After figuring it out a little bit, Zhou Ling was also relieved.

At this time, her whole mind also returned to a normal state.

After all, after living for 30 years, no one can say that they are living clearly, but what people want to live for a lifetime is to have a clear conscience.

Although I don't know what Rong Zheng will bring her, I have to say that if she threw Rong Zheng there like that just now, I'm afraid she will have a bad conscience for the rest of her life.

After all, although it is said to be a failure on the surface, in fact, for Zhou Ling, it is a living person.

There was a thud in the bathroom, followed by a wail.

Zhou Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth, and had a new definition of Rong Zheng.

This person, like a child who has never been in the world, feels like he can't do anything.

Why don't Wen Zhuo and Song Minghao, who are both custom boyfriends, feel this way?

After thinking about the definition of a failed product, Wen Zhuo felt that he had two big heads and didn't know what to do.

She seems to have inadvertently found a big trouble for her family.

Zhou Ling listened to the symphony of crackling in the bathroom, and after a long time, he saw the bathroom door slowly open.

Rong Zheng walked slowly, like an ink painting.

At the company just now, there was flying dust everywhere, coupled with the dark environment, Zhou Ling didn't have time to see Rong Zheng's face clearly.

Now, if you look closely, it is difficult to hide the admiration in your eyes.

This life is really naturally beautiful.

I don't know if it's because of the setting, Rong Zheng's eyes are not pure black, on the contrary, they will be a little biased towards dark blue.

Coupled with the confusion in Rong Zheng's eyes, it looks like a piece of white rice paper slowly unfolding in front of you, just waiting for you to color him.

His complexion is a little pale, and he looks a little weak, like a noble young master, just one glance, he wants people to take care of him for the rest of his life.

Song Minghao's shirt will be a little bigger for him, hanging loosely on his body, and the whole person looks particularly delicate.

It's like an unworldly child, innocent and beautiful.

That's the best for everyone.

Zhou Ling swallowed his saliva and said expressionlessly: "If you have food in the kitchen, go and serve it yourself, and wash the dishes yourself after eating." ”

Rong Zheng obediently went over to eat and didn't dare to say a word.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he knew that he seemed to have taken advantage of it, and was picked up by the woman in front of him and brought home, giving him a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention to provoke Zhou Ling, he would completely lose the warmth in front of him.

Even if he hadn't lived outside, he knew that once he left, it would definitely be a hundred times more difficult than his current life.

Zhou Ling looked at Rong Zheng's tall back, and was curious.

I don't know if it's intentional by the company that customized the boyfriend, each of them seems to be very handsome, and each of them hits the soul.

Even if you just look at your appearance, you can get an impression score of 80.

Rong Zheng obediently finished eating, packed up his things, and sat opposite Zhou Ling.

"Do you know what you know?" Zhou Ling asked tentatively.

According to what she understood, Rong Zheng should have something that he is particularly good at, and he should make a living from it in the end.

Rong Zheng thought about it carefully and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhou Ling didn't plan to press too hard.

She still didn't know what the so-called failed product meant, and where it failed.

"So, do you know what you like?" Zhou Ling asked inducingly.

She has already figured it out, and for Rong Zheng, she can only seduce him step by step, not too directly.

If you are direct, you may not be able to ask anything.

Rong Zheng's eyes lit up, and there was a little excitement on his face: "I like to paint, no matter what I paint." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Ling smiled bitterly.

Drawing......

It's a money-burning profession.

Even if you can make money in the later stage, it takes a lot of money to hold an art exhibition in the early stage.

Zhou Ling looked at the little joy that Rong Zheng couldn't hide in his eyes, and felt a little apologetic in his heart.

For this hobby, she can only simply provide some help, and I'm afraid she can't do anything else.

After a short apology, Zhou Ling didn't have any thoughts.

In the final analysis, Rong Zheng is just a stranger to her.

Tonight is just a matter of her soft-heartedness and taking him in for the night.

Goodbye tomorrow, maybe I won't see you in this life.

In that case, why should she worry about the future of others?

After thinking about this clearly, Zhou Ling was also relieved.

"Since you have a skill, then you go out and find a job. Zhou Ling said lightly, avoiding his eyes to prevent himself from looking at Rong Zheng's pitiful expression, "After tonight, you can leave." “

On the other side, Rong Zheng's expression suddenly dimmed.

He looked at Zhou Ling cautiously, opened his mouth to say something, but was a little scared, and finally fell into silence.

Zhou Ling was ruthless and didn't let himself say something that shouldn't be said.

At the end of the day, there are limits to her kindness.

Being able to take Rong Zheng in for one night and let him eat her for free is already incredible in Zhou Ling's own opinion.

You know, she's a miser.

Although this is the title given to her by her colleagues, Zhou Ling herself obviously thinks so.

After working for so long, it is not easy for her to make every amount of money, so she will always be careful in her daily life, and she is reluctant to spend it on herself, so how can she spend it on others.

Before you know it, it's getting dark outside.

Usually at this time, Zhou Ling has already sat in the live broadcast room, ready to start the live broadcast.

Now that I'm suddenly idle, I'm a little uncomfortable.

Maybe you can write something......

Just as he was thinking wildly, Zhou Ling's phone suddenly rang.

The hurried ringtone, Zhou Ling inexplicably had a bad feeling.

She hesitated for a moment and went over to answer the phone.

"Zhou Ling, you girl can't die, I don't know how long it has been to call home!"

As soon as he answered the phone, the rough questioning voice frightened Zhou Ling, and he almost didn't throw the phone out.

"Mom, I'm not too busy at work during this time, I'm not transferred to the night shift, and I haven't adapted much. Zhou Ling smiled cautiously, appeasing the anger of his mother.

She knows her own mother best, and if she really scolds her today, she won't be able to get off for a few hours.

Then her rare leisure time will be in vain.