"Of course I want to be friends with you." Song Zhi looked at her with a smile, "I think you are a good person."

He is scheming, has the ability to coordinate, has appeal, and most importantly, is a kind person.

She wants to start a company in the future, and isn't this the kind of talent she needs?

When you have such talents to discuss business, will you still be worried that the company will not cooperate?

Pretty, pretty good?

Song Zhi's smile was kind and her tone was sincere, but in Rong Zhengqing's eyes it sounded like the devil's murmur.

A cold wind blew from behind, brushing against the corners of their clothes.

Rong Zhengqing only felt cold sweat, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body.

The corners of her mouth twitched violently and her lips turned pale.

The little strength she had left in her body was completely drained at this moment. She collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up at all.

The cold wind blew fiercely, and after a long time, she finally regained some rationality and said stiffly, "Don't insult me."

She raised her head stiffly and met Song Zhi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She said desperately, "You must be taking revenge on me for what happened in the mountains, right?"

She hadn't done things cleanly that day, and Song Zhi had noticed it long ago.

Rong Zhengqing clenched her fists, her nails digging into the cold snow. The bone-chilling cold made her face even paler.

No wonder Song Zhi has remained silent these days. She was waiting for an opportunity, and today...

Rong Zhengqing glanced at the deserted surroundings and felt his heart sink again.

Song Zhi took in all her expressions.

Seeing the obvious fear in the other person's eyes, Song Zhi lowered his eyes and simply sat down in front of Rong Zhengqing. He looked at her level, shook his head lightly, and said, "No, I really think you are good. I am very optimistic about you."

Her tone was so sincere that there was no trace of hypocrisy at all, which made Rong Zhengqing even more confused. She looked at Song Zhi suspiciously.

What does she mean?

But the next second, Song Zhi said again: "You like Captain Zhuang, right?"

Rong Zhengqing's expression suddenly changed, and he clenched his clenched hands even more tightly. He shook his head with forced composure, "No, I don't like him."

"You say one thing and mean another." Song Zhi raised his eyebrows frivolously and exposed her bluntly, "Stop pretending. There are only two things in this world that cannot be concealed: a sneeze and love."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Rong Zhengqing's slightly pale face again, and she said with a firm tone: "The look in Zhuang Haoen's eyes is naked love."

Rong Zhengqing was amused by Song Zhi's description.

Her expression relaxed.

The atmosphere was not as tense as before.

Rong Zhengqing barely suppressed his smile and looked at the little girl in front of him.

Song Zhi was born with fair skin, delicate features and skin as white as snow.

Although she is a little plump, it does not affect her beauty at all, but instead adds a bit of cuteness to her.

She looked innocent and harmless, but her eyes were clear and sharp, as if she could see through everything.

After thinking it over, Rong Zhengqing immediately realized that Song Zhi really had no intention of harming her, otherwise she would have just let go.

His thoughts had been exposed, and Rong Zhengqing was too lazy to argue anymore. He just squinted his eyes at Song Zhi and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Their eyes met in mid-air. Looking at Rong Zhengqing, who had returned to normal, Song Zhi curled her lips slightly and said, "You're fine, but Zhuang Haoen doesn't deserve you."

Rong Zhengqing was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and did not speak.

"You also helped Zhuang Haoen get the identity of the male educated youth team leader, right?" Song Zhi said again.

Rong Zhengqing looked at her with a little surprise. He didn't expect that she knew so much.

"Not only that." She narrowed her eyes, and under Song Zhi's interested gaze, she continued, "I also got Zhuang Haoen's identity as a primary school teacher."

Song Zhi did not miss the strange look that flashed across her eyes.

"The means must be dishonorable." She looked at Rong Zhengqing's expression quietly.

Rong Zhengqing frowned and said nothing more.

The temperature was low at night, not to mention that this place was right next to the river. The wind was so cold that it seemed to penetrate the clothes and bring the chill directly into the bones.

After squatting for a long time, Song Zhi felt her legs a little numb. She moved her body and looked at Rong Zhengqing and said.

"You have brains and abilities, so why bother making things easier for others?"

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Rong Zhengqing's face.

She had pretty features and a gentle appearance, but her skin was a little rough, and there was a hint of red on her cheeks caused by the north wind.

But Rong Zhengqing's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers and distinct bones, but you can also see that they are very rough, and there are many cracks on the slender fingers.

Song Zhi sighed regretfully: "Look at how rough my hands and face have become from working so hard every day."

"Zhuang Haoen is a teacher and can still hook up with young girls, but you are the one who suffers." Song Zhi was a little dissatisfied.

Rong Zhengqing's expression turned grim at her words. With a cold expression, she immediately retorted, "Did you see him do those things? If not, please don't slander him. Zhuang Haoen is a very good person."

Hearing her emphasized tone, Song Zhi curled his lips speechlessly, shook his head and spit out three words of evaluation.

"Love-brained."

She is obviously a good candidate to be a strong woman, but she has a love-brain problem.

Looking at Rong Zhengqing's current state, he would not die until he reached the Yellow River. Song Zhi was too lazy to waste any more words, so she stood up and patted the snowflakes off her body.

"Hurry up and go to Captain Long's house. The educated youth are still waiting."

After saying that, she strode towards Long Deshou's house.

Rong Zhengqing watched her figure gradually disappearing into the distance, quickly got up from the ground, and hurriedly followed her.

Looking at Rong Zhengqing who was catching up quickly and walking side by side with him, Song Zhi glanced at her indifferently and walked forward in silence.

Instead, Rong Zhengqing was a little curious about Song Zhi and couldn't help asking, "Song Zhiqing, you are so young, why do you speak so conservatively?"

Especially when it comes to feelings, she seems to be particularly disgusted with them.

Song Zhi paused, tilted his head and looked at her for a long moment before he slowly spoke, "I once knew a love-sick girl who, like you, was obsessed with the same man."

Halfway through her words, she looked up at the dark sky in the distance and pursed her lips.

"Rong Zhiqing, guess what happened to that love-brained guy later."

"How is she?" Rong Zhengqing was indeed interested in her words and asked immediately.

After a while, Song Zhi uttered two words lightly: "Crazy."

Rong Zhengqing was stunned.

Song Zhi's expression was indifferent, and his tone was even more flat, as if it could be dispersed in the wind.

"He went insane and was sent to a mental hospital. He later ran out of the hospital in the middle of winter and was hit and killed by a truck."