Play Nice

Chapter 207: Chapter 207

When Shang Lingling got up in the morning, the pajamas on her body were not the ones she wore after washing up last night.

She checked the time on her mobile phone: [-]:[-].

She put on her slippers and went to the living room. Jing Zhao sat on the sofa in the living room with a tablet in her hand.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I asked for leave for you, you can sleep a little longer."

Jing Zhao put down the tablet, walked over, touched her head, and the burn was gone: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"No."

He was so calm as if nothing had happened last night: "You go to wash first, I'll heat up the soup."

Jing Hedong got up at [-]:[-] in the morning to make soup for the collar collar. Ms. Lu said that collar collar was not strong enough to make up for the body.

Shang Lingling followed to the kitchen.

"Did you change my clothes?"

"Ah."

She saw from behind that Jing Zhao's ears were a little red.

So instead of dreaming, he called her baby.

She went to the bathroom to wash up contentedly, and went back to the bedroom to change clothes after washing.

She closed the bedroom door, sent Fang Luming the number she sent the photo last night, and dialed it.

"Help me check this number." There is a thank you behind it.

Fang Luming hummed: "Do you really think of me as a detective agency?"

Who let him go wild.

"Apart from you and Chungdong, did anyone else know about me and Jing Zhao back then?"

"I don't know about that. I haven't told anyone or heard anyone say it." Apart from doing business and studying, Fang Luming was quite smart at other times. "Why, does anyone know?"

"Someone took the picture."

Who is it?

He respected this man as a man, and the little witch dared to touch the bad head.

He said seriously: "Isn't your cage sent to the wrong place? There were a lot of rumors in the Dilu Mansion at that time, and many people knew about it. It's not difficult to take pictures, just buy the truck driver to know. Address, you didn't install the cage yourself, right? If someone else is interested, it's very easy to install a pinhole camera or something." After analyzing it, he said in a clear-headed manner, "The key is, who needs to do this? What is the purpose?"

The business leader had a hunch, and the purpose was Jing Zhao.

She was silent for a while, and asked without warning: "Do you think that if I propose to Jing Zhao now, will he agree?"

Fang Luming was drinking soy milk when he choked.

"Cough cough cough cough..." He was stunned and blurted out, "Baby, your topic jumped too fast."

He doesn't mean anything else, baby is really just a catchphrase for a playboy like him.

Shang Lingling had a sweet voice, but the tone was slightly pressed, and the pressure of the full aura came out: "I'm not your baby, I'm Jing Zhao's baby."

The phone was hung up by the business leader.

Fang Luming: "..."

He sent a WeChat message to the past: [You want to get married because you are afraid that something will happen to you? 】

The business leader did not return.

In the morning, Ms. Lu said that the water heater in 501 was broken, and asked Jing Zhao if he had time to go check it out.

Jing Zhao sent Shang Lingling to the funeral home first, and went to 501 at noon. Zhou Ziheng was at home and had an hour lunch break for moving steel bars.

"you are?"

Jing Zhao said, "The landlord's son."

Zhou Ziheng gave way, and Jing Zhao went directly into the bathroom.

Zhou Ziheng leaned against the door, wearing clothes from a roadside stall, relying on his face and aura, he literally wore 50 pieces of black jackets to give a sense of luxury that ordinary people couldn't afford.

"We met at the hospital, and you even recognized me as Chen Yedu." He was not familiar with the landlord's son, so he just wanted to make a cliché, "You know him well?"

"Very familiar." Jing Zhao pulled a chair over, "Hold on."

Zhou Ziheng went over to hold the chair: "When did you meet?"

Jing Zhao stepped on the chair and looked at him from above.

He explained: "Just curious." He continued, "Aren't you curious about me?"

Jing Zhao took off the cover of the water heater and didn't look back: "Your name is yours."

So fucking calm.

Although he has only seen it twice, Zhou Ziheng can also see that this guy is definitely not a fool.

I don't know who is telling whom.

"My surname is Zhou, my name is Zhou Ziheng." Zhou Ziheng stared at Jing Zhao's face to see his expression, "Let's get to know him, I'm Chen Yedu's twin brother."

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　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)