Zhihua woke up early the next day, and she stretched her waist and planned to go out for a walk.

I haven't felt the atmosphere of the morning for a long time, and every time I rush to the eighth day of the morning, how can I have the leisure to feel the morning is not good.

"Draw, good morning."

Qi Ling was wearing a sportswear, her forehead was covered with fine and dense sweat, and she looked like she had just returned from exercise.

"Good morning."

Zhihua nodded at Qi Ling and responded politely to Qi Ling's words.

When someone greets you and responds to someone, this is the most basic courtesy.

"Going for a walk?"

Qi Ling wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked softly.

Her voice has the feeling of a royal sister, which makes people sound very comfortable.

Her makeup is not as heavy and light as Lin Xin's, and she looks like a pseudo-no-makeup, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Well, just go for a walk."

Zhihua responded politely and nodded slightly.

"I'll stay with you."

Qi Ling unscrewed a bottle of water, poured herself a few sips, and then said with a smile.

Zhihua: "No need. ”

"It's okay, I'll accompany you, I'm familiar here."

Qi Ling said slowly, with a look of enthusiasm.

It was originally a particularly relaxing thing, but now Zhihua instantly feels pressured, and there is nothing to say along the way.

"Painting is big, right?"

Qi Ling asked, and her tone sounded very normal.

"yes, yes."

"Qingda is good, my ideal school."

"It's okay."

"How did you and Brother Song meet?"

Qi Ling looked at Zhihua, like a curious big sister.

She looked at Zhihua sideways, her expression was very indifferent, and the whole person felt very indifferent.

"A school."

Zhihua didn't want to talk too much, because she and Qi Ling were not familiar with each other, so there was no need to talk about it.

"Can you talk to me about it in detail?"

Qi Ling seemed to be very interested, her eyes had always been on Zhihua's body, and there was a sense of déjà vu to get to the bottom of it.

"Sorry, there's no need."

Zhihua directly refused, she lowered her head and took a few steps forward, and opened a little distance from Qi Ling.

She and Qi Ling didn't know each other well, so there was really no need to talk about anything.

Moreover, the matter between her and Song Nanqiao, the two of them knew each other, so why should they let others know?

"Angry?"

"Don't be angry, I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to answer, it's okay, it's not in the way."

Qi Ling caught up with Zhihua's footsteps, reached out and pulled Zhihua's sleeve, she said slowly, with a little tenderness in her eyebrows.

Zhihua: "Hmm. ”

Zhihua continued to walk forward, getting farther and farther away from the countryside.

"Knowing the painting."

Qi Ling stopped Zhihua.

"What's wrong?"

Zhihua still responded to Qi Ling, and she glanced back at Qi Ling.

"Let's open the skylight and say something, it's a long way from here, we can talk."

Qi Ling didn't seem to pretend anymore, she seemed to be a different person, and she became a little aggressive when she spoke.

"Okay, let's talk."

Zhihua blinked slightly.

Hmm, that sounds like fun.

Qi Ling is really different from what she looks from the outside.

"Qi Ling is not a good person."

"Of course, I'm not."

Lin Xin's words echoed in her ears, and there was an illusion of purpose.

Lin Xin and Qi Ling, Zhihua suddenly became a little curious about what they were doing.

"I'm curious, Song Nanqiao will actually be with you, I really didn't expect him to have a girlfriend so soon."

Qi Ling suddenly sneered and said, her eyes staring directly at Zhihua.

Zhihua raised his eyebrows: "And then?" ”

"Do you know how many years I've liked Song Nanqiao?"

"Do you know how much effort I wasted to get close to Song Nanqiao?"

"Do you know who gave me what I am now?"

"You know I'm ...... right now"

"Oh, you don't know, you don't know."

Qi Ling said suddenly, she was really a little aggressive, she walked forward slowly, and approached Zhihua step by step.

Zhihua stepped back and looked at Qi Ling with some puzzlement.

Of course she didn't understand, and now she was really at a loss.

"What's my business?"

Zhihua bit her lip, her brow furrowed.

Song Nanqiao didn't seem to know Qi Ling.

"Oh, by the way, I'm the way I am now, and Song Nanqiao doesn't know me."

Qi Ling suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and she patted her face, "This is not the original. ”

Zhihua was silent, she felt that things were a little complicated.

"But I've loved him so long, and I've been in the dust."

"Don't force Lai Lai here, what about moral kidnapping here?"

Qi Ling was about to continue, but was interrupted by Lin Xin, who stood in front of Zhihua.

Probably because he just got up, Lin Xin hadn't had time to put on makeup, and the whole person was plain.

It looks a little immature and not very mature.

"Lin Xin, good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way."

Qi Ling glared at Lin Xin, her tone revealing indifference.

"Qi Ling, your own current situation, you caused it yourself, it's about other people's."

"Get out, you don't care about my business."

"You think I want to take care of it?"

"You get out of the way for me now, I'll talk to Zhihua, it's none of your business here."

“……”

“……”

Qi Ling and Lin Xin quarreled inseparably, Zhihua stood aside, and she instantly felt like an outsider.

Isn't she's watching a play now?

I always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell it.

"Be careful."

Zhihua was distracted, only to hear Lin Xin's shout, and then saw Qi Ling pounce on her.

It was as if something shiny shook in front of her eyes, and then a force pushed her back.

Zhihua was caught off guard, and the whole person leaned back violently, and there was a burst of pain in his head in an instant.

"Are you sick?"

Lin Xin got up from the ground and grabbed Qi Ling's collar, her tone a little ruthless.

There was an extra obvious knife mark on her arm, which looked deep.

Just now, Lin Xinfei pounced over and pushed away Zhihua, otherwise the knife would have been able to poke Zhihua directly.

"I'm going to kill her, she robbed Song Nanqiao with me."

Qi Ling struggled to get up, and the two of them twisted together.

Zhihua's head was still a little confused, and everything was so caught off guard.

"You ......"

She said two words, and she didn't know how to continue.

Lin Xin and Qi Ling fought because of her, but she, the client, didn't know anything.

I don't know why Qi Ling targeted her, I don't know why Qi Ling suddenly wanted to commit murder to her, I don't know why Qi Ling's temperament suddenly changed, I don't know why......

It's like I really don't know anything, I'm really confused, and then I don't know everything.