Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Misunderstanding Deepens

Rong Zheng's heart went up and down like a roller coaster, and the whole person rose and fell because of Zhou Ling's words.

even deeply regretted, regretting that he shouldn't have dragged her out in front of so many people just now, and even regretted that he scratched her wrist!

He couldn't wait to punch himself, Zhou Ling must have been so angry with himself that he would say something like that.

When he arrived at the place, he didn't see Zhou Ling's figure, but there were still many empty beer bottles left under the bench, which seemed to prove that someone existed here.

Rong Zheng hurriedly made a phone call, but the other party never responded. He was so anxious to die, where could Zhou Ling go at such a late hour?

And she drank so much and was delirious, where could she go?

Rong Zheng was at a loss for what to do, and he couldn't wait to beat himself up.

If she hadn't made Zhou Lingqi just now, she wouldn't have been so sad, and this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

Just as he was about to despair, his cell phone rang.

His first reaction was that Zhou Ling replied to his text message, but at first glance, it was a photo sent by Xiaoxi.

The photo was blurry because it was not downloaded, but looking at the outline, Rong Zheng vaguely felt that this was Zhou Ling. So he clicked on the picture and clicked to download, and a clear appearance of a man and a woman came into view.

Zhou Ling was picked up by Ma Wei, and his whole face was buried in his chest, and he looked very dependent.

There seemed to be a satisfied and happy smile on the corner of her mouth, and the two of them looked so compatible.

This picture stung Rong Zheng deeply, his heartbeat missed a few beats, and he only felt that he was about to suffocate.

Scold...... Sure enough, it was he who was passionate.

He stared at his phone stupidly, even though his exposed fingers were frozen and stiff.

After a long time, Xiaoxi posted another one.

"Brother Zheng, are you okay, just now at the banquet, my sister-in-law came back and picked up the bag and left, and it didn't take long for Ma Wei to leave. ”

The meaning of Xiaoxi's words is self-evident.

In fact, Xiao Xi was also there at the table just now, but the scene was too embarrassing and Xiao Xi didn't say anything.

She wished she could see that woman make a fool of herself!

She happened to pass by here at the end of the party, and it turned out that she actually discovered such a scene!

Xiao Xi immediately took out his mobile phone, hid in the dark and took a photo of the two people, and then sent it to Rong Zheng.

Hmph, she sees how this woman can explain this time this time!

No man can stand being cuckolded! As long as she is relieved by understanding at that time, Rong Zheng will not be obediently bait!

Rong Zheng didn't want to reply to her, because Xiao Xi knew Zhou Ling's malice, and he didn't like it either.

Unable to wait for Rong Zheng's reply for a long time, Xiao Xi wondered, hadn't he received the news yet? Otherwise, why didn't he react at all?

"Brother Zheng, I seem to have heard my sister-in-law say just now that if it weren't for Rong Zheng, the two of us would have been together a long time ago. ”

Since there are not enough photos, Xiaoxi decides to add more fire!

This sentence completely exploded in Rong Zheng's heart! I see! It was because she pitied herself that she was with her! He became the one who broke up the two of them?

Did she really never like herself!

At this moment, Rong Zheng's mobile phone rang again, and it turned out to be Feng Aishan calling.

Rong Zheng answered the phone. But because of what he said to Zhou Ling just now, his tone still didn't soften.

"Hey, Rong Zheng, where did you go? Let me tell you, I sold that painting for you, and Mr. Liu bid 10 million. This is a sky-high price for a young man like you, and I told you that when I am seven and you three, you will also make a lot of money, right?"

Sold to Mr. Liu?

The person who treats Xiao Ling as that kind of woman and flirts with her, Rong Zheng is a hundred unwilling! He even feels disgusted and disgusted at the thought that his painting is going to be handed over to him!

"I don't agree! Anyone can sell this painting, but not to him!"

Feng Aishan was furious, "Do you know what you're talking about? If it weren't for me, would you think you could go to the sky in one step and sell a painting for 10 million? Who is Mr. Liu, who offended Mr. Liu, will you be in this circle in the future?"

"My paintings, don't sell them to him!" Rong Zheng was unusually persistent, and repeated one sentence firmly, that is, he would not let go and sell it to him.

Feng Aishan sneered, "Young man, I advise you to look in the mirror more. Don't float! Do you think you're really such a genius? Do you really think that if someone praises you, you're a celebrity? Let me tell you, if someone is willing to spend money to praise you, you're a genius, and if there is no one, then you're just a piece of mud and nothing! And let me tell you, I have already negotiated with Mr. Liu about this painting. You have no room to refuse!"

After speaking, Feng Aishan immediately hung up the phone.

Love and career were all hit on the same day, and Rong Zheng only felt tired like never before.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, and he didn't know if there was any point in holding on.

He desperately wanted to give Zhou Ling a good life, but it turned out to be like this, and the most ridiculous thing was that Zhou Ling didn't like him at all.

"Brother Zheng, don't be sad, I will accompany you!"

Xiao Xi didn't know when he appeared behind Rong Zheng and covered him with a dress.

"Can you go drink with me?"

Rong Zheng didn't look up, even if a passerby came to drink with him now, he wouldn't refuse.

The successive blows of the day have already left him with no skin, perhaps only wine...... to paralyze his nerves.

Xiao Xi was simply ecstatic, how could he disagree?

She suppressed her joy and nodded, "Brother Zheng, I'll accompany you!"

Rong Zheng staggered up, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and his eyes that were once firm and bright were now also dull and dull.

In the bar, the noise is deafening, and under the dim lights on the dance floor, there are confused and ambiguous young people.

But Rong Zheng seems to be a touch of calm in the downtown area, which is out of place.

He poured wine glass by glass, deaf to Xiaoxi's words. He also turned a blind eye to the women who came to talk to him.

Wen Zhuo in the box was drinking with Song Minghao, and suddenly swept outside and shook a figure. Wen Zhuo was stunned, and then frowned slightly.

That man...... It seems to be Rong Zheng, but the woman next to him is not Zhou Ling?

"What are you looking at?"

Song Minghao followed Wen Zhuo's line of sight and saw a lost soul walking over.

"That person is the Rong Zheng you said?" Wen Zhuo nodded, his expression a little solemn.

How much Rong Zheng likes Zhou Ling, he sees it in his eyes, so he knows very well that he can't come out to drink with other women for no reason.