I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Zhao Zhanhuai was still looking for a parking space, so Zhao Mo couldn't wait and jumped out of the car first.

"Don't get out of the car first! I warn you that you see Zhao Mingxi, don't--" Seeing that Zhao Mo is already in a hurry to find someone, Zhao Zhanhuai twisted his eyebrows and hurriedly parked the car into a narrow parking space.

Zhao Mo was the first to find Zhao Mingxi in the library.

Although he is not a traffic star, he can be regarded as a small well-known artist. He wore a peaked cap and lowered the brim of his hat, pretending to be mysterious, and walked over quickly, his lips hooked, and he patted Mingxi's right shoulder again.

Mingxi thought it was He Yang or Fu Yangxi, and turned his head to the right.

Zhao Mo's voice appeared on the left: "Little Bean Sprouts, he is pretending to learn, let me see what questions you are doing?"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out to take the contest question set on Mingxi's desk, and said "yo" in his mouth, habitually mocking: "It is actually a contest question set. I advise you to give up, no matter how you learn IQ that's it."

Never thought it was Zhao Mo.

Mingxi suddenly jumped in his temples.

But think about it, Zhao's mother's birthday party, Zhao Mo should return home no matter how busy he is.

Mingxi stood up immediately, pushed Zhao Mo back, split his hand to **** the book from Zhao Mo, and then quickly packed the pen bag and other things into the school bag. The library was not suitable for quarreling, Mingxi threw the school bag to On the shoulders, turn around without saying a word.

Mingxi used a lot of effort, and Zhao Mo almost couldn't stand firm.

He held the table and glanced at Zhao Mingxi's back in a bit of surprise-what's wrong?

I used to make jokes about her before, but she didn't react so much. Instead, she timidly cut the fruit and called her second brother.

Why hasn't seen her in half a year, the little sister is so angry?

Zhao Mo quickly followed.

Outside the library.

Mingxi quickly descended the steps.

When she first entered Zhao's house in her last life, Zhao Mo hated her very much, and ridicule was indispensable in a few words.

In the next two years, she did a lot of things to please the whole family, and Zhao Mocai really showed signs of treating her as a younger sister—but his character became a habit, and his speech was still very difficult to listen to.

Before she died at the age of 23, the whole family, including Zhao Mo, finally showed signs of complete melting. But that is already five years later. This time, Mingxi could not have wasted five years on this family-it was a waste of time!

"Little bean sprouts, you are arrogant, now you don't learn Zhao Yuan, and you take the rebellious route?" Zhao Mo chased him up, habitually reaching out his hand badly, trying to pinch Mingxi's face.

However, Mingxi “slapped” on the back of his hand.

"roll."

"What did you say?" Zhao Mo thought he had a problem with his ears.

Zhao Mingxi let him go?

He froze in his hands, looked at Zhao Mingxi with the eyes of a fairy tale, and dumbly repeated: "You let me go?"

"It's you who let you go." Ming Xi's eyes were truly disgusted.

I used to be fifteen years old. I don’t know that people like Zhao Mo just owe a lesson. I thought people in the entertainment industry have a little artistic personality.

Later, I learned about the artistic character of shit, he just hates people.

"..." Zhao Mo's mood at the moment was not much better than that of a thunder suddenly smashed down. He was so shocked that he had forgotten how to react.

After reacting, he came up to the ground angrily.

In three steps and two steps, he caught up with Zhao Mingxi on the tree-lined road, and said angrily: "My **** just came back from abroad, you don't need to say hello, you let me go? Zhao Mingxi, are you too rebellious?"

This person thought she was rebelling.

Zhao Mo heaved a sigh of relief, clasped Mingxi's wrist, and said, "Okay, come with me to the hotel, today's birthday party, I have no intention of disciplining you as a kid who knows no good or bad."

Before his finger touched Mingxi's wrist, Mingxi suddenly raised his wrist and patted his hand away.

There was a crisp "pop" in the air.

I don't know if it was Zhao Mo's illusion. He felt that Zhao Mingxi looked at him like looking at a fly that had approached him, with regrets-what did she regret?

Regret to please his second brother?

Have you been to this home?

Zhao Mo was instantly furious when she saw her disgusting eyes: "Zhao Mingxi, what are your eyes? Why do you look at me with such eyes?"

"What kind of look do you think is what kind of look." Mingxi: "Go back? Dream about you! I will call a security guard if you don't go away. If you don't want to appear on the social news page tomorrow, you just get out!"

Zhao Mo: "Your name is—"

Mingxi interrupted him: "Oh, I forgot, you're just an 18-line who doesn't have enough food and no food. Fans are all zombies and few live, so no one may pay attention to you at this point."

Zhao Mo: "..."

Zhao Mo was so angry that his blood pressure rose straight, and his eyes were red. In his anger, he looked at Mingxi's cold and disgusting expression, and at the same time he felt a stinging sensation like being stabbed in his heart by a needle.

He understood that before Zhao Zhanhuai went out, he stopped talking.

Mingxi has no respect for him and nothing to please him, only the disgust of the entangled stranger.

Why on earth?

Zhao Mo took a cold breath and saw that a few people playing basketball around looked over and knew that this was not a place for a fight. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Mingxi's wrist: "Tell me back to the hotel!"

Not far from the tree-lined road, Fu Yangxi and Ke Chengwen were carrying takeaways and walking to the library. Before they approached, they saw a strange man in a peaked cap pulling Zhao Mingxi.

Fu Yangxi's head buzzed, and the rational switch snapped off.

He kicked Zhao Mo away when he came over.

It was too late for Mingxi to stop.

Zhao Mo was caught off guard. He banged his waist against the iron net of the basketball court, staring at gold stars, his hat was knocked into the air, hit the bridge of his nose, blocking his vision, he hadn't seen who it was.

He was picked up by the shoulders angrily again, fisted, and fell to the ground.

I heard some boys playing basketball over there shouting.

"Fuck, Brother Xi? Brother Xi is beating someone, who? Rogue?"

"A gangster sneaked into the school to insult a girl? My fist was hard!"

Zhao Mo kept swearing in his heart, **** fucking! What the **** is going on!

He wanted to get up hastily.

But in the next second, dense fists rained down on him and face.

When Zhao Zhanhuai hurried over, what he saw was a broken-hearted Zhao Mo.

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Thirty minutes later. Police station.

"You group of high school boys gang-fighting an adult man, have you ever thought about it before doing this, do you know that fighting in school will cause you to be punished?!"

The policeman raised his head and scolded a row of tall boys in front of him, angrily: "And you, why do you want to dye your hair red? Why do you want to take the lead in beating?!"

A group of little brothers bowed their heads like pecking rice.

"He's a pervert who doesn't beat him?" Fu Yangxi raised his head and said dissatisfied: "As for dyeing red hair, because I am handsome, the law doesn't stipulate that red hair can't be a man, right—"

After speaking, Fu Yangxi turned her head and glanced at the lawyer who rushed over with a briefcase: "Where is Zhao Mingxi?"

The capable and sharp lawyer Zhang walked over and said: "Fu Shao, waiting outside."

Fu Yangxi: "Don't let her be with that crazy stinky rascal."

"Who the **** is a perverted stinky hooligan?!" Zhao Mo, who was scolded by another policeman, said angrily. The corners of his mouth were **** when he spoke.

He gritted his teeth and said: "I'm her brother! Her second brother! Let her go back to the birthday party today!"

Zhao Zhanhuai frowned: "Zhao Mo, you say a few words, shut up."

The police immediately yelled at him: "Don't make trouble! Since he is the brother of the person involved, why was he mistaken for a hooligan in the public? Who told you to act?"

Zhao Mo said angrily: "I'm an artist! At that time, seeing someone looking here, I was afraid of being followed by an illegitimate child, so I was anxious to take Zhao Mingxi back first—"

"Ha." Ke Chengwen and Fu Yangxi's little brothers laughed one after another: "You have an illegitimate meal, your illegitimate meal is not as much as our brother Xi."

Zhao Mo: "..."

Zhao Mo suffered from a myocardial infarction, and his blood pressure rose for several rounds overnight. If it weren't for the police station, he would have to teach these little rascals a lesson.

Fu Yangxi: "Ah, although it is a fact, don't be too public."

Zhao Mo and Zhao Zhanhuai: "..."

Fu Yangxi went to Lawyer Zhang and said, "Oh, I think I have lost a few hairs. Have you counted them on the spot?"

"I've counted, Master, don't worry."

Police: "..."

Zhao Zhanhuai: "..."

Zhao Mo: "..."

Attorney Zhang said to Zhao Mo, who was trembling with anger, and Zhao Zhanhuai, who was pale on the side: "Two, I will negotiate with you for the rest of the matter."

Fu Yangxi and two younger brothers came out of the police office.

Zhao Mingxi waited uneasily with her schoolbag outside the corridor, the shadow stretched long, seeing them come out, and quickly stood up: "How is it?"

"It's not a big deal. Because Ke Chengwen and others are the beating people. In order not to hurt them, Lawyer Zhang may choose to go private." Fu Yangxi went to look at Mingxi's wrist and saw that there was nothing left on Xibai's wrist. What's the mark, the violent fire in my heart is not so vigorous.

The person in the health room urged: "Come here!"

"Wait a minute." Fu Yangxi shouted at the other side of the corridor.

After a pause, he rubbed his toes against the ground, afraid to look up at Zhao Mingxi because he had done something wrong.

Mingxi looked at him.

After a while, the person in the health room urged it again. Fu Yangxi scratched his head and whispered: "I'm sorry, Little Mask, hit your brother, I don't know he is—"

Mingxi said: "It's okay, I don't care about them."

It turns out he was going to say this.

Mingxi's nasal cavity is a bit sore. Except for the friends He Yang and Dong Shen, whom she had known in her previous life, no one has ever done so for her.

In fact, sometimes family members are not family members, and it doesn’t seem to be that important.

People who are good to themselves are the most important.

She looked at Fu Yangxi and the people behind him: "You can do it all right."

Ke Chengwen hurriedly said: "We are okay, brother just wants to be loyal. And you can rest assured that Brother Xi has already taught us, and the few of us will not tell you what we ran into your house today."

Fu Yangxi rubbed Zhao Mingxi's hair and spoke briskly: "Then you wait here, don't go away, let's go to the clinic to treat the wound, and we will leave together later."

A few of them didn't suffer any injuries, so they broke their fists.

Zhao Mo was beaten into that virtue, and he might have to be transferred to the hospital later.

Mingxi nodded: "Okay."

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the birthday party had already started, but none of Zhao Zhanhuai, Zhao Mo, and Zhao Mingxi were present, and no one answered the phone.

Mother Zhao was already in a hurry.

It's impossible to hide the rest of the Zhao family from the trouble.

Zhao Zhanhuai glanced irritably at Zhao Mo who was in trouble, wringing his eyebrows and walking to the window to make a call.

...

This night Zhao's mother's birthday party was completely destroyed, and everyone in the Zhao family was in a mess.

Zhao Mo was taken to the hospital.

Zhao Yuan and Zhao Zhanhuai's assistants and his agent followed.

After Zhao's father and Zhao's mother learned that Zhao Mo was beaten like this by the Fu's prince, his face was instantly ugly. If it were Fu, they would not win at all, and this matter could only be self-conscious.

In addition, the two also learned of an even more explosive event.

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Outside the police station compound.

Mother Zhao was in her trench coat, her head couldn't turn around, and she was faltering. She couldn't understand what Zhao Zhanhuai said just now: "What is Mingxi trying to draw a line with our family?! Tell me clearly, what is going on?! Is it just a run away?! You often go to school to see her! What are you talking about now?!"

Zhao Zhanhuai looked very tired, rubbing her eyebrows and said: "In fact, since she left home last time, I have not been able to persuade her to come back, but I am afraid that you know this is the reaction, so I keep hiding it, but today The paper still won't hold the fire."

Father Zhao's face was green: "What happened at home when I was away?! How could it be like this?!"

"Don't ask me if I can do it." Zhao Zhanhuai couldn't explain it, and his always gentle expression was a little bit stretched: "How did I know that things would develop into this way? First of all, you two should ask if you have ever cared about Mingxi? "

Zhao Yuning squatted aside, listening to the three people quarreling, feeling equally upset.

"She's just a child's temper. Today, she was so angry. Everyone came to her and attracted everyone's attention. She was happy." Mother Zhao said firmly: "You tell her not to come back, I will call her come back!"

Zhao Zhanhuai pulled the corner of his mouth downward and made a'please' gesture.

Zhao Mingxi came out just two steps from Zhao's mother to the police station.

Behind her, she followed a few tall boys, the one leading Zhao Mo was beaten into the hospital. The red short hair was particularly cold in the night, and she looked arrogant and domineering with a band-aid on the corner of her mouth.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother saw a fire in her heart.

But due to the identity of the other party, their family can only suppress the fire.

Mingxi glanced at a few people outside the courtyard, turned around and said to Fu Yangxi: "You can wait for me for a while, some things still have to be dealt with."

Ke Chengwen was a little worried and said, "Zhao Mingxi, you won't really want to break with your family--"

After the break, she was still a student, where could she go? Besides, the people in her family are just partial.

Ke Chengwen didn't think so.

But he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Stop, stop." Fu Yangxi said: "Don't be persuaded to persuade you, if you know it is cold or warm, it is annoying for others to put your beak. Zhao Mingxi, don't listen to others, don't listen to me. Make your own decision. As long as you think clearly, any decision is a good decision."

Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi and nodded firmly.

"Need help?" Fu Yangxi pointed to the lawyer behind him.

Mingxi shook his head: "I will solve it myself."

Fu Yangxi crossed Zhao Mingxi's head and glanced coldly at the family members. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she also knew that she had to give the little mask some space to solve it by herself.

He thought for a while, took her bag, and stretched out his hand: "Then, your phone."

Mingxi:?

Mingxi took out the phone.

Fu Yangxi said again: "Fingerprints."

Mingxi unlocked the phone with his fingerprint.

Fu Yangxi quickly switched her cell phone to the phone interface and entered his cell phone number.

Then he slid into Mingxi's hands, with an unexpectedly steady tone: "The screen is always on for you, and you will press the dial button later, and I will pass as soon as the call comes."

Ke Chengwen said: "Let's come here too."

Mingxi nodded, turned and walked towards Zhao's father and Zhao's mother.

The night was cold, but she felt a solid wall behind her.

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Seeing Mingxi approaching coldly, seeing their eyes look like a few strangers coming to look for trouble, the veins on Zhao's father's forehead began to beat.

"Don't come to me." Mingxi said first: "Time after time, very annoying."

Mother Zhao was choked before she spoke, and her brain instantly became a mess of porridge.

Annoying? Mingxi said they are annoying?

She suddenly realized that what Zhao Zhanhuai said might not be false-Mingxi's posture seemed to be really breaking the relationship.

The expression on Mother Zhao’s face began to change, and her body shook slightly because she couldn’t believe it: “Zhao Mingxi, what are you talking about? The fight between your classmate and your second brother today was a misunderstanding, and parents won’t blame you anymore. , You hurry back with your parents! Do you know that you haven't been home for a month? Go home and talk slowly!"

"Don't understand what I mean?" Mingxi said coldly, trying to speak more clearly so that the family could understand it at once: "Sever the relationship. The synonym is that you don't need to raise me anymore. In the future, when you are old, I will also There is no need to bear the responsibility of maintenance. From a legal point of view, it means that the two owe nothing."

Mother Zhao: "..."

Mingxi took out a card and threw it to Zhao Zhanhuai.

Zhao Yuning in the corner stood up immediately.

Zhao Yuning said: "Sister——"

"Don't call my sister." Ming Xi interrupted him directly.

Zhao Yuning's throat astringent.

Zhao Zhanhuai's face was pale, and he caught: "This is—"

Mingxi said: "This is a sum of money that I borrowed from He Yang, 130,000 yuan, to pay back the money your Zhao family spent on me in the past two years. I can slowly return He Yang's money to her, but you I don’t want to owe any more money. As for what you owe me, I don’t bother to ask for it."

After thinking about it, Mingxi said again: "Oh, I still want to ask for some things. My photos, please delete or crop them from your phone. Don't use my photos for illegal activities. I still have I will be an adult in ten days, and I have the right to retrieve my own things. Please erase my image information."

"As for your photos, I have already erased them all."

Mother Zhao almost didn't catch her breath for a moment. She panted wildly, covering her chest, and said, "Today is your mother's birthday. Do you have to say these words on your birthday?!!!"

Father Zhao looked at Mingxi in disbelief and couldn't help but scold Zhao Zhanhuai and Zhao Yuning, "What happened when I was away?!"

Zhao Zhanhuai's heart stabbed and hurt. He felt that if he could not hold Mingxi today, then he would really break. He couldn't help but said: "Mingxi, at least today, don't say this on Mom's birthday—"

"Not angry."

Why do you think she was angry? Are you sure she can't live without their family? Or is she sure she must please their family?

Mingxi took a breath and said, "I was wrong at the beginning. I shouldn't expect my biological parents, I shouldn't expect your new life after I come here, and I shouldn't worry about everything that doesn't belong to me. Now I have moved out. No one will let you be in a dilemma between me and Zhao Yuan, let alone get in your eyes."

"Please take your responsibility now for the last time, be nice to me the last time, let me go, don't disturb me, okay?"

The air was extremely silent for a moment.

The wind was crying vaguely.

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao were originally angry when Mingxi came out of the police station, but their brains were completely blank at this moment.

They looked for their biological daughter for a long time, and after taking it back, they thought it was finally possible but regretted it.

Who knows, she wants to sever ties with them.

Sever the relationship.

Just saying this, no matter whether it is true or not, it is already like a knife, cutting a person's heart and lungs.

Mother Zhao's heart seemed to be gripped by a pair of big hands, and it hurt. She never thought that there would be this moment.

There were a lot of moments when she was with Mingxi flashed in her mind-when she tried on her clothes, Mingxi waited patiently to say that she looked good, Mingxi was the most patient person in the family; when her shoulders were sore, Mingxi took the initiative to beat Shoulder; when she complained that Zhao's father was absent from home all day, Mingxi gave her advice...

And at this moment, these bit by bit moments quickly gathered and turned into Mingxi's cold eyes.

Why did you come to this point?

Mother Zhao grabbed her clothes and couldn't say a word. She could only stand stiffly, as if she was dumb.

Father Zhao's brain is also buzzing. As soon as he came back, he encountered so many things, and he couldn't react at all. He just walked forward subconsciously, wanting to bring Zhao Mingxi home.

But Mingxi looked at his movements and took a step back.

The act of taking a step back is very hurtful.

Means-don't come near me.

Two years ago, she was a little girl who rushed towards them, but today she backed away like a stranger.

Zhao Zhanhuai and Zhao Yuning had a dull heart.

At this moment, they no longer know what to say.

...

Mingxi no longer looked at them.

Ten seconds later, Mingxi dialed the phone number in his hand.

After a while, a silver cross-country motorcycle that had never been seen before drove over. Several cars followed behind him.

With the sound of the engine humming, Fu Yangxi took off his helmet, with handsome eyebrows and arrogant red hair.

He leaned over and put a cold helmet on Mingxi's head.

Mingxi looked at him, his heart settled.

The relationship was completely broken.

A large rock on her shoulder fell to the ground. Maybe it should have been this way, she couldn't see clearly in her previous life.

But with her back to the Zhao family, her eyes were still red.

Mingxi stubbornly didn't want to admit that she was weak, she only admitted that she was sad because she wasted those eight years.

She whispered to Fu Yangxi: "Thank you."

Fu Yangxi fastened the buckle on her chin and flicked her fingertips to wipe away the flash of Zhao Mingxi's eyes without a trace.

"So happy to leave a ghost place like home?" Fu Yangxi raised her eyes and pulled the corner of her mouth to the Zhao family: "Get in the car and go."

They don’t want small masks, they belong to him.

...

In the night breeze, several people in the Zhao family were adorned with heavy rocks. Looking at the motorcycle, they broke through the wind, followed the neon lights, drove onto the bridge, and crossed the river.

Zhao Mingxi's black hair was blown by the wind, further and further away from them.

Zhao Mingxi never looked back.