Zhou Lingqi rushed out of the door, and regretted why he bothered with Zhao Xiaoxiao.

She just had enough to eat and be idle before she had anything to do with these two people!

She originally thought that Song Xingyan was different, he was fair, and he would not look at people with colored glasses.

Most importantly, he doesn't feel superior because of his status, and he can give others the same respect and courtesy.

But it turned out that she was wrong, and she was wrong.

Song Xingyan is essentially no different from Bai Xiao and Zhao Xiaoxiao.

They are people of the world and have capital that can despise others.

In the living room, Song Xingyan looked at Zhou Ling's figure rushing out of the door with some confusion.

It only took a moment to realize that something was wrong, and I was annoyed that I didn't choose what to say, but I didn't catch up.

He didn't know why he was so angry when he heard that Zhou Ling was going to pay him back, and he said that sentence with a fever in his brain.

When he was buying clothes, he just didn't want her to have such a heavy psychological burden, so he asked people to take off the tag.

But she opened her mouth to give money, did he lack this money?

It was almost twelve o'clock now, and Zhou Ling wandered the deserted streets.

Even taxis were rare at this time, and she sat on the side of the road in a daze.

Suddenly, my heart couldn't stop being sour, and the feeling of being ashamed of myself hit me like a tide.

Not only low self-esteem, but also unwillingness.

Unwilling to pay for so many years, it is not comparable to the innate superior conditions of others.

I don't want her to work so hard, but she can't reach one ten-thousandth of those people.

Bai Xiao's arrogance, Zhao Xiaoxiao's disdain, these were like a knife piercing her chest.

In the eyes of these people, poverty is her original sin.

Because she doesn't have a good family background, she doesn't have money to squander.

So she has to be inferior, and she has to be targeted everywhere.

Zhou Ling suddenly felt that he was so tired, like duckweed wandering in the sea, he couldn't hold on and indulge.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, it was a call from Rong Zheng.

Zhou Ling collected his thoughts, and as soon as he answered the phone, he heard Rong Zheng's angry voice over there.

"Where are you? Why haven't you come back so late? Why don't you answer my phone, do you know I'm worried about you?"

Hearing familiar words, even if it was blame, Zhou Ling heard the strong concern in it.

In an instant, all the grievances overturned the river and Haiti struck, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

She was crying silently on the other end of the phone, and Rong Zheng was worried to death.

But for a long time, he couldn't hear Zhou Ling's response, but heard a suppressed low sob.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Where are you now, I'll pick you up." ”

Zhou Ling reported his location intermittently, and just as he wanted to hang up the phone, he heard Rong Zheng say, "Don't hang up, wait for me to pick you up." ”

His unique deep voice, with its eagerness and proprietary domineering, is so reassuring.

Rong Zheng is probably her only warmth in this strange city.

It's like the stars shining at night, but none of them belong to her.

And the stove that warmed her, although sometimes grumpy, still used his way to give her a little comfort.

The wind at night is quiet and cool, just like Zhou Ling's mood gradually calming down, no one knows in this empty street.

After receiving the position, Rong Zheng almost didn't waste a minute, and drove over in a hurry.

He heard the quieter and quieter sobs on the phone, but his heart grew more and more anxious.

As if he was roasted on a fire, he couldn't wait to reach Zhou Ling's side in an instant and ask her what had happened.

"Little Spirit?"

Rong Zheng's tentative shout came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of trembling and urgency that he tried to hide.

"I'm here. ”

Zhou Ling only felt a little funny, but he felt warm.

Although Rong Zheng's temper is sometimes really annoying, and his personality is stubborn and irritable, he is the only one who genuinely cares about himself.

Hearing that Zhou Ling's tone returned to normal, Rong Zheng's anxious mood finally calmed down a little.

stepped on the accelerator all the way to Zhou Ling, and even ran several red lights on the road.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no traffic police standing guard late at night, Rong Zheng would definitely get into trouble again.

"What's wrong with you?"

After Rong Zheng got out of the car, he walked in front of Zhou Ling and couldn't wait to ask.

But she keenly noticed that Zhou Ling's clothes had changed, and the clothes she wore out this morning were nowhere to be seen.

Rong Zheng's eyes darkened, his heart sank, and all kinds of conjectures overflowed from his mind.

But he still pretended to be calm and did not change his face.

"It's fine, I'm in some trouble. Let's go home. ”

Seeing that Zhou Ling didn't explain the clothes on his body, Rong Zheng opened his mouth, and finally swallowed it back into his stomach.

He was full of doubts in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't ask more about this situation, so he nodded with a calm face.

Song Xingyan, who came out of the house because he was worried about Zhou Ling, happened to see Rong Zheng coming to pick up Zhou Ling.

During the whole process, Zhou Ling didn't look back.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and turned to leave.

If he doesn't know what happened to him at this time, he's an idiot.

It's just that he doesn't understand, so many excellent women, or so many willing women, how can he fall in love with Zhou Ling?

A woman who had only met a few times, and had been so embarrassed to see her a few times.

But he still felt like crazy, and he had an incredible affection for her.

To be precise, it should be that he came out of the bathroom and saw Zhou Ling, who was splashed with coffee, but his eyes were stubborn and he refused to admit defeat.

Since then, he has had a good impression of it.

It's ironic, there are many people who are better than her, but he has a crush on a woman who already has a boyfriend.

Rong Zheng was even more irritable than when he came, desperate to know what happened to Zhou Ling and what was going on with the clothes on her body.

But knowing that Zhou Ling deliberately kept his mouth shut, he was definitely unwilling to tell him.

Zhou Ling opened the window and looked outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

That night breeze blew, and bursts of fragrance made Rong Zheng's heart sink even more.

The smell of shower gel at home and the smell of Zhou Ling's perfume are all too familiar to him.

This unfamiliar aroma indicates that Zhou Ling has taken a bath elsewhere and then changed into this dress.

Although he didn't understand the clothes on her body, he also knew the logo on the clothes. It was a brand that Zhou Ling often looked at but was reluctant to buy.

Only then did he remember that the place where he went to pick up Zhou Ling seemed to be a community.

And it's an upscale neighborhood.

Coupled with Zhou Ling's suppressed sobbing voice just now, all these elements added together to make Rong Zheng dare not think about it anymore.

He was afraid that the answer was something he didn't want to hear, but he desperately wanted to know the truth.