"It turned out that I came to find Teacher Rong......" Zhao Xiaoxiao's back had just disappeared when such a voice sounded. And before she could finish her sentence, the woman next to her interrupted her and said, "Maybe I'm here to find Miss Zhou!"

Speaking of Zhou Ling, the expressions of the two subconsciously froze, after all, they were caught by Zhou Ling on the spot just now, and now even if they talk about Zhou Ling, they can't stop their hearts.

The eyes of the two stopped for a long time in the corridor where there was no one for a long time, and then they sat down a little discouraged, and one of them even sighed and complained: "It's really cheap for her!" What she is talking about now is naturally not Zhou Ling, but another front desk, that is, the front desk that leads Zhao Xiaoxiao.

Hearing her words, the person next to her rolled his eyes, played with his nails a little idlely, and said: "Can I miss you when I come back?" As the saying goes, those who see have a ......."

Her voice was very light, and her expression was even more leisurely, as if she didn't say this kind of thing, but the woman next to her seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and even patted her head and exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of it!"

They continued to talk about whether Zhao Xiaoxiao was looking for Zhou Ling or Rong Zheng, and Rong Zheng on the other end also found a stool and brought it to the storage room. As soon as he put the stool next to Zhou Ling, Zhou Ling's body shook, as if he had just reacted that Rong Zheng was back.

"What are you thinking about?" Rong Zheng saw Zhou Ling's thoughtful appearance, and asked with concern while sitting next to her. What he was most worried about was that Zhou Ling was still worried about the things at the front desk before, after all, it was impossible for ordinary people to let go of this kind of thing easily.

Rong Zheng's voice sounded in Zhou Ling's ears, Zhou Ling completely withdrew her thoughts, she looked at Rong Zheng, shook her head with a smile, and said, "It's nothing, Zhao Xiaoxiao has arrived." The reason why she was in a daze at such a time was just a little thinking after hanging up Zhao Xiaoxiao's phone.

She was wondering if Zhao Xiaoxiao really used the message sent by Wang Ming to make a deal with her, and whether she would agree to Zhao Xiaoxiao's request before. To be honest, she has rejected Zhao Xiaoxiao more than once, but for a woman like Zhao Xiaoxiao, it doesn't work very well to refuse as tactfully as she did before.

That's why things are gradually becoming like this, and she doesn't know how to get rid of Zhao Xiaoxiao's headache quickly and decisively.

"She's here?" Rong Zheng subconsciously frowned, turned his head and looked in the direction of the door. When he came in, he closed the door with his hand, because he didn't have a class at this time, so he planned to be alone with Zhou Ling for a while.

He didn't expect Zhao Xiaoxiao to come so early. It seems that Zhao Xiaoxiao is really impatient.

Before his eyes touched the door, there was a knock on the door, followed by a crisp female voice, "Teacher Rong, there is a Miss Zhao here who wants to find you......"

The front desk shouted inside as it knocked on the door. To make sure she could hear inside, she even got some of the doors closer. At this time, she also felt that it was extremely witty for her to ask the name of the eldest lady next to her in the corridor.

It's just that compared to the courtesy of the front desk, Zhao Xiaoxiao's face at this time is not very good.

She raised her hand, and was about to push the door directly. The front desk quickly stopped her, "Miss Zhao, please wait a minute......"

As soon as she stopped Zhao Xiaoxiao, she felt that the air around her was a little colder, although she was a little afraid, she still stubbornly did not let go. This storage room is now Rong Zheng's personal studio, and their boss Wen Zhuo has explained that no one is allowed to enter or leave here until Rong Zheng has permission it......

It's not that she was afraid of Wen Zhuo, but that Rong Zheng's painting was stolen last time, and after that time, Wen Zhuo even said that she would be held accountable next time, so they didn't dare to slack off.

Zhao Xiaoxiao's face was extremely ugly, and she was about to have a seizure, but the door of the storage room was suddenly opened, and the person who opened the door was naturally Rong Zheng.

Rong Zheng's gaze swept over Zhao Xiaoxiao's face coldly, and then he looked at the timid front desk reception beside Zhao Xiaoxiao, and said, "You go back, I'll just greet myself." ”

When the front desk heard Rong Zheng's words, he was relieved, and when he saw that Rong Zheng did know Zhao Xiaoxiao, he simply nodded and turned around to leave. However, after she had taken a few steps, she still sneaked a glance back.

I thought that Rong Zheng had let Zhao Xiaoxiao in, but I didn't expect that the two were still standing on both sides of the door as if they were facing each other. She wanted to take a few more looks, but she suddenly bumped into Rong Zheng's sight, only to feel a cold neck, and quickly buried her head and left.

And Zhou Ling, who was sitting in the studio, was a little strange, after the knock on the door, she was going to open the door, but Rong Zheng got up one step ahead of her, and pressed her on the stool where she was going to get up, saying that he would just open the door.

It's just that Rong Zheng went to open the door, why didn't he see anyone in for a long time?

She looked sideways, only to see Rong Zheng standing at the door with his back to her, and asked a little strangely, "Isn't it Zhao Xiaoxiao?" She happened to not see the person outside the door at this angle, so she asked out loud.

She would guess like this, also because if it was Zhao Xiaoxiao standing outside, she would not be so calm, and she might directly push Rong Zheng in.

"It's her. Rong Zheng didn't hesitate, glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao coldly, turned his head slightly to look at Zhou Ling, and said softly, "Do you want her to come in?"

Looking at his posture, if Zhou Ling didn't speak, he wouldn't let Zhao Xiaoxiao, a woman, in. But Zhou Ling's words were different, he wouldn't stop Zhao Xiaoxiao like he was now.

Zhou Ling held his forehead, simply got up and went to the door, until he saw Zhao Xiaoxiao standing at the door, he slowly lowered his hand, and Rong Zheng saw that Zhou Ling walked to the door, a little strange, but he didn't ask or stop it.

Zhao Xiaoxiao's expression changed when she saw Zhou Ling, but she hadn't found a chance to speak, so Zhou Ling raised her hand to signal her not to speak first. She wanted to say a word to Zhou Ling, but she swallowed it raw.

Zhou Ling turned to Rong Zheng after seeing Zhao Xiaoxiao's expression, Rong Zheng had never taken care of Zhao Xiaoxiao since Zhou Ling came over, and all his attention was on Zhou Ling.

At this time, seeing that Zhou Ling looked like he had something to say, he didn't urge, but looked at Zhou Ling gently, waiting for Zhou Ling to speak. Zhou Ling only felt a little hot on his face, looked at Rong Zheng and asked in a low voice, "I'll go out to talk with her?"

She was not in a decisive tone, but an inquiring tone.