The article even released the so-called chat records between Hua Yin and Qiao Anya.

But Zhou Ling will see this chat record tomorrow, and only put forward Qiao Anya's question about why Hua Yin didn't marry her.

The whole article is full of eloquent rhetoric, portraying Joanya as a vicious junior who forces others to abandon their families and children.

It even said that Qiao Anya has been forcing Hua Yin to buy all kinds of luxury goods over the years.

Seeing this, Zhou Ling not only smiled contemptuously, Qiao Anya is the director of the radio station, and she doesn't know how many luxury goods she can buy with a year's salary.

Do you still have to force others to buy it?

But the public has always had a zero-tolerance attitude towards Xiao San, Zhou Ling turned to the comments below, and sure enough, it was all insults and crusades against Qiao Anya.

What's more, even Qiao Anya's family was scolded.

Hit a rake, that's what I'm talking about now,

Qiao Anya, as the victim, has not yet spoken out, but Hua Yin's side preemptively wants to beat a rake.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ling deleted some paragraphs from his article just now, and added a lot of emotional sentences.

In this situation, if we just tell everyone the truth rationally, I am afraid that everyone will not want to believe it.

Therefore, she used rhetorical questions in several places in the article to highlight Joanya's identity as a victim.

She was busy in the study late at night, and when Rong Zheng came in, she was still busy revising the manuscript.

"Not done yet?"

Rong Zheng put a glass of warm water in Zhou Ling's hand and frowned.

"Well, it's almost fine, you go to sleep first. "Zhou Ling is now almost finished.

"I'm going on a business trip with Mr. Yan tomorrow. ”

Zhou Ling's typing hand paused, "How long will it take?"

"About a month. ”

"A month? Zhou Ling frowned and asked.

Rong Zheng's eyelashes trembled, and his lips curled up a little with some pleasure, "There is an exchange meeting, go there by the way." ”

"Hmm. Zhou Ling finished revising the manuscript, turned off the computer, looked at Rong Zheng and said, "Then I'll help you clean it up." ”

With that, Zhou Ling returned to the master bedroom and prepared to pack his luggage for Rong Zheng.

It turned out that there was a suitcase standing in the room, and Rong Zheng had already packed it himself.

She was suddenly a little bored, glanced at Rong Zheng behind her, and asked in a muffled voice, "Leave tomorrow?"

"Well, time is tight, and I also received a notice today. ”

Zhou Ling opened the wardrobe, looked at the stacked scarves, and muttered, "I've heard that it will cool down in a few days, why don't you bring a scarf?"

Then, Zhou Ling picked up a few scarves and reopened Rong Zheng's suitcase.

Inside, there were only a few pieces of clothing, more brushes and paints.

She suddenly sank her face and took out the paints, "You can buy more paints over there, bring a few pieces of clothes, you are not afraid of freezing to death." ”

Rong Zheng didn't stop Zhou Ling from taking out the things he painted one by one, and then stuffed several pieces of clothes.

What kind of sweater, jacket and scarf, and even put on the toilet toilet.

"These things are available in the hotel. ”

"The hotel was disposable, uncomfortable to use, and the towels were not clean. ”

Zhou Ling glanced at him angrily, and the movements of his subordinates did not stop.

There was a fire in her heart, and she felt uncomfortable when she thought that Rong Zheng was going to leave tomorrow, and she would be so long gone.

The news was too sudden, and she was caught off guard.

And she has to help Joanya deliver documents tomorrow, which means that she can't send him to the airport.

So she was busy packing this and that, and finally the suitcase couldn't fit enough so she sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face.

"Sorry for the rush. ”

Rong Zheng sat next to Zhou Ling, with apologies in his tone.

"Why don't you consult with me and decide for yourself. ”

Zhou Ling cared about this, why didn't Rong Zheng discuss it with him as soon as he knew the news?

Instead, he decided on his own initiative and only told her now.

"There are many famous painters participating in this exchange meeting, and many famous paintings will be exhibited. The teacher's meaning is also to let me learn more in the past. Rong Zheng explained honestly.

"Are you afraid that I won't agree, so that's why you put it off telling me until now?"

Could it be that in her eyes, she is this kind of person with a small belly and chicken intestines, who doesn't know the general situation?

"No, I just don't want you to worry about my business. ”

Originally, Rong Zheng's first reaction after getting the news today was to tell Zhou Ling, but at this time, Zhou Ling sent a text message saying that there was something wrong with her side and asked him to pick her up at night.

He was a little tired when he heard Zhou Ling's voice, and he couldn't bear to let his affairs bother her anymore, so he dragged it out until now.

In fact, it was only a few hours, and when Yan Yishan told him, he was also surprised.

Zhou Ling sighed, "Go to bed early, aren't you going to catch a plane tomorrow morning?"

Her anger came and went quickly, but in fact, it was just suddenly unacceptable.

The next morning, both of them got up early.

Zhou Ling sent Rong Zheng to the door, and before he had time to say goodbye, he had to rush to the company to get Qiao Anya's documents.

A lot of reporters in the Joanya community have dispersed, but there are still a few who are persistently staying here.

Before coming, Qiao Anya specially instructed these reporters to stop her again, to tell them about the press station tomorrow.

Sure enough, these reporters surrounded Zhou Ling when they saw him, and Zhou Ling could only patiently explain to them, saying that Qiao would always hold a press conference in person tomorrow to explain the truth.

Those reporters wanted to dig up more news, but Zhou Ling was silent about other things.

When he came to Qiao Anya's house, Zhou Ling saw a man standing at the door.

When he got closer, Zhou Ling saw his appearance clearly, wasn't it Hua Yin?

What is he here for?

Ignoring him, Zhou Ling stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Mr. Qiao, I'm Zhou Ling." ”

After a while, a crack opened in the door, "You come in first." ”

After Zhou Ling entered, Hua Yin also wanted to follow Zhou Ling to squeeze in, but was shut out by Qiao Anya with a "bang".

"Xiaoya, you let me in, I have something to tell you. ”

Qiao Anya's expression was cold, and she turned around and entered the room without listening.

"Mr. Qiao, this is the document you want, as well as the manuscript. ”

Qiao Anya opened the manuscript and skimmed through it roughly, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's well written." ”

"Mr. Qiao, what is he here for?"

After doing such a thing, he still dared to come, wasn't he afraid of Qiao Anya's revenge?

"He wanted me to be silent. Joanya's smile was sarcastic.

Zhou Ling was speechless when he heard this, and this man was too brazen.

At this time, do you dare to lick your face and come over to keep Joanya silent?

Isn't this asking her to admit the infamy of this junior?