The queen's wife is too sultry
Chapter 130 The People-Eating Entertainment Circle
"Lin Mo, just wait for me here, don't scare grandma."
Ye Zhen sorted out her emotions and expressions, tried her best to smile naturally, and walked towards Zhang Yuemei, "Grandma, what's the matter?"
She opened the chair and sat down, Zhang Yuemei approached her nervously, "The day after tomorrow is your mother's death day, I almost forgot."
Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, the psychological defense line that had just been established was almost defeated by Zhang Yuemei's words.
Obviously just now Dr. Zhang said that she had already suffered from dementia, but now she clearly remembers the anniversary of her mother's death.
Ye Zhen closed her eyes, her heart felt as if a hole had been broken, and the cold winter wind poured into her heart crazily, making her feel cold and painful.
"Grandma..." Ye Zhen forced a smile, wanted to grab Zhang Yuemei's hand, but was afraid that her hand would be too cold to freeze her, so she gave up, "You are not well, the doctor said that you will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days... "
As she expected, Zhang Yuemei shook her head resolutely, with a resolute and serious expression: "That's no good, I have missed it for so many years, if I don't go this year, your mother will definitely blame me."
"Why? I go back to Anlan Cemetery to visit her every year. I've explained why you can't visit her. She won't blame you. "
Ye Qi died of illness in the coldest season of winter, every January NO.20 is her death day.
On this day, no matter how busy Zhang Yuemei was, she would set aside time to see her, and she was unshakable in the past six years.
Until six years ago, she fell down the stairs and was seriously injured and unconscious.
Even if she went to London, every January Ye Zhen would go back to China to visit Ye Qi's grave, and stay in City A for a week to accompany Zhang Yuemei.
A few days ago, Jiang Jingting wanted to accompany her no matter what, but later he was too busy with his studies, so he reluctantly obeyed Ye Zhen's words and let her go back to the country alone.
Since she broke up with Jiang Jingting back to China, Ye Zhen has been sweeping Ye Qi's grave alone for four years.
"That's not okay. She doesn't blame me, but I blame myself. I must be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow!"
Zhang Yuemei's tone was firm and uncompromising, as if even if Ye Zhen didn't agree, she insisted on doing so.
Ye Zhen couldn't resist her, and after struggling for a while, she said helplessly: "Don't get excited, I promise you..."
Zhang Yuemei is an adult with her own independent thinking and personality, even though she may be too old to walk or even suffer from dementia, Ye Zhen's respect for Zhang Yuemei will not change in the slightest.
"That's good..." Zhang Yuemei smiled instantly. She patted Ye Zhen's hand, but found that her hand was as cold as ice, and immediately hid her hand in the quilt with distress: "You child, why are you still like this?" , my hands are so icy in winter, I don’t know how to find gloves to wear..."
The warm warmth soaked from the palm of the hand to the heart, and the gap in Ye Zhen's heart gradually healed. Looking at Zhang Yuemei's reproachful eyes, her expression became softer, and she obediently admitted her mistake.
"By the way..." Zhang Yuemei warmed her hands for her, her voice suddenly dropped, she carefully looked at the door, and whispered: "Who is that person? Do you know him? Why are you standing at the door..."
Ye Zhen froze for a moment, then looked back, there was a corner of a black suit in the half-hidden door, stuck there motionless.
"Grandma, don't be afraid, he is my bodyguard, his name is Lin Mo."
The person at the door seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, and in the next second, the corner of the black clothes disappeared.
"Bodyguards?" Zhang Yuemei looked stunned, "Why do you have bodyguards?"
In the next second, she suddenly realized, "Is it your boyfriend? You don't have to hide it from me, just bring him here, I'll take a closer look."
As soon as she finished speaking, the tall figure at the door froze for a moment.
Ye Zhen couldn't laugh or cry, "Grandma, what are you talking about, my boyfriend is Jing Ting, and the bodyguard at the door was sent by him to protect me."
Zhang Yuemei was dazed for a moment, then opened her eyes wide: "Are you...are you with the young master of the Jiang family?"
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, without denying it.
Besides Jiang Jingting, Zhang Yuemei is the most important person in her life, and she doesn't want or want to hide it from her.
Looking at Ye Zhen's cold and aloof face, Zhang Yuemei knew it in her heart, feeling sad and emotional for a moment.
"You saved him when you were 15 years old. I thought it was normal for him to be grateful to you and take care of you everywhere."
She looked misty and recalled the past: "A few years ago when you returned to China, he also came back with you. He obviously had nothing to do with your mother, but he stood in front of the tomb with an extremely pious appearance. He has already done his best to you, why should he do this to this extent."
"Now I know, it turns out that he was already..."
Needless to say the rest, we all know each other well.
"Jing Ting... is very kind to me. When he's free in a few days, I'll let him come back to China to see you, okay?" Ye Zhen's tone was intimate and breezy, revealing a rare bit of coquettish playfulness.
Zhang Yuemei didn't agree immediately, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
Ye Zhen is just a child with a rough background and an ordinary background, but the Jiang family is a wealthy family that has lasted for a hundred years.
If the two are together, Ye Zhen will suffer a lot of criticism.
After all, Zhang Yuemei didn't express these worries. She could see that Ye Zhen and the young master of the Jiang family loved each other very much, and she didn't want to use her conservative views to put pressure on her.
She held Ye Zhen's hand tightly, as if she was afraid of being heard by the people at the door, and whispered: "You have been smart since you were a child, and grandma believes in your ability to pick men..."
Ye Zhen pursed her lips, "Jing Ting will be very happy to hear your words."
"By the way, Zhenzhen." Zhang Yuemei sat up straight as if she suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ye Zhen expectantly: "What do you do now? Teacher or doctor? That bodyguard usually protects you, won't you?" Affect your work?"
Ye Zhen's face froze, she lowered her eyes uneasily, and said softly: "Grandma, I told you not to be angry."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yuemei's face immediately darkened, the kindness and gentleness just now disappeared in an instant, staring at Ye Zhen solemnly, her tone became severe: "Don't tell me that you have followed your mother's old path."
Knowing that she couldn't hide it from her, Ye Zhen simply nodded silently, but not too much, for fear of aggravating Zhang Yuemei's anger.
"you……!"
However, Zhang Yuemei was still so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and her eyes were full of hatred and anger: "Why don't you listen to me? Where is the entertainment industry! Your mother hasn't lost enough in her life!"
"You're smart and beautiful, so why not do anything wrong, but go to the entertainment circle that eats people!"
"Where's the young master of the Jiang family? Why did you let you go to the entertainment industry? Does he love you or not!"
"Grandma---" Ye Zhen interrupted Zhang Yuemei calmly, "I'm going on my own, it's none of Jing Ting's business."
Ye Zhen sorted out her emotions and expressions, tried her best to smile naturally, and walked towards Zhang Yuemei, "Grandma, what's the matter?"
She opened the chair and sat down, Zhang Yuemei approached her nervously, "The day after tomorrow is your mother's death day, I almost forgot."
Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, the psychological defense line that had just been established was almost defeated by Zhang Yuemei's words.
Obviously just now Dr. Zhang said that she had already suffered from dementia, but now she clearly remembers the anniversary of her mother's death.
Ye Zhen closed her eyes, her heart felt as if a hole had been broken, and the cold winter wind poured into her heart crazily, making her feel cold and painful.
"Grandma..." Ye Zhen forced a smile, wanted to grab Zhang Yuemei's hand, but was afraid that her hand would be too cold to freeze her, so she gave up, "You are not well, the doctor said that you will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days... "
As she expected, Zhang Yuemei shook her head resolutely, with a resolute and serious expression: "That's no good, I have missed it for so many years, if I don't go this year, your mother will definitely blame me."
"Why? I go back to Anlan Cemetery to visit her every year. I've explained why you can't visit her. She won't blame you. "
Ye Qi died of illness in the coldest season of winter, every January NO.20 is her death day.
On this day, no matter how busy Zhang Yuemei was, she would set aside time to see her, and she was unshakable in the past six years.
Until six years ago, she fell down the stairs and was seriously injured and unconscious.
Even if she went to London, every January Ye Zhen would go back to China to visit Ye Qi's grave, and stay in City A for a week to accompany Zhang Yuemei.
A few days ago, Jiang Jingting wanted to accompany her no matter what, but later he was too busy with his studies, so he reluctantly obeyed Ye Zhen's words and let her go back to the country alone.
Since she broke up with Jiang Jingting back to China, Ye Zhen has been sweeping Ye Qi's grave alone for four years.
"That's not okay. She doesn't blame me, but I blame myself. I must be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow!"
Zhang Yuemei's tone was firm and uncompromising, as if even if Ye Zhen didn't agree, she insisted on doing so.
Ye Zhen couldn't resist her, and after struggling for a while, she said helplessly: "Don't get excited, I promise you..."
Zhang Yuemei is an adult with her own independent thinking and personality, even though she may be too old to walk or even suffer from dementia, Ye Zhen's respect for Zhang Yuemei will not change in the slightest.
"That's good..." Zhang Yuemei smiled instantly. She patted Ye Zhen's hand, but found that her hand was as cold as ice, and immediately hid her hand in the quilt with distress: "You child, why are you still like this?" , my hands are so icy in winter, I don’t know how to find gloves to wear..."
The warm warmth soaked from the palm of the hand to the heart, and the gap in Ye Zhen's heart gradually healed. Looking at Zhang Yuemei's reproachful eyes, her expression became softer, and she obediently admitted her mistake.
"By the way..." Zhang Yuemei warmed her hands for her, her voice suddenly dropped, she carefully looked at the door, and whispered: "Who is that person? Do you know him? Why are you standing at the door..."
Ye Zhen froze for a moment, then looked back, there was a corner of a black suit in the half-hidden door, stuck there motionless.
"Grandma, don't be afraid, he is my bodyguard, his name is Lin Mo."
The person at the door seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, and in the next second, the corner of the black clothes disappeared.
"Bodyguards?" Zhang Yuemei looked stunned, "Why do you have bodyguards?"
In the next second, she suddenly realized, "Is it your boyfriend? You don't have to hide it from me, just bring him here, I'll take a closer look."
As soon as she finished speaking, the tall figure at the door froze for a moment.
Ye Zhen couldn't laugh or cry, "Grandma, what are you talking about, my boyfriend is Jing Ting, and the bodyguard at the door was sent by him to protect me."
Zhang Yuemei was dazed for a moment, then opened her eyes wide: "Are you...are you with the young master of the Jiang family?"
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, without denying it.
Besides Jiang Jingting, Zhang Yuemei is the most important person in her life, and she doesn't want or want to hide it from her.
Looking at Ye Zhen's cold and aloof face, Zhang Yuemei knew it in her heart, feeling sad and emotional for a moment.
"You saved him when you were 15 years old. I thought it was normal for him to be grateful to you and take care of you everywhere."
She looked misty and recalled the past: "A few years ago when you returned to China, he also came back with you. He obviously had nothing to do with your mother, but he stood in front of the tomb with an extremely pious appearance. He has already done his best to you, why should he do this to this extent."
"Now I know, it turns out that he was already..."
Needless to say the rest, we all know each other well.
"Jing Ting... is very kind to me. When he's free in a few days, I'll let him come back to China to see you, okay?" Ye Zhen's tone was intimate and breezy, revealing a rare bit of coquettish playfulness.
Zhang Yuemei didn't agree immediately, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
Ye Zhen is just a child with a rough background and an ordinary background, but the Jiang family is a wealthy family that has lasted for a hundred years.
If the two are together, Ye Zhen will suffer a lot of criticism.
After all, Zhang Yuemei didn't express these worries. She could see that Ye Zhen and the young master of the Jiang family loved each other very much, and she didn't want to use her conservative views to put pressure on her.
She held Ye Zhen's hand tightly, as if she was afraid of being heard by the people at the door, and whispered: "You have been smart since you were a child, and grandma believes in your ability to pick men..."
Ye Zhen pursed her lips, "Jing Ting will be very happy to hear your words."
"By the way, Zhenzhen." Zhang Yuemei sat up straight as if she suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ye Zhen expectantly: "What do you do now? Teacher or doctor? That bodyguard usually protects you, won't you?" Affect your work?"
Ye Zhen's face froze, she lowered her eyes uneasily, and said softly: "Grandma, I told you not to be angry."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yuemei's face immediately darkened, the kindness and gentleness just now disappeared in an instant, staring at Ye Zhen solemnly, her tone became severe: "Don't tell me that you have followed your mother's old path."
Knowing that she couldn't hide it from her, Ye Zhen simply nodded silently, but not too much, for fear of aggravating Zhang Yuemei's anger.
"you……!"
However, Zhang Yuemei was still so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and her eyes were full of hatred and anger: "Why don't you listen to me? Where is the entertainment industry! Your mother hasn't lost enough in her life!"
"You're smart and beautiful, so why not do anything wrong, but go to the entertainment circle that eats people!"
"Where's the young master of the Jiang family? Why did you let you go to the entertainment industry? Does he love you or not!"
"Grandma---" Ye Zhen interrupted Zhang Yuemei calmly, "I'm going on my own, it's none of Jing Ting's business."
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