Chapter 107

Zhao Shuya and maid just after the phone, constant uncle is the first time to come to Li Xiting's office.

Li Xiting raised his eyes to Uncle Heng, waiting for his next report.

"I found the ghost that my wife buried here. Her maidservant who has worked here for five years is lotus." Uncle Heng said excitedly.

In the place where Li Xiting lived, he was always controlled as firmly as an iron bucket. But recently, there are always some small accidents. Although the incident is very small, it also causes Li Xiting's suspicion. It must be the people around him who let out his whereabouts.

He arranged for people to keep an eye on the people around him, and now he found the ghost.

"Young master, are you going to expel her?" Heng Shu asked softly.

"Don't touch her for the time being. It's still useful to keep her." Li Xiting picked eyebrows and said, "since she wants to know about me so much, let her know."

Heng Shu sees Li Xiting like this and knows that he has thought of a way to deal with it.

Li Xiting waited for a long time, but Uncle Heng didn't go on. He looked up at Uncle Heng.

Uncle Heng, who was swept by the young master, thought he had something to order and was waiting for him seriously. After a while, he didn't speak, uncle Heng just reflected, his eyes mean to ask Miss Zhao.

"Miss Zhao is very disappointed to hear Xiao Fang say that you don't want her to cook. She just wants to ask Xiao Fang how to make you happy. She likes her cooking again." Uncle Heng grinned and said it seriously.

"Who said not to cook for her? Xiaofang has a problem delivering the news." Li Xiting said with a slight frown.

"Don't let her pass it next time..."

"But for the sake of Xiaofang's teaching, I'll forget it this time." Li Xiting said with a deep sense of righteousness.

It's about Xiaofang teaching Miss Zhao to make him happy!

"Good." Heng Shu nodded, and the corners of his mouth could not help rising.

Seeing that the young master and Miss Zhao are getting closer and closer, uncle Heng is very happy.

……

"Ha Qiu!"

Zhao Zhizhi sneezed softly, feeling as if someone was talking about her. He couldn't help touching her nose.

"What's the matter with you, Linlin? Did you catch a cold? " LAN Jiayin looks at Zhao Zhi with concern.

"I'm fine." Zhao Zhizhi patted his chest and said he was OK.

"Now it's getting colder and colder. You should keep warm." LAN Jiayin said to her with a smile.

As they spoke, they walked to the library. There was no class in the afternoon. Zhao Zhizhi wanted to look for books on Design in the library.

Huada is really the first school of fashion design in China. There are all kinds of books about design. Zhao Zhizhi runs to the library whenever he has time. The more she studied, the more she found that she knew too little.

"Ding!"

Zhao Zhizhi's mobile phone prompts new information. She takes it out to see that it's Zhao Linlin who sent it. At this time, Zhao Zhizhi also remembered that yesterday Zhao Linlin asked her to pay attention to Zhao Linlin's circle of friends.

[praise my first friend]

Zhao Zhizhi was also a little curious about what kind of medicine Zhao Linlin was selling. When he went into Zhao Linlin's circle of friends, he was saying: no from the international design community. I'm very happy with the praise from master dema. I'm looking forward to my custom dress.

Together with the group photo of Zhao Linlin and master Daima sitting together, Zhao Linlin leans intimately on Daima's shoulder. Seeing this photo, they feel that their relationship is very good.

Zhao Zhizhi and Zhao Linlin are both new names. They have no common friends, so they don't see anyone commenting. But from Zhao Linlin's complacent reply, we can see that her friends are envious of her.