Song Ziting sat blankly on the chair in the dormitory, feeling cold all over her body. Just as Song Ziting couldn't stop tears from flowing down her cheeks, the phone beside her suddenly rang.
Song Ziting was stunned, she reached out to wipe the tears on her face, and grabbed the phone. But when she saw the word "hooligan" flashing on the screen, Song Ziting felt unspeakable anger in her heart, so she reached out and pressed the phone.
Zhang Hao drove out of the hospital and went straight to the company, but he didn't expect that when he felt the company, the whole company was in a state of shock. When he entered the lobby, he saw that everyone in the company had ugly faces and trembling with fear.
Looking at himself, Zhang Hao felt something was wrong, so he walked into the elevator and went straight to the president's office. But as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Timmy pacing back and forth at the door of the president's office with an anxious face.
"Timmy, what are you doing?" Zhang Hao couldn't help but asked.
As soon as Timmy heard Zhang Hao's voice, he immediately turned around: "General, CEO, you are back, something serious is going to happen..."
Zhang Hao looked at Timmy's panic and knew that something must have happened, so his face darkened, and then asked: "What's going on? Speak slowly!"
"President, you'd better turn on the computer and see for yourself..." Timmy stammered. He really didn't know how to explain it. Suddenly he heard the phone ringing on the desk behind him, so he immediately showed an ugly face and raised his finger.
Pointing to the phone, he quickly turned around to answer the phone.
Seeing Timmy hesitate to speak, Zhang Hao took a breath, shook his head helplessly, turned around and entered the president's office.
Timmy held the phone tightly and saw the door of the president's office closed in front of him. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said to the phone: "We don't know about this!" Then he hung up the phone, but when
Timmy had just hung up the phone, and then he heard a loud bang from the president's office. Timmy's face immediately changed color in fright: "Mom, the president is definitely going to get angry this time..." Timmy whispered quietly
He approached the president's office and leaned against the door, listening to what was going on inside.
As soon as Zhang Hao entered the office, he immediately turned on the phone, but as soon as he opened the web page, he didn't expect that all he saw were some unsightly photos. What was even more annoying was that he turned out to be the protagonist in the photos! Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
He clenched his fists and after careful identification, he remembered that these photos were from when he met Meimei in a hotel in the United States, and the blurry naked woman in the photos was Meimei!
Thinking of this, Zhang Hao felt suffocated and reached out to grab the phone: "Kunzi, something happened here. I want to ask you how the incident with Meimei went?"
Song Zikun on the other end of the phone was staring at the photos on the computer screen with Yu Fan. When he received a call from Zhang Hao, Song Zikun looked ugly, took a deep breath, and then said to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, this matter is indeed related to Frank.
It is related to the foreign devils, but that woman seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no trace of her in the United States. And Yu Fan and I checked the source of these photos, and it is very likely that the woman is in S city!"
After listening to Song Zikun's words, Zhang Hao's face turned ugly. He frowned and responded, then hung up the phone. Looking at the photos that were deliberately taken to avoid being seen, Zhang Hao was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table.
There was a loud noise. But Zhang Hao ignored the pain. Thinking of Song Zikun's call just now, Zhang Hao's heart sank: "Now that Song Zikun has seen the photo, then Tingting..." Zhang Hao didn't dare to think any more and stretched out his hand.
He grabbed the phone again and dialed, but as soon as the call was connected, there was a sound of being hung up on the other end. Zhang Hao felt cold. He reached out and dialed the number several times again, but when he dialed again, there was no sound on the other end.
What came through was a busy signal. Zhang Hao fell down on his chair angrily. Thinking that Song Ziting would definitely misunderstand him after seeing the photo, Zhang Hao felt an inexplicable flash of pain in his heart.
He stood up and walked towards the door. As soon as he opened the door of the president's room, Timmy fell directly in. Zhang Hao took a deep breath and did not blame Timmy too much. Instead, he ordered Timmy with an ugly face:
"Find a way to delete all the photos immediately! Also, if any media dares to continue to make a fuss about this moment, don't blame me for being rude!" Seeing Timmy, he immediately nodded and turned around to go to work. Zhang Hao didn't say any more, but picked up his coat.
, went straight downstairs.
Zhang Hao got into the car. Thinking that Song Ziting would see the photo, he felt extremely upset. He reached out and reluctantly dialed the phone again, but there was always a busy signal on the other end of Song Ziting. Zhang Hao irritably slammed his fist on the steering wheel and lowered his voice.
He cursed: "Damn it! Stinky girl, where are you?!" Then he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom regardless of the situation, and the car rushed out quickly.
Song Ziting sat in front of the computer and couldn't believe her eyes. However, looking at the unsightly photos on the computer, Song Ziting couldn't help but shed tears on her cheeks: "You said you like me?
It's a lie! Rogue, big liar!" Song Ziting bit her lip angrily, but the phone on the table rang over and over again. Song Ziting felt cold all over when she saw the name flashing on the screen of the phone.
, she reached out and pressed the phone, and finally took out the battery of the phone.
Just when Song Ziting was terribly sad, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Tingting, are you there? Open the door, I'm back!"
"Oh no, it's Xiao Ruo!" Song Ziting heard the knock on the door, hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, quickly turned off the phone, grabbed the backpack on the table, and then opened the bedroom door: "Xiao Ruo
Ruo, you are back!"
"Well, the owner of the store is on vacation today, so I don't have to go to work. Why do you want to go out?" Lan Ruo, who had just entered the door, saw Song Ziting carrying a backpack and looking like she was about to go out, and couldn't help but wonder.
asked.
"Ah, yes, yes, I have to go home for a while. There is something going on at home!" Song Ziting smiled reluctantly, covering up the traces of crying she had just done, and then went out.
"Oh, okay then, pay attention to safety!" Lan Ruo didn't notice anything was wrong with Song Ziting. She looked at Song Ziting's leaving figure and stood at the door and warned.
"Got it!" Song Ziting ran down the stairs as fast as she could, then went straight to the school gate, hailed a taxi and got in. After getting into the car, Song Ziting's tears could not stop flowing out again.
"Miss, where are you going?" The driver saw a beautiful girl sitting in the back seat, but after waiting for a long time but heard no movement, he turned around and asked in confusion, only to see the tears on the girl's face.
, so he couldn't help but gently comforted him: "Little girl, if you are sad, just think of the good things!"
When Song Ziting heard the driver's words, she realized that she hadn't even thought about her destination yet. When she heard the driver comforting herself, Song Ziting smiled helplessly. I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who care about her.
?My own home? Song Ziting thought of the document she saw in the morning and immediately shook her head. She didn't want to see her father at this time. So she raised her hand and looked at the time. She thought that Zhang Hao should not be in the Zhang Mansion at this time, so she
I decided to return the clothes to Zhang's house first and then make plans, so I wiped away the tears on my face and gave the driver an address.
When the driver heard Song Ziting reported her address, he stopped talking and turned around to drive the car attentively. After a while, the car passed through the downtown area and drove into the gate of Zhang Mansion.
Song Ziting thanked the driver, got out of the car quickly, and then entered the lobby. Song Ziting did not see Mrs. Zhang, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then she went straight upstairs. Song Ziting turned around and found out
She had very few things, so she picked a few changes of clothes and stuffed them into her backpack. Then she hurried downstairs again, but when Song Ziting was about to go out, the doorbell suddenly rang, and Song Ziting opened the door.
His hand couldn't help but froze.
"Here, who is it!" Just when Song Ziting was still in a daze, Mrs. Zhang came out and saw Song Ziting standing at the door with a backpack in her hand. She was stunned at first, but she quickly reacted
He came over and said, "Tingting, you just came back, right?"
"Ah...ah, yes, grandma!" Song Ziting didn't know how to explain it to Mrs. Zhang, but she heard that Mrs. Zhang thought she had just walked in, so she smiled awkwardly, pretending that she had just come back.
But the doorbell behind him rang again.
"Huh? Someone is here?" Mrs. Zhang nodded when she heard Song Ziting's answer. When she heard the doorbell ringing again, she couldn't help but ask curiously.
Song Ziting didn't know who would come back to Zhang's house at this time. So she smiled at Mrs. Zhang and said, "It seems like someone is coming. Grandma, let me open the door!" Then she turned around and opened the door.
Only to find out it was a courier.
"Who is it?" Madam Zhang tilted her head and asked when she saw Song Ziting opened the door but no one came in.
"Ah, grandma, it's express delivery!" Song Ziting responded to Mrs. Zhang in the hall.
"Oh! Tingting, come with me to buy something outside later!" When Mrs. Zhang heard that she was a courier, she told Song Ziting, then turned around and went back to the room.
"Hello, does Miss Song Ziting live here?" The courier saw someone opening the door, looked down at the package in his hand, and then asked.
"Yes, I am!" Song Ziting couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard the courier's question, and answered truthfully.
"This is your package, please sign for it!" The courier reached out and handed over the package in his hand.
"Thank you!" Song Ziting reached out to take the package in confusion, turned around and went back to the room. Because she was bumped into by Mrs. Zhang, Song Ziting couldn't get away for a while, so she thought about it and went upstairs with the package. Song Ziting gently put down her backpack.
, picked up the package and saw that her name on the package was indeed hers, so she thought for a moment and picked up the scissors to open the package. But to Song Ziting's surprise, as soon as the package was opened, a stack of photos fell out.
On the ground.
Song Ziting was panicked at first, but when she looked at the photos on the ground, she was completely stunned. The photos on the ground were almost the same as those on the Internet, and even more unsightly.
Song Ziting looked at the photos on the ground and sat down on the ground. Her face turned pale and tears could not help but flow down her cheeks again.
Song Ziting bit her lip tightly, and finally wiped away the tears on her face, then grabbed her backpack on the ground and went downstairs.