014: Woe is not a single line 4

"No......" Zhang Zhitao stood up straight, there was a look of firmness in his eyes, and he muttered alone, "No, Dad can't die, Dad won't leave, I want to earn money to save Dad!" ”

"Yes, I'm going to earn money, I'm going to treat my father, I can do it."

With a goal, Zhang Zhitao's heart suddenly brightened, and he was no longer as confused and unsure of the direction as before.

Now, she is going to find a job, and she has to use her own hands to heal her father with her own labor.

As soon as Zhang Zhitao left KFC, the door of KFC was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome man in casual clothes and another woman who exuded a proud and unbeatable temperament walked out of front and back.

As soon as the man walked out, his eyes fell on the back of Zhang Zhitao leaving, and there were some doubts in his eyes.

"Ziyang, what are you looking at?" Leng Bingling took a step forward, and the hand of the satchel naturally grabbed Mu Ziyang's arm that was diagonally inserted in his trouser pocket.

Mu Ziyang didn't look back, just stared at the back of Zhang Zhitao who was hurrying forward, and said lightly: "An acquaintance." ”

"Acquaintances?" The intuition that belonged to a woman made Leng Bingling a little suspicious, and then she looked sideways at Mu Ziyang's side face with a smile on her eyebrows and asked, "Since you are an acquaintance, why don't you come forward and say hello?" ”

I didn't mean to say hello to Zhang Zhitao, but after listening to Leng Bingling's words, Mu Ziyang smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Since she said so coldly, then let her wish.

So Mu Ziyang suddenly pulled out the arm that was held by Leng Bingling, and said, "You have a point. ”

Then, Mu Ziyang turned around with a smile, and then strode towards Zhang Zhitao.

Seeing that Mu Ziyang really went to greet Zhang Zhitao, the smile on Leng Bingling's face froze sharply, she was just talking, and he really went. This made Leng Bingling feel the uneasy threat and red. Bare. Naked disgrace.

"Mu Ziyang, you are mine, no one can snatch it away, you can't fly out of the palm of my hand!" Leng Bingling whispered viciously, and then locked his eyes on the back of Zhang Zhitao, who was still walking forward, "With such a good look, he is also worthy of being Ziyang's acquaintance?" ”

"Hmph." Leng Bingling snorted coldly, and turned around angrily and left before Mu Ziyang could catch up with Zhang Zhitao.

Probably aware of Leng Bingling's departure, Mu Ziyang stopped abruptly, looked back at Leng Bingling's back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was always so clean.

"I, Mu Ziyang, have never liked women who are so arrogant that they look down on anyone, no matter how high your power is, it's not my cup of tea." Mu Ziyang's smile on his face was infinite, but it was full of uninhibitedness.

Mu Ziyang turned around, and saw that the distance between him and Zhang Zhitao was far away, so he thought about it for a while, and chased after it, he was very curious about how he met Zhang Zhitao here, and looking at her hurried steps, something should have happened.