When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, Zhuo Jun bade Liang Mingmin farewell.
Liang Mingmin glared at him. "Zhuo Jun, aren't you going to ask for my name and identity? "
Zhuo Zheng was disgusted by her look.
He smiled shyly. "It's not nice of me to ask for your name."
This was the only way to prove that he didn't know her identity and that he didn't ask for anything in return for saving her.
As expected, Liang Mingmin felt that Zhuo Zheng was a good person. "Although my name and identity is important, you're my savior. I don't have to be so careful with you."
"My name is Liang Mingmin, and I'm also from Northern City," she took the initiative to say.
Zhuo Zheng first nodded. "Miss Liang!"
Then, as if he had thought of something, he looked at her in shock. "You can't be Princess Zhen from Prince Jin's manor, right? "
Liang Mingmin was too famous in Northern City.
