"Okay, I respect your decision, but Sister Rong and I share the same viewpoint—if he reaches out to you, please refuse him."
Zhou Chucheng didn't intend to make decisions for Xiaolu; rather, he just felt sorry for her and didn't want her to suffer a second time.
A person who once abandoned you, if they look back, please don't give them another chance to hurt you.
"I know."
Xiaolu said then opened the car door and got out.
Three days later, she received a call from Zhu Jingxuan.
Xiaolu hesitated for a moment but still chose to answer it.
"Sister, it's Yangyang."
The voice of Zhu Chenyang came through the phone.
This was the person in the world who shared the same blood as her.
Xiaolu could hate Zhu Jingxuan and Yu Lingling, but she couldn't hate this innocent person.
"Yangyang, hi."
Xiaolu still didn't know how to get along with this younger brother.
