He lost his patience, suddenly froze, looked at Bai Jing, and said coldly, "Bai Jing, a person born like you, shouldn't really think about someone else's husband."

Bai Jing shuddered, she did not expect Zhao Zheng to see her mind, very guilty, but her face remained calm.

She lifted her chin slightly and gazed at Zhao Zheng, "I don't understand what Teacher Zhao is talking about."

There was a cold smile at the corner of Zhao Zheng's mouth, "You understand."

Then he raised an eyebrow at Xu Xu with a sneer, "Do you think you are better than Xu Xuan?"

Where is she better than Wen Xuxu?

That woman is indeed very clever, but it is indeed inferior to her, but not worse than her.

She also has an advantage. She is younger and much younger. She has capital than her.

"Mr. Zhao, I still have something to do, I won't tell you any more."

Bai Jing didn't answer Zhao Zheng's words, greeted him, then turned to leave.

Even if her own mentality is not correct, she does not bother to mingle with people like him. He gives people a glimpse of a villain's face, which is annoying.

"Bai Jing."

Bai Jing just turned around and Zhao Zheng suddenly shouted.

She stopped and turned around, looking at Zhao Zheng, "Is there anything else for Teacher Zhao?"

Her disdainful attitude made Zhao Zheng feel ashamed and angry, and her words became mean, "Your father saved a life like Yan, otherwise you will never have an intersection with him."

Zhao Zheng's voice paused, and then he didn't give him a chance to speak. He went on to say: "I like Xuli, and I loved her in junior high school. I have never forgotten her for so many years."

Hearing the words, Bai Jing sneered, "Which teacher do you think is better than words?"

Her eyes glanced up and down at Zhao Zheng, so disdainful.

She also learns from Zhao Zheng just now, and does not give Zhao Zheng an angry opportunity to refute, and then said: "If it is not because your father is a teacher in the first middle school, you are fortunate to be in the first middle school. If you are born, you will not have a chance in your life They have nothing to do with words like life and Wen Xuxu. "

Bai Jing gritted his teeth. In the bright black eyes, the eyes were extremely sharp. In Zhao Zheng's view, like a sharp blade, he cut through the layers of his epidermis, exposing his innermost lowest depth.

Zhao Zheng sneered, "You really are a stinger."

Bai Jing's sneer remained unchanged, and his attitude was even more arrogant than before. "I just don't want to be bullied."

"A man like Yan Rusheng who has money and identity, and looks handsome, don't you want to have it?" Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, and the arc of laughter at the corner of his mouth widened.

It feels so eerie.

She wants to have it, how could she not want to have it, but he already has a wife and children, and he loves his wife and children very much, so what can she want?

Bai Jing, you can't be seduced by this disgusting guy, you must stay awake.

Thinking about it, she said to Zhao Zheng with a slight smile, "Teacher, are you a teacher, is it also one of the subjects to teach someone to be a Primary Three?"

Zhao Zheng Lengheng, "Huh, don't pretend to be Bai Jing, we can join hands."

Bai Jing mocked and said, "Miss Zhao, your heart is so dirty."

Zhao Zheng ignored Bai Jing's insults and taunts, and said to her: "Tomorrow, I can give you the opportunity to have close contact with words like never before."

"No." Bai Jing raised his chin and turned away.

"There are four places in the whole Kyoto for T, and Yan Rusheng won one for you. Why do you think he tried to win for you?"