The scream of the woman next to her who shook her eardrums successfully brought Zhou Ling back to her senses from her stunnedness.

She didn't even have time to react to why Rong Zheng appeared in this place, so Rong Zheng and Song Xingyan scuffled together.

Song Xingyan also fought back with his fists after reacting, and the two scuffled together in an instant, and others couldn't pull it away.

Although Rong Zheng's figure is relatively thin, he is like an angry lion at this time, like a calm lake setting off thousands of waves.

After a while, both of them had different degrees of injuries on their faces.

Zhou Linggang wanted to go up and pull the frame, but suddenly someone grabbed him tightly with his arm, and Zhao Jiyue's disdainful and mocking voice came from his ears.

"You'd better stop a little bit, you culprit. I said, you are not worthy of Rong Zheng! This time I was seen by Rong Zheng with my own eyes, I want to see how you explain your water-based poplar flower, morning and evening!"

The warm breath with a slight smell of alcohol hit her face, but it made Zhou Qi feel cold.

She turned her head and saw the dining table just in time.

There were still unfinished dishes on the table, and it turned out that Rong Zheng came out with Zhao Jiyue today.

This made Zhou Ling's worried and panicked mood calm down instantly.

Although she is here to return the favor today, this kind of picture is indeed easy to cause misunderstanding when Rong Zheng bumps into it.

This is her fault, but she doesn't have any idea of what to do with Song Xingyan from the bottom of her heart.

What she wants to do is to draw a line with Song Xingyan from now on.

But what about Rong Zheng?

knew that she and Zhao Jiyue had irreconcilable contradictions, especially because of himself, but he still hid from her and came out to eat with Zhao Jiyue.

This realization made Zhou Ling's originally apologetic heart "chuckle" and fell to the bottom.

"It's not your turn to tell Rong Zheng and me. She sneered coldly, and pulled her hand out hard.

"It's not as good as you, towards Qin Dusk, hooking up three and four. I don't care if you go to seduce Song Xingyan, but you are clearly a water-based Yanghua person, and you still want to hang Rong Zheng to do this and that for you, I have a reason to interfere! I forgot to tell you, what I want to get, I have never missed!"

Zhou Ling didn't bother to explain to her, even if she had a conflict with Rong Zheng, she couldn't watch things get big now.

She shook off Zhao Jiyue's clamp and rushed forward to try to turn the two over.

The two of them were red-eyed, and at this time, Zhou Ling suddenly rushed over and couldn't hold it for a while, and Rong Zheng's fist smashed on the shoulder of Zhou Ling, who came to persuade him.

The huge impact made Zhou Ling take several steps back, and it was inconvenient to walk around in a long dress and high heels. In the process of retreating, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his skirt and fell to the dining table next to him.

The arm that kept waving for balance knocked over the plate on the dining table, and the back of the hand was instantly cut by a long wound from the broken porcelain.

Blood flowed from the wound, a stark contrast to her excessively fair skin.

Song Xingyan was shocked and angry when he found Zhou Ling's hand first, and pushed him aside and rushed to Zhou Ling's side as soon as he used his strength.

Rong Zheng was stunned in place, and even Song Xingyan pushed him and didn't fight back, looking at the injured Zhou Ling with some blankness.

"Where is the injury, show me!"

Song Xingyan forcefully broke Zhou Ling's wrist and saw a long wound, and his shoulder was even redder.

He touched it carefully, and Zhou Ling immediately gasped in pain, and his delicate facial features wrinkled together.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Zhou Ling blocked Song Xingyan's outstretched hand with her other movable hand, and she turned her eyes for help to Rong Zheng.

But Rong Zheng still stood motionless, with his head down, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a child who made a mistake and waited for criticism but refused to take the initiative to admit his mistake, stubborn and contradictory.

Feeling Zhou Ling's eyes, he instinctively stepped forward to pick up Zhou Ling and take her to the hospital, but was stopped by Zhao Jiyue, who noticed it faster.

"Rong Zheng, you still don't want to go over now. You've just hurt her, and she's going to be very angry with you right now. Your passing at this time will only add fuel to the fire. I'll take you back to treat your wounds first, and the two of you will calm down. Then you come back and apologize to her. ”

Zhao Jiyue said bitterly, looking like she was completely thinking about the two of them,

These words successfully retracted the foot that Rong Zheng wanted to step out, he glanced at Zhou Ling deeply, his eyes were complicated, and finally turned his head and left here with Zhao Jiyue.

Zhou Ling didn't want to believe the scene in front of him at all, did he want to leave her injured and leave by himself?

How much resentment is this against her to be like this?

She sneered, a taunt on her lips. Pursing his red lips, he watched Rong Zheng walk away step by step, but he was unwilling to leave him behind.

At this moment, her heart was as cold as autumn rain.

The wind rises, but it doesn't make any waves.

"I'll take you to the hospital, your wound is too big to be treated in time. Song Xingyan stretched out his hand to Zhou Ling again.

"No, I don't. ”

Zhou Ling refused again, her expression was indifferent, and her tone was unfamiliar, as if she was talking to a stranger.

She stood up little by little with the dining table next to her, and the slightest exertion in her swollen palms was like a pain.

Even so, she didn't ask for help, tore off the ridiculous and uninhibited mask, and limped away.

But the push just now not only caused her arm to be scratched, but also twisted her ankle, and the whole instep was swollen high, making her walk staggeringly. It's like you're going to fall in the next second.

Song Xingyan's hand hung down weakly, and he smiled bitterly, lonely and unwilling.

Even so, she is not willing to accept her overtures?

She was using her actions to tell him that there would be no possibility between them.

A sense of unwillingness, a strong unwillingness, suddenly rose in his heart.

Why can she rely on Rong Zheng so much, but she is unwilling to give him the slightest chance?

He is worse than Rong Zheng?

Song Xingyan chased after Zhou Ling in three steps and two steps, and without saying a word, he directly picked up his waist and walked out of the door in great strides.

"You put it down!"

Zhou Ling's brows furrowed, and he kept struggling to get out of his embrace, obviously on the verge of anger.

"Don't move, I'll leave on my own when I'm in the hospital!"

"I don't need it, you let me down!"

Zhou Ling forcibly held back the anger in his heart and repeated it again in an extremely indifferent voice.

She never needed it, but why didn't this person understand?

She is a person, can't she make decisions of her own will?