The queen's wife is too sultry

Chapter 335 Your Father Is Still Alive

In the room without windows, Ye Zhen was lying on the bed sideways, staring at the wall without focus.

Next to the pillow, there were several novels, which Arthur asked the maid to bring over. After she turned a few pages, she never moved again.

In an unfamiliar prison, she did not and could not be in the mood to read any novels.

Arthur's words kept echoing in her mind like the whispers of a demon, bringing waves of panic, making it difficult for her to regain her composure.

Why was she involved in Dawson's house, and why neither Bai Qinghe nor Arthur wanted to tell her?

Her thoughts were in a mess, Ye Zhen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what, she simply sat up, and when she was about to get out of bed, there was a knock on the door unexpectedly:
"Can I come in?"

An unfamiliar and deep female voice.

Ye Zhen froze for a moment, feeling very confused by this request.

She's a prisoner, and when it's her turn it's up to her to decide.

Confused and puzzled, she shouted, "Come in."

The man opened the door after getting her consent.

An extremely noble and delicate face appeared in Ye Zhen's sight.

The two looked at each other. The man had blond hair like a waterfall, and his blue eyes were like luxurious and bright blue diamonds. They were deep, noble, and elegant, exuding a breathtaking attraction, which made people stare at her unconsciously and obsessively.

But just looking at each other for a few seconds, Ye Zhen felt a very strong sense of familiarity in her heart.

It was as if she had seen these eyes before.

"Miss Catherine, Mr. Arthur has explained that you can go in, but you can't bring other things, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Ye Zhen was stunned when she heard that, Catherine?

Gu Zheng's mother?
She froze, and finally understood where the familiarity came from.

She remembered that Gu Zheng also had a pair of incomparably deep blue eyes inherited from his mother, but his eyes were like the surface of a gentle sea, while Catherine gave off a feeling of coldness like an iceberg.

"I see, gentlemen, it's just a necklace. Is there any need to be so nervous?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Catherine, we're just following the orders of your husband, you can go in."

Catherine snorted coldly and closed the door.

Ye Zhen sat on the bed, raised her eyebrows, and watched this proud and elegant woman walk towards her.

Catherine looked around, frowned and said, "This room is simply uninhabitable."

Ye Zhen said very naturally: "It's okay, I've stayed for a day and a night."

She patted the bed and invited her to sit down: "There are no extra chairs here, you can only sit on the bed."

Catherine raised her eyebrows, and sat beside her generously, looking at Ye Zhen from top to bottom without any scruples in her eyes.

Ye Zhen sat calmly, also looking at her from the corner of her eye.

After a while, Catherine raised her eyebrows slightly, "You know me?"

Ye Zhen nodded: "When your son William was studying at UCL, we were the same teacher and also friends."

Catherine hooked her lips, and did not show any surprise: "Yes, I haven't heard him mention you."

This is the first time she laughed since entering the door just now.

Like a cold and cold iceberg, it suddenly melted, and a warm spring breeze blew.

Obviously, this is a woman who has been taken care of by time.

Gu Zheng was originally one of the few outstanding men she had ever met, no matter in terms of appearance, family background, or ability, he was not inferior to Jiang Jingting.

Once at UCL, those gentle and deep blue eyes have amazed many people. Today, Ye Zhen still remembers the first glimpse when they first met. A person who can be compared with him, except for Gu Zheng, she can't think of another person.

She had already met Jiang Jingting's mother. Qiao Jingxian's aggressive beauty and arrogance still cast a shadow in her heart.

Catherine's family background is not inferior to Qiao Jingxian's, even better, but Ye Zhen didn't feel any discomfort due to the same nobility and pride.

Ye Zhen smiled, "After I left UCL, I haven't had much contact with him. It's normal that you haven't heard of me."

One is the hostage and the other is the master.

But after Catherine entered the door, the two chatted more like friends who had just met. They did not show anger or treat each other coldly, but said this calmly and calmly, which was very different from the atmosphere when Arthur came.

Even Ye Zhen felt unbelievable about this.

"But even though he didn't mention you to me, I already knew about your existence."

Ye Zhen was startled, "What did you say?"

Catherine smiled, took out a jade pendant from her pocket and handed it to her: "The servant picked it up at the door, I guess it's yours."

In her palm lay a crystal clear jade pendant with dragon patterns.

Ye Zhen was startled, and touched her neck belatedly, only to find that it was empty.

"This is indeed my jade pendant, it is very important to me, thank you"

Catherine watched Ye Zhen put the jade back on, "You're welcome."

"This jade pendant is very beautiful, and it looks like it is worth a lot."

Ye Zhen looked down at the jade pendant, her eyes softened unconsciously, "In my heart, it is a priceless treasure."

Catherine stared at the jade pendant, her expression became a little subtle, and she said slowly, "Because your mother gave it to you, right?"

Ye Zhen looked up, eyes full of surprise, "How do you know?"

"Do you know my mother?"

Catherine shook her head, "I haven't seen your mother, but I know she exists."

She sighed softly and said with a wry smile: "Compared to her, I know your father better."

A light sentence, like a boulder hitting the calm water, instantly set off a turbulent wave in Ye Zhen's heart.

She stared at Catherine motionlessly, with complex emotions in her black eyes, trying her best to restrain her inner excitement, and asked:
"You know my father?"

Catherine nodded.

Ye Zhen's heart instantly rose to her throat, tens of thousands of words gathered in her mind, scrambling to jump out of her throat.

But she opened her mouth, but couldn't pronounce a single syllable.

She had an inexplicable and strong premonition in her heart that Catherine was definitely not talking about Ning Hongjing.

But her biological father.

Her eye sockets started to feel hot, she bit it out, and asked in a low voice, "Is he still alive?"

Catherine nodded, "Don't worry, your father is still alive."

Although she had never met her biological father, and didn't even know where he was or what his last name was, the moment she heard that his father was still alive, she felt a heartfelt sense of relief.

Catherine saw her excitement, and her blue eyes unconsciously showed a little more pity.

As a bystander who knows the ins and outs, she can understand Ye Zhen's mood at the moment.

They are obviously father and daughter, but Ye Zhen has never seen her father since she was born.
We could have been together, but we could only be separated.

Even though the two had just met, Ye Zhen showed an extraordinary calmness and calmness, but when she heard that her father was still alive and her eyes were red, Catherine really felt that the person sitting in front of her was indeed just a 20-year-old Just a little girl.

She sighed softly and said softly: "Your father is still alive, he is in New York now."

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