Zhou Yiran was intently reading the magazine, when he suddenly heard two women passing by him one by one, and then went to the coffee machine not far away.

Teacher Rong's three sensitive words suddenly caught Zhou Yiran's attention. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the gossip of the two women.

"We haven't seen this, so it's hard to say. The woman who spoke first said.

"The two of them have been alone all afternoon, what else can they do!"

"Oh, after all, people teach painting, maybe the woman is a model?"

Another woman pursed her lips, "I still believe in others, but I don't believe Rong Zheng." How long did you say that his studio was not tightly closed, and no one could enter and leave his studio except Mr. Wen? It's been so long, have you ever seen a model enter and leave his studio?"

"Eh, I heard that after Xiao Xi stole his painting last time, he changed the door lock to a smart lock, and only his and Mr. Wen's fingerprints can be unlocked. I don't know who and his privileges, he is the only one in the company who has an independent studio, and the door lock is different from other people's!"

"No, who made the family famous now. I heard that the company is going to take a picture of him as a promotional photo!"

"Eh, why do you think Mr. Wen is so good to him? Could it be that they are relatives?"

"Let me tell you, when Mr. Wen was a director in another company before, I heard that Rong Zheng's current fiancée is still Mr. Wen's girlfriend!"

"Oh my God, the relationship is too messy!"

"Do you know, I recently heard that Mr. Wen was taken care of! I once saw Mr. Wen's sports car with an old woman wearing heavy makeup!"

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What is the gossip in the back Zhou Yiran didn't hear it clearly, but after hearing that Rong Zheng and a woman, a lonely man and a widow had been together for so long.

He felt that his brain was hot, and the flames in his eyes jumped up.

I threw the magazine on the table and rushed straight inside.

"Eh, there are still students in class, you can't go in without an appointment!"

The front desk hurriedly came over and wanted to stop Zhou Yiran, but the physical strength of the two people was not proportional at all, and they were suddenly pushed away by Zhou Yiran and broke in.

Zhou resolutely searched like a headless fly for a while and finally found the studio, but there were more than a dozen studios on this floor, and he didn't know which one was.

He suddenly remembered that the two women had said that Rong Zheng's studio had a smart lock, which was different from other studios.

So he went to look for a different lock, and sure enough, he found a studio with a smart lock.

Rong Zheng's painting had come to an end, and he was painting when he was suddenly interrupted by a rapid and loud knock on the door.

His face was impatient and a little annoyed, but because the door kept knocking, it was very annoying, so he calmly went over to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a black figure suddenly entered.

As soon as Zhou Yiran came in, he hurriedly checked, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Jiyue lying on the sofa and half-covered with a cloth.

Suddenly he was angry, his eyes were red, and he grabbed Rong Zheng's collar and asked angrily, "You actually dare to find Xiaosan, are you worthy of my sister by doing this?"

Rong Zheng was stunned by the question, and just as he wanted to explain, Zhou Yiran's fist hit his face mercilessly.

After beating him, he took several steps back, Zhou Yiran was still angry, rushed up and grabbed him by the collar and pressed him to the ground, scolding while beating, "You shameless man! Eat from the bowl and look at the pot! Do you want to be shameless?"

"My sister is so good to you and protects you so much. It's good that you're here with the junior and you, where did you put my sister? Do you still have my sister in your eyes?"

"Bully my sister, I will make you regret coming to this world!"

Zhao Jiyue was obviously frightened by this battle, and sat up suddenly, just about to go to the rack, and suddenly remembered that she was only wearing a bandeau and underwear.

could only sit back stupidly, looking at Rong Zheng anxiously.

"Who are you? Why do you beat people without saying anything?"

"Shut up for me, you shameless junior! Why don't you do it, you have to be a junior? Do you still have courtesy, righteousness and shame? Are you ashamed?"

As soon as Zhao Jiyue asked two questions, she was scolded by Zhou Yiran one after another, and her face turned blue and red for a while.

"Okay, I'm just painting, my senior sister is my model, Zhou Yiran thinks too much!"

Rong Zheng finally recovered from the pain, clamped Zhou Yiran's fist, and got up from his confinement as soon as he turned over.

Zhou Yiran didn't expect Rong Zheng to look thin and weak, and his strength was so great that he almost fell down after being turned over by him.

Hearing Rong Zheng's defense, he sneered disdainfully, "Phew, hooligan art! Draw a picture, do you have to take it off like that? Say that you two have nothing to do with each other, you treat me as a fool?"

Zhou resolutely shifted his gaze to the painting again, and the woman in the painting was so lifelike that it made him even more angry.

He walked directly past the two of them and reached out to rip the drawing off the drawing board.

"Tear up!"

The studio suddenly became much quieter, and it seemed that even the air began to freeze.

Zhou resolutely was angry, and after tearing the painting into snowflake-like pieces, he threw it to the ground and stepped on it several times.

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, my sister won't be able to bully you! A man like you is not worthy of my sister, get out of here as soon as possible!"

Rong Zheng's face was completely gloomy, a storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes, and his delicate face seemed to be frosted.

"Say it again!"

Rong Zheng rushed up, grabbed Zhou Yiran's collar, and went up and punched directly.

Before Zhou Yiran finished his anger, he saw Rong Zheng actually rushing up and beating him. Not to be outdone at the moment, the two of them scuffled together in an instant.

The front desk that came to stop Zhou Resolute from entering at the door was also stunned at the door, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

It was the first time she had seen Si Swenwen, and the handsome Teacher Rong was so angry and rough, like an angry lion, which was terrifying.

"Hurry up and stop me, or I'll call the police!"

Zhao Jiyue finally reacted, wrapped a cloth and hurriedly went to get her mobile phone.

Zhou Yiran and Rong Zheng were inseparable, and when they heard Zhao Jiyue's threat, they just scolded angrily, "Fuck your uncle, if you love it, you will report it!"

"You!"

Zhao Jiyue was angry, and she also unceremoniously pressed the dial-out button, and simply called the police.

The front desk also came back to her senses after Zhao Jiyue called the police, and hurriedly went over to pull the shelf.

She pulled Zhou Yiran's arm and wanted to pull him out, but after several pulls, the two of them didn't move at all!