The queen's wife is too sultry

Shen Yan pulled the cart of the cleaning staff and asked eagerly, "Did you see which room he went to? Or you can tell me which floor he is on."

The cleaning staff was a fat white aunt. She looked Shen Yan up and down, then smiled mysteriously, and stretched out five fingers.

Shen Yan was stunned, not knowing why.

Ye Zhen sighed and said in Chinese: "She wants money."

"Damn it!" Shen Yan cursed in a low voice, and reluctantly took out her wallet.

Unexpectedly, apart from two hundred pounds in cash, there were only a few bank cards left in the wallet.

He reluctantly handed the only two hundred pounds to the aunt, "Is this okay for the head office?"

The aunt took the money, carefully identified the authenticity, and then put it into her pocket with a smile on her face:
"Actually, fifty pounds is all you need. God will bless you for being so generous."

Shen Yan's face darkened, "Then you pay me back the remaining 150 pounds."

The aunt hurriedly clutched her pocket tightly, pointed to the elevator and said, "He's on the 10th floor. I don't know the exact room number, but it should be after [-]. You can look for it."

The two rushed to the twentieth floor by elevator, looking at the two rows of neat doors, Shen Yan could not help but touch his forehead:
"There are so many rooms, which one are they in?"

Ye Zhen pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "If I guess correctly, it should be on the 25th."

"How did you guess that?"

The two walked side by side, Ye Zhen explained: "My birthday is September 25, so Jing Ting always prefers the number 25."

Such an urgent moment was shown again, and Shen Yan was so impressed by her admiration that she rushed to the gate of 2025 immediately.

How could they know that before they had time to knock on the door, there was a sound similar to a gunshot from inside, both of them were shocked, Shen Yan slammed on the door without thinking, and shouted:
"Open the door! Open the door quickly! Jiang Jingting! I know you are inside! Don't do anything stupid, I brought Ye Zhen here too!"

Knocked for a long time, no one answered.

Shen Yan was anxious, and immediately thought of the worst possible outcome, and planned to kick him directly, but before he even lifted his foot, the door suddenly opened.

A burly, burly, bald man in a black vest was staring at the two with displeasure:

"Who are you looking for?"

This person exudes an aura of a mafia boss from the inside out, which makes people fearful when they see it.

Shen Yan looked at the bald head who was a head taller than herself, her face turned pale, and she smiled, "Sorry, I remembered the wrong room number."

The bald head glanced at Ye Zhen, and said coldly: "For the sake of this beautiful lady, I won't argue with you."

After all, the door was closed with a "bang".

Shen Yan glanced at Ye Zhen coolly, "It seems that Jing Ting doesn't like 25 very much either."

Ye Zhen's face became hot, "Sorry, let's look for it again."

Just as they were about to continue searching around the corner, a male voice came through the door very faintly into their ears:
"Jiang Jingting, are you so worth it! Have you ever considered for Zhenzhen!"

The two of them were shocked again, they immediately stepped back and looked at the house number: 2029.

Just as Shen Yan was about to knock on the door, she suddenly stopped, pulled Ye Zhen over, and said calmly, "Come here."

Ye Zhen took a deep breath and knocked on the door without thinking about it, "Jing Ting, are you in? Is my father with you?"

Silence answered her.

It seemed that the voice heard just now was just an illusion of the two of them.

Ye Zhen couldn't help panicking, the voice she heard just now lingered in her mind, even though she hadn't met Frank yet, she was sure that it was her father.

Could it be that Jing Ting really wanted to hurt her father as Shen Yan said?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhen knocked harder on the door, her voice full of panic: "Jing Ting, can you open the door? I want to see you!"

Shen Yan pulled her away, kicked the doorknob directly, his eyes gradually became fierce: "Jiang Jingting, Zhenzhen is at the door, I advise you to be sober! Don't do stupid things!"

The first kick went down, but there was still no movement inside the door.

Just as he was about to kick the second time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, Shen Yan kicked in vain, staggered and rushed into the room before he could brake in time.

Before he could stand still, he saw Jiang Lifeng lying in a pool of blood with his eyes closed.

And Jiang Jingting standing by the door with a gun in his hand.

Shen Yan didn't have time to question Jiang Jingting, so she hurried to check Jiang Lifeng's breath, and after confirming that he still had breath, she yelled at the door:

"Zhenzhen, call an ambulance!"

Ye Zhen stared at Jiang Jingting, their eyes met, they were very close, but she felt that he had become extremely strange.

He is like a messenger sent by the god of death, his fair and handsome face exudes a cold chill, and the look in his black eyes looking at her is no longer gentle and lingering, but a kind of calm that is close to death. The corners of his eyes are stained with blood. Dried up, like the flowers on the other side of hell, coquettish and bloody.

An unprecedented chill swept Ye Zhen from head to toe.

She turned around, her trembling hands made her almost unable to hold the phone, tears blurred her vision, and before she could wipe it off, she hit the screen of the phone. It took her three presses to successfully dial the number for the ambulance.

"Hi, this is the London Ambulance Service, do you need any help?"

"At the Helton Hotel on xx Avenue, someone is seriously injured and needs treatment. Please send someone over as soon as possible."

Inside the room, Shen Yan used the bandages on the floor to wipe Jiang Lifeng's wounds three times and five times to stop the bleeding, then gritted his teeth and carried him on his back, looking deeply at the two people at the door:
"Zhenzhen, the ambulance will arrive soon, do you want to go to the hospital with me?"

Ye Zhen stared blankly at Jiang Jingting, as if she couldn't hear anything and forgot to think.

Shen Yan watched anxiously, but was too embarrassed to rush.

For a moment, Jiang Jingting closed his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Go, Zhenzhen, you are his daughter, and what he needs most is you."

Ye Zhen trembled all over, tears welled up in her eyes, "Jing Ting."

Shen Yan sighed heavily, "Let's go."

The ear-piercing siren of the ambulance moved from far to near, Ye Zhen let Shen Yan drag her away from the [-]th floor, and watched the medical staff carry Jiang Lifeng, who was covered in blood, into the ambulance.

In the car, the medical staff measured Jiang Lifeng's blood pressure, while Ye Zhen sat aside, staring blankly at her father.

It was as if a hole had been broken in her heart, and the cold wind couldn't stop pouring in, making her whole body ache from the cold, and she couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Shen Yan hugged her shoulders distressedly, and silently accompanied her.

Ye Zhen moved her lips, her voice was as soft as a feather, "Shen Yan, why did Jing Ting do this."

"Zhenzhen, when Jing Ting comes, let him tell you personally."

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.