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No one had expected that these reporters had all been chased away.

Seeing the movement on Snow Color, Gao Junya was furious, he tightly clenched the coffee cup in his hand.

"She's getting more and more capable. I didn't think she'd actually dare to walk around randomly. It's still different now that she has a backer."

Originally, they thought that Gao Yiqing would suffer a loss, after all, this was how they came here. Who would have thought that not only would the other party not suffer a loss, he would even drive them away?

"No matter what she says, it's still true. No one would dare oppose Ning Zhe's wife just because of this title."

The assistant sighed. All of this was within his expectations, but he had not expected it to end so soon.

"How long will she have that title? Just watch and see. Sooner or later, something will go wrong with the relationship between the two of them. "

A Qiu!

Gao Yiqing suddenly sneezed, she rubbed her nose, there was a slight difference, could it be that she had caught a cold?

Because she didn't want to return, Gao Yiqing found a reason why she stayed at the Snow Color late. She mainly waited for Ning Zhe to return before returning herself, so that she wouldn't know how to face Zhao Motong alone.

The others had already finished their work, leaving her alone in the quiet studio.

The Gao Yiqing was drawing the marriage gown design line by line. This was a sudden inspiration of late.

She first used blood-red, a fiery color. This color should not have been used on wedding gowns, but because of the recent events, she suddenly had such a thought.

This color gave off a feeling of extreme secrecy, and even a sense of decisiveness. This dress was made of Manjinsha Huawei's hollowness, and the color of this wedding dress was very bright. She didn't use any other color, just blood color, and only this color could make her feel a sense of belonging.

With his deep understanding of painting, Gao Yiqing subconsciously held his breath when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Who could it be? The others should have gone back already, but no one would. Did someone go wrong or did they say they didn't even close the door?

Having a bunch of random thoughts inside his head made him even more afraid. His Gao Yiqing had not allowed him to think that much, even though a plaster model had been used as a weapon. He then carefully walked out.

After all that had happened, she was trying to be as careful as she could, no matter what she did, to prevent anything else from happening.

After tiptoeing out, she saw a person slowly approaching in a field of light and shadow.

Not knowing who, she shakily raised the plaster in her hand. "Who?"

Her voice sounded a bit hoarse, but she tried her best to remain calm and not be looked down upon by others.

"It's me."

She immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly placed the cast on the ground. At this moment, Ning Zhe was already walking in front of her.

He squatted down and looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression. "What are you doing?"

His eyes drifted to the ground, and he was astonished to see the plaster on the ground.

"Nothing much, I was just worried that someone with ill intentions would come, so …" "If it's you, then it's all right."

She smiled and clapped her hands as if nothing had happened. She didn't look nervous at all.

Actually, she just didn't want to worry the person in front of her.

"Why are you not coming home at this late hour? What are you doing in the shop?"

He knew that there were some things that she did not want to say and Ning Zhe did not ask, but he was more curious as to what exactly she was doing.

"Of course it's the drawing script. I have a new inspiration, and coincidentally, I'm fine. I just want to finish her drawing because I'm worried that I won't feel anything once I put it down."

Since when did she need to do it like this? In the past, whenever she painted, she had never worried about not having any inspiration. She only found a relatively reasonable reason for doing so.

How could he not know about Ning Zhe? He did not ask any further, and directly carried him up.

Both of his feet suddenly left the ground, and Gao Yiqing subconsciously hugged onto his neck, "What are you doing? I can go myself. "

"You want to hug me? Is there a problem?"

His gaze turned over, making it impossible for people to resist him. Gao Yiqing could only nod their heads happily, "No, there's no …"

She allowed him to carry her out just like that, and even when they were at the chain reaction, Ning Zhe did not put her down.

Around 11 PM, it was still very lively outside. As the neon light shone over, it looked a little absent-minded, but he could not tell what Gao Yiqing it was. He suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

Perhaps it was because this feeling had affected her, so she subconsciously held onto Ning Zhe tightly. Sensing her increase in strength, Ning Zhe lowered his head and glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

"Nope." Nothing, I was just afraid that he would leave me.

"You don't need to care about the other time, leave it to me."

Suddenly hearing him mention what happened last time, Gao Yiqing subconsciously looked towards him with an indescribable feeling.

"Don't you want me to check?"

There was no need for Ning Zhe to stop her unless he knew who did it. It was just that he was helping that person to protect him.

But why would the Ning Zhe do that? After thinking for a long time, Gao Yiqing couldn't think of any reason. Could it be Zhao Motong? However, although she hated herself, she shouldn't have done such a thing.

Not her, certainly not her.

"I will investigate and make those people pay the price they deserve."

The tone of the Ning Zhe was so firm that it didn't seem like they were discussing at all, but rather seemed like they were notifying her.

Looks like he really does have the intention to protect the person behind this. Just based on this point, it's impossible for his Gao Yiqing to ignore it.

She did not dare to think too much about it, but she could not resist it. However, she could not reveal these things, and what he was not sure about, was whether or not there was a crack between them. She also did not know what Ning Zhe would think about this matter, so she could only agree to him temporarily.

"Since you don't want me to care, I don't care." She smiled sweetly. She looked like a heartless person, but it was hard to tell what she was really thinking.

When she returned home, what she faced was still the cold eye of the Zhao Motong. However, with the Ning Zhe, she felt much better, and it had only just started.

It was strange if she said it, but perhaps it was because of Ning Zhe that he did not mention he wanted to drive her out of the Ning Family.

Had she compromised?

Gao Yiqing did not believe him. With a single glance, one could tell that he was not someone who would compromise, and it was very likely that he was doing it on the surface for Ning Zhe to see. After all, he was his mother, so he definitely did not wish to make things difficult for him.

Although they did not achieve their ultimate goal, this was still pretty good. At the very least, they could temporarily put aside their differences. As for what would happen in the future, that would be for the future.