:...

Chapter your sister chapter.

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Mingxi felt restless all afternoon. She felt that she had absorbed Fu Yangxi's luck, which made Fu Yangxi so unlucky.

He has been cut by glass twice in a row.

Not to mention that Fu Yangxi is very good to her right now, covering her as a little brother, she learned Entubao.

Even if Fu Yangxi and her are not friends, but just strangers, she cannot allow herself to do anything to transfer the mold to Fu Yangxi.

The system said to her: "This kind of situation can't exist, you are just trying to get lucky, not absorption, do you understand? Fu Yangxi's cut from glass is definitely not the cause of you."

Mingxi was somewhat relieved when he heard the system's words, but he was still a little uneasy.

She intends to suspend her luck for a few days and observe the situation.

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And here, when Zhao Yuning finished the second class in the afternoon, a friend hurriedly pulled him to the office of the Arts Department: "A senior high school senior is looking for you."

"What the hell?" Zhao Yuning didn't know anyone at all in the third year of high school, but his friend restrained him. He couldn't get rid of him at all. He was dragged to the literature and art department in an upset mood.

Before approaching, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Zhao Yuning stopped subconsciously.

"Teacher." It was Zhao Yuan's soft voice: "Is the candidate for the celebration host next month determined?"

"What's the matter?" came another gentle female voice.

Zhao Yuning thought that Zhao Yuan was going to recommend Zhao Mingxi as she said at lunch, so she didn't dare to bother and stood outside waiting for her to come out.

He thought to himself, Sister Yuanyuan is still generous.

"I have been a host for two years, and I have experience and ability to be qualified to be the host this time."

"I know that Mingxi's voice is very high now, including this test, her results are better than mine, but the teacher, did you not read the forum? Many people suspect that Mingxi is cheating-she, she is my sister, I know She couldn't get such a high level in the normal exam. She did find Shen Liyao before the exam."

"The photos of the school celebration should also be placed on the homepage of the school website. I am afraid that the impact will not be good? I hope you can continue to give me this opportunity."

"If you agree, I can invite pianists from Berkine College for the piano performance this year."

"There is a monitor to prove that there is no cheating. It is not true that the students on the forum can make a rumor." The teacher said: "But thank you for telling me that there are such topics on the forum. If there is, indeed, choose Zhao Mingxi has a bad opinion of the school's style."

"..."

What else did I hear next, what the teacher seemed to say to Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuning didn't know at all.

His adrenal hormones are secreted sharply, and his brain hums like an old TV that is broken.

If standing inside, it was someone like E Xiaoxia who said these things, Zhao Yuning would not react like this at the moment.

But how could it be Zhao Yuan?

Why is it Zhao Yuan?

Zhao Yuan never fights for it.

But then Zhao Yuning reacted. Although Zhao Yuan had never fought, everyone in the family, including her friends, would take the initiative to deal with Zhao Mingxi for her—just like the last E Xiaoxia incident.

...

Thinking back to the past piece by piece.

Zhao Yuning's blood rushed to the top of his head and was so shocked that he forgot to leave.

His face changed and changed, and he didn't even know that the boy who brought him over hurriedly.

I don't know how long it took before the door was opened with a "click".

Zhao Yuan came out from inside and closed the door politely, with a smile on the corners of her mouth.

When she turned her head, she met Zhao Yuning's incredulous eyes.

The air was silent for a long while.

Zhao Yuan was startled, she was shocked: "Why are you here?"

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After school that day, the atmosphere in the Zhao family was quite rigid.

Zhao Zhanhuai didn't come back, and Mother Zhao didn't know what kind of conflict between Zhao Yuning and Zhao Yuan, the two children, Zhao Yuning came back with a stern face, and shut herself in the room to play games until dinner.

Zhao Yuan turned red under her eyes, and she refused to say what had happened, and went back to the room.

Mother Zhao determined that Zhao Yuning had bullied Zhao Yuan, frowned upstairs and knocked on the door, and dragged Zhao Yuning out: "Apologize to your sister, what the **** did you do?"

Zhao Yuning was almost mad: "What the **** is my business? Why don't you ask what she did? She told the teacher that Zhao Mingxi cheated—"

"Which kind of nerve are you making?" Mother Zhao didn't believe it: "Why does Yuanyuan say that?"

Zhao Yuning gritted her teeth, only hating that she didn't record.

Zhao Yuan heard the movement outside the door and hurriedly opened the door and said to Mother Zhao: "No, Mom, it has nothing to do with Yuning, I have encountered something else. Really!"

Seeing Zhao Yuan dare not say anything, Zhao's mother believed that Zhao Yuning had bullied her, and became more angry: "Yuning, you are fifteen years old, and you are not a man anymore. Do you dare to be a man?!"

Zhao Yuning's head buzzed with anger, and he stared at Zhao Yuan fiercely.

He now understands Zhao Mingxi's unreasonable feelings at the time. Good **** frustrated! Fists are hard!

"Come down to eat." Mother Zhao dropped a sentence and turned and went downstairs.

"Awesome." Zhao Yuning stared at Zhao Yuan as if he didn't know each other: "Is it cool to turn all of us around?"

Zhao Yuan said: "Yuning, you listen to my explanation, I also have no choice! I just don't want to lose this opportunity too much—"

"You are very different from what I thought."

Zhao Yuning stared at her and interrupted her disappointedly: "At least you did something wrong. What you have to do is to apologize. Not to apologize to me, but to the teacher, because you are talking nonsense in front of her. To Zhao Mingxi apologized because you slandered her. But you are still arguing, you don't feel guilty at all."

Zhao Yuan was afraid that Mother Zhao would hear it, and lowered her voice: "We grew up together, why do you have to favor Zhao Mingxi?"

"Because you occupy the magpie's nest, do you understand?!" Zhao Yuning was so angry that he couldn't help but feel the irritability and anxiety that Zhao Mingxi had left home for the past few days.

He roared: "You dove occupy the magpie's nest, are you worthy to let everyone turn to you?"

"I'm not allowed to keep cats yet. This is why I can't keep cats in my family? I **** want to keep cats! I want to keep a hundred cats!"

Mother Zhao came over and slapped Zhao Yuning.

That night, Zhao Yuning moved away from Zhao's house with a slap-printed face and moved into the hotel.

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After Zhao Zhanhuai came back, Zhao's mother knew that Zhao Mingxi had been ranked seventeenth in this monthly test, even higher than Zhao Yuan.

She was naturally happy in her heart, with mixed feelings: "Mingxi has always had poor grades. It is indeed very hard to get to this place now."

"Originally, she was so good in the exam. If she was at home, she should prepare a sumptuous dinner for her. We celebrated together."

"It's a pity that she is not here."

"Should I go to school to see her tomorrow?" Mother Zhao couldn't help but straighten up.

Zhao Zhanhuai's scalp tightened and hurriedly said: "There are three days left for the birthday party. She will come. Don't go to school. When you don't speak well, she is angry again."

Zhao Zhanhuai thought, in any case, even if Mingxi does not come back later, she must be brought back for the birthday party.

Otherwise, this birthday banquet would really directly cause the Zhao family to fall apart.

Mother Zhao had to sit down again.

Seeing the deserted house at home, Zhao's mother's mood went down again and irritated.

Why on earth is this happening, can't the family get along well? Mingxi and Yuning had to run away from home one after another, and they both blackened her.

Where is the problem?

Although Zhao's mother did not want to blame Zhao Yuan, she also believed that Zhao Yuning had bullied Zhao Yuan-after all, Zhao Yuning had a violent personality since she was a child, and Zhao Yuan had a well-behaved personality. But now that Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Yuning both left this home because of Zhao Yuan, they still inevitably complained about Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan sat on the sofa and cried, "I'm sorry, Mom, I'll go and persuade Yuning to come back tomorrow."

Mother Zhao flicked her hand away, and went upstairs distractedly: "Forget it, don't provoke him, wait a few days for his elder brother to go."

Zhao Yuan never expected that things would turn out to be like this, she opened her mouth, looked at Mother Zhao's back, and closed her mouth again.

She looked at Zhao Zhanhuai dimly with tears.

Zhao Zhanhuai handed her a glass of water: "rest early."

Zhao Yuan wanted to get some comfort from Zhao Zhanhuai, as before.

But when Zhao Zhanhuai saw her, he couldn't help feeling that the ‘Zhao Mingxi’ who had broken his leg in the sports club was looking at him, who no one cared about.

In addition, he has been repeatedly reminded this time that he and Zhao Yuan are not related.

He felt very uncomfortable, avoiding Zhao Yuan's sight, turned around and fled and went upstairs.

"..."

Zhao Yuan looked at his back in disbelief and stood up immediately.

She became more and more panicked, and the fear of losing something cut her nerves.

What happened to this group of people in the family? Is it just because Zhao Mingxi ran away from home?

...If she also ran away from home, who would they pay more attention to?

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Zhao Yuan couldn't figure out why Zhao Yuning suddenly appeared outside the art department yesterday. She always felt that Zhao Mingxi was playing tricks. But I asked Pu Shuang and a few people in the class, and they all said that Zhao Mingxi was still playing in front of the classroom when she left the lecture hall.

"..." Who would it be?

Zhao Yuning and her are in a stalemate, it is impossible for her to ask him this question.