The queen's wife is too sultry

Passing through the narrow and dark corridor of the hotel, Ye Zhen came to her room with the room card.

Xiaobai dragged his luggage and followed Ye Zhen into the room. The room was clean and tidy, but the layout was too small, the facilities were a bit old, and there was a damp smell.

It must be because London is always rainy.

Xiaobai looked at Ye Zhen cautiously: "Sister Zhen, this is an ordinary suite, why don't we go to the front desk to upgrade the room type?"

This room can only be said to be unsatisfactory, but Ye Zhen is allergic to mites, if the room is not cleaned properly, I am afraid her allergies will not be cured.

"No need." Ye Zhen's eyes were flat, she walked to the window and lifted some faded curtains, and opened the window to let the dull air circulate.

She took the luggage from Xiao Bai's hand, put it on the ground, opened it, and took out the contents one by one.

Seeing that Xiaobai was still just standing there and staring at her in a daze, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why?"

Xiaobai glanced at the layout of the room in embarrassment, and said tentatively: "Sister Zhen, don't you think this room is a bit small?"

Although there are two beds, the space between them is extremely narrow. It is indeed a little cramped for two people.

Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows and repeated: "Little?"

Xiaobai quickly waved his hand, and whispered: "I don't dislike it, I just feel that you have been wronged."

With Ye Zhen's position, even if the program team can't arrange a better hotel, at least they must arrange a separate room for Ye Zhen.

But the program team insisted that there were not enough rooms, and other artists had separate rooms, and when it was Ye Zhen's turn, she was forced to share a room with her assistant.

To put it bluntly, the program team is targeting Ye Zhen.

The more Xiaobai thought about it, the more angry he became, unconsciously writing all his thoughts on his face.

Ye Zhen could see what she was thinking at a glance.

"I know you can see that the program group is targeting us, but the most important thing now is to stay put. If you ask to change rooms because of this on the first day, wouldn't you just fall into their trap?"

"But." Although Ye Zhen's words are very reasonable, Xiaobai's dissatisfaction is still lingering: "But."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Ye Zhen took out the clothes and hung them in the closet, said indifferently, "I've lived in a room that's a hundred times worse than this, so it's nothing."

"Ah?" Xiaobai asked in surprise, "Sister Zhen, didn't you come back from London? How could that be?"

Ye Zhen stopped holding the hanger, her eyes dimmed, she pursed her lips, and said calmly: "Before I was 15 years old, my mother and I lived in a room less than [-] square meters."

"No windows, no air-conditioning, no separate wardrobe, and no bed of my own."

She smiled suddenly: "My mother sleeps on the bed, and I sleep on the floor. She often yells involuntarily because of stomach pains in the middle of the night, so it is normal for me to be woken up ten times a night."

Many embarrassing and painful memories came one after another, Ye Zhen picked out a random paragraph, and said calmly:
"Because there is no independent kitchen, I can only secretly use the landlord's kitchen to cook for my mother when he is away. I was caught a few times, and the landlord locked the kitchen and refused to let me use it."

Xiaobai opened his mouth, his eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Her expression was too calm and calm, as if the person speaking was not herself.

Ye Zhen's past, neither Sister Fei nor herself, has ever mentioned it.

Everyone's impression of Ye Zhen began when she returned to China alone at the age of 21 and entered the entertainment circle.

Before that, no one knew what Ye Zhen was like.

Someone used to smear her based on her origin and background, and even asked about her family in front of her. She always avoided or ignored it, and the outside world has different opinions on this.

Her past has become one of the mysteries in the entertainment industry.

"Sister Zhen, you."

Ye Zhen narrowed her eyes, hung a coat on the rack, her pale face was alienated and indifferent, "So Xiaobai, don't think of me as weak, I have experienced much more pain than you know."

Xiaobai murmured: "I'm sorry, Miss Zhen."

Just as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, it was Jiang Sheng and Xie Huan.

Jiang Sheng glanced into the room, and said embarrassedly: "Can I borrow your water heater? My room is broken."

"Okay." Xiaobai sorted out his emotions and hurried to the house to get the water heater.

Ye Zhen saw Xie Huan standing at the door, hesitant to speak, and said calmly: "Your water heater is also broken?"

"No, I." Xie Huan looked at Jiang Sheng hesitantly, as if he had something to say.

A bit of embarrassment appeared on Jiang Sheng's face, his right hand unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes, and thought: I can meet Xie Huan even if I borrow a water heater.

Xiaobai handed her the water heater, and after Jiang Sheng thanked her, she was ready to leave, but before Xie Huan opened her mouth, Ye Zhen made a gesture to close the door.

Xie Huan's face became anxious, and he quickly blocked the crack of the door with his hand, and almost got caught by the door in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Sheng shouted: "Be careful!"

She went to see Ye Zhen, and was surprised to find that the latter looked indifferent, as if he didn't care whether Xie Huan would be caught.

Seeing Ye Zhen's cold face, Xie Huan withdrew his hand angrily, blaming himself for being too reckless.

He handed the things in his hand to Ye Zhen, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "This is an allergy ointment and mite removal medicine, you may need it."

Xiaobai's face brightened, "Brother Huan, you came in time—"

She was about to reach out to take it, but Ye Zhen waved her hand away.

Ye Zhen held the door, and said impersonally: "I don't need it, please take it back, thank you."

Xie Huan was in a hurry and forgot that Jiang Sheng was still standing next to him: "I have no other intentions, just because I am afraid that you are allergic."

"I don't need it." Unmoved, Ye Zhen repeated it forcefully.

She glanced at Jiang Sheng, who had already been dumbfounded, and a dark light flashed across her eyes, then she straightened her back and looked directly at Xie Huan: "Xie Huan, I will only say this once, don't waste time on me, I I can't give you what you want."

Xie Huan froze all over, and gradually tightened his hand holding the bag. He lowered his head, and said in a somewhat stubborn and humble tone, "Why, is it that I'm not doing well enough?"

Like a kid who can't get enough sugar.

"No." Ye Zhen said calmly, "Did you watch my live broadcast on New Year's Day?"
"Looked."

She nodded, her eyes were almost cruelly calm and calm: "The man in the live broadcast room is not my cousin."

Xie Huan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were astonished: "Who is that?"

"My boyfriend."