Along the way, Zhou Ling's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. His eyes were full of irritability and impatience, and the corners of his mouth were about to fall to the ground.

When she arrived at the police station, she directly found the police officers and followed them to the interrogation room.

Rong Zheng and Zhou Yiran sat on each side, and both of them had several colors on their faces, and they were injured to varying degrees, and they were very embarrassed.

But the eyes of the two of them were unwilling to bow their heads, and they had a feeling of being tired of seeing each other.

Rong Zheng is okay, he can't see any emotion on his expressionless face, only the cold eyes let people know that he is not very happy now.

Zhou Yiran's eyes were about to protrude from his sockets, as if Rong Zheng was his enemy.

To Zhou Ling's surprise, there was also a person sitting next to Rong Zheng - Zhao Jiyue.

At this time, she had already changed into the clothes she was wearing, and she didn't know where she bought the medicine from, and was helping Rong Zheng deal with some small wounds.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ling's heart felt very uncomfortable inexplicably.

"Sister, you are finally here, these two people are so shameless, they were caught and raped by me on the spot, and they still don't restrain themselves. It's so shameless at the police station!"

As soon as Zhou Yiran saw Zhou Ling coming, it was like a child who had lost a fight and found his parents, and his waist stiffened suddenly, pointing at Rong Zheng and Zhao Jiyue and indignantly began to complain.

Rong Zheng's eyes were heavy, and when he saw Zhou Ling, his body turned outward, just avoiding Zhao Jiyue to apply medicine on his face.

He stood up and walked to the other side of Zhou Ling, not to be outdone, looked at Zhou Yiran, his thin red lips pursed into a straight line without saying a word, his big hand grabbed Zhou Ling's wrist and refused to let go, and his whole body was bubbling with cold air.

"You let me go! You shameless man is looking for a mistress, and now you are selling in front of my sister to curry favor, do you want to be shameless?"

Zhou Yiran was very angry, and directly reached out to pull Rong Zheng's hand, but after a few pulls, he saw that his palm was still not moving, as if it had grown in Zhou Ling's flesh.

At the moment, he was even more angry, rushed forward and grabbed Rong Zheng's collar that had been torn out of shape, and raised his hand to punch him again.

"You still want to make trouble?"

Before the fist fell, I saw Zhou Ling's extremely gloomy face, as if it was covered with a haze that could not be dispersed.

Especially in the pair of dark and bright pupils, there seemed to be two flames faintly burning.

The tone of the question was smooth and did not have a trace of ups and downs, but it made people feel the anger contained in it even more.

Zhou resolutely shrank his neck, and his arrogant arrogance was suddenly defeated in Zhou Ling's indifferent commentary, and he returned to his position in disgrace.

The corners of Rong Zheng's mouth bent up almost invisibly, and there was a little starlight in the pupils that were as heavy as ink, like the Milky Way reflected in the sky in the pale blue lake.

Zhou Ling turned his head and saw that Rong Zheng was still in the mood to laugh, and gritted his teeth angrily.

"Should you explain to me what's going on?"

Her eyes swept over Zhao Jiyue, who was sitting on the stool, but she saw that the latter was arrogant, even in this situation, she didn't seem to be willing to admit defeat, like a peacock with a fantail.

Zhou Ling was keenly aware of the difference in Zhao Jiyue's temperament, and he had seen her chic and unrestrained, clean and neat, especially in art, and she was completely a painter with a very high artistic accomplishment.

But today is different, her beauty suddenly has a edge, with attack power, and even she can feel a lot of hostility towards her on Zhao Jiyue.

Hostility? The only source of hostility between them is probably only Rong Zheng.

A woman's intuition is sometimes really accurate, and when Rong Zheng didn't realize this, Zhou Ling had already noticed that Zhao Jiyue's feelings for Rong Zheng had changed qualitatively.

Before, it was appreciation, but now it'...... It's to plunder!

However, Zhou Ling's eyes only stopped on Zhao Jiyue for a moment, then turned to Rong Zheng and looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his explanation.

Since she said that she would trust each other, she would not turn around and leave without saying a word like last time, so she gave Rong Zheng a chance to explain.

Rong Zheng's hand holding her wrist tightened, and his eyes were a little erratic.

Because of Zhou Yiran's anger, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this matter, although he could say that it was for art, but it was also a fact that he was alone with Zhao Jiyue.

Resolutely so angry, will she ...... Will you also lose your temper?

"Recently, I wanted to learn figure painting, and I needed models, but I couldn't find anyone, and you were busy. My sister came to me to be a model to help me. ”

Mannequins?

Zhou Ling finally knew why Zhou Yiran kept saying that Rong Zheng was cheating on him and looking for a junior.

Although she doesn't understand art, she has been by Rong Zheng's side for a long time, and she still knows some things.

I think it was Zhao Jiyue who wore more revealing and sexy clothes when she was a model, which made Zhou resolutely misunderstand.

When explaining, Rong Zheng's eyes were annoyed and regretful, but he had no desire, and it was as clear as autumn water.

Zhou Ling knew that what Rong Zheng said was true, but what kind of mentality did Zhao Jiyue have?

She didn't need to think about it to know that her motives were not pure, and her heart was like a stone, and she was unspeakably dull and unhappy.

Even though he knew that Rong Zheng was unintentional, but his fiancé went to paint another woman in revealing clothes, Zhou Ling was still a little unacceptable psychologically.

"Sister, he's making excuses. How can anyone paint a lonely man and a widow in the same room, and still wear such a revealing dress, this is hooligan art!"

Zhou resolutely was dissatisfied with Rong Zheng's frivolous defense, and immediately retorted.

"You still don't make enough trouble?" Hearing that Zhou Yiran was still adding fuel to the fire, Zhou Ling was even more furious, glared at Zhou Yiran with apricot eyes, and said coldly.

"Sister......

"If you have something to do when you go home, you have to make a fuss. I'll pay the money, and you two will give me a little bit of peace!"

After speaking, Zhou Ling shook his wrist and wanted to shake off Rong Zheng's hand to pay the deposit. But she shook it a few times, and Rong Zheng's palm was clenched tighter.

"I'll be with you. Rong Zheng's tone was unquestionable, and he took a step forward.

"You can't get out yet!"

Zhou Ling rolled his eyes angrily and said angrily.

But Rong Zheng was unusually persistent, Zhou Ling followed him one step at a time, and he had no intention of letting go at all.

The messy things had already made Zhou Ling irritable, and Rong Zheng was so stubborn that he didn't listen to anything at all, and the anger that had finally been suppressed a little bit suddenly jumped up again.

"It's endless, isn't it? If you don't let me go, you'll all spend the night in the detention center tonight!" she raised her voice an octave, and her face turned slightly red with anger.