Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 492 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 10

The clouds drifted slowly, the sun set in the west, and the school bell rang. Zhao Zhao packed his schoolbag at a leisurely pace, dragging a chair beside him. Shen Xinghe, with his bag slung over one shoulder, looked down at him with his eyes slightly lowered.

Zhao Zhao ignored him and calmly walked past him. Then, footsteps sounded behind him, and someone grabbed his wrist.

"Remember to accept my friend request." The wrist beneath her hand was thin and slender, icy cold. Shen Xinghe's eyelashes fluttered, and she subconsciously relaxed her grip.

Zhao Zhao shook off his hand and said without turning her head, "Mm."

Shen Xinghe stared blankly at his indifferent back once again. One by one, the students in the classroom left, leaving him standing there in a daze.

Coming to his senses, thinking about Zhao Zhao's extremely cold attitude towards him, he became angrier and angrier, and suddenly kicked the table.

"Shen Xinghe".

A familiar voice suddenly rang out from outside the classroom. Shen Xinghe looked up with a grim expression and honestly called out, "Brother."

The boy at the entrance was tall and slender, with a neat uniform adorned with an exquisite badge bearing the words "President" in red. The dappled sunlight cast shadows on his clean and refined face, adding a touch of sanctity to his outstanding appearance.

The visitor was Shen Xinghe's older brother, Shen Chilin. As the president of the school's student council, he was undoubtedly outstanding in every aspect, forming a stark contrast with Shen Xinghe.

"Get out here." The words spoken by the young man, despite his gentle appearance, were exceptionally cold. Shen Xinghe looked at his brother, who had his hands in his pockets and a cold expression, and slowly moved out. The next second, his questioning words came crashing down on him.

"Why didn't you go to a meeting at the company yesterday, as your father asked you to sit in on it?"

"I don't understand, I don't want to go... Besides, aren't you here?" Shen Xinghe's arrogance didn't dare to show in front of him at all, and his momentum was greatly weakened when facing him.

"If you don't understand, you should study even more."

"You don't understand investing, you don't understand the family business, and your academic performance is terrible. What can you possibly do?!"

Looking at his younger brother, who was half a head shorter than him, Shen Chilin's eyes flashed with disappointment. "Also, last time I gave you a million to invest, and you ended up losing ten million. It really opened my eyes."

Shen Xinghe didn't dare to speak. He silently looked up and saw that Shen Chilin's face had turned pale with anger. He whispered, "Did you bring the medicine?"

His brother was born with a heart condition and cannot tolerate large emotional fluctuations.

But every time he meets me, he seems to get excited.

Students were moving around intermittently in the corridor, all casting glances at them.

"This is not the place to discipline your younger brother," Shen Chilin said coldly, his face pale. "Come to the company with me."

With a long face, Shen Xinghe walked with Shen Chilin on the campus road, replying to his brother's words in a half-hearted manner.

"How's your study group leader?" Shen Chilin asked.

The study group program was a student support activity discussed by the student council. Shen Linchi had a bit of ulterior motives and specifically instructed that the top student in the grade be paired with Shen Xinghe.

Shen Xinghe paused, thinking of the aloof boy, and said irritably, "Extremely good." His grades were undeniable, but he was just too cold.

He had never been mistreated by any of these people in his life, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

“Well, if your grades improve, I’ll pay him on your behalf.” Shen Chilin believed in an equal exchange; he was willing to pay money in return for the effort others put into his brother.

"What's his name."

"Xie Huaizhao..."

"Oh, I see."

Looking at Shen Xinghe's still casual back, Shen Chilin's expression turned somber.

The Shen family needs a healthy heir, but unfortunately, their only younger brother is so incapable of shouldering the responsibility.

On the other side, Zhao Zhao, unaware that he was being talked about, continued to concentrate on his part-time job organizing books in the library. When someone blocked his way, he looked up, his expression puzzled and impatient.

"What's your decision?" the visitor asked in a flippant tone.

The tone and mannerisms seemed familiar, and Zhao Zhao had a vague impression of him, but he didn't intend to pay any attention to him.

He turned and left without hesitation. The person behind him tried to grab him, but Zhao Zhao dodged him.

"Get lost." He was annoyed.

The boy, who had been smiling, changed his expression upon seeing this. He stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Zhao's collar without any politeness, arrogantly saying, "It's your honor that I've taken a liking to you. Don't push your luck, Xie Huai Zhao!"

Clearly, the boy knew him.

Seeing that the boy was about to touch her, Zhao Zhao coldly slapped him, but the slap did not deter him.

Seeing that he was about to step forward again, Zhao Zhao kicked him in the stomach.

The kick wasn't stopped with force, and the boy clutched his stomach in pain. Zhao Zhao endured the leg pain and backed away, when he suddenly bumped into someone behind him. His legs went weak, and a pair of hands were placed on his arms to give him leverage.

"Thank you," he said casually, his eyes fixed on the boy who was clutching his stomach.