The queen's wife is too sultry

More than 1 kilometers, a [-]-hour flight.

When the plane was about to arrive in New York, Ye Zhen just woke up from extreme dizziness and nausea.

The cold ground and the soreness all over her body reminded her that this was not filming, but a kidnapping that was actually staged, and it happened to her.

Opening her heavy eyelids, all she could see was a chaotic darkness. The damp and cold air squeezed into her nostrils. She frowned in pain, but she couldn't make a sound.

Because her mouth was sealed with duct tape.

After realizing this fact that made her desperate, she began to struggle with her hands and feet. The rough hemp rope tightly bound her hands and feet, making her unable to move. There were even signs that the more she struggled, the more the rope tightened.

For a moment, sweat soaked her clothes, extreme dizziness and overdrawn physical strength forced her to give up struggling, and could only hopelessly wait for the judgment to come.

She stared blankly at the darkness, and many images that made her look forward to began to replay in her mind.

Jiang Jingting took the flight back to City A today, and she promised him to pick him up; Zhang Yuemei was waiting for her at home, and Aunt Liu, the nanny, had already cooked a table of hot meals; her friend Ruan Yun still brought her a meal as usual. The illustrations drawn by her own hands, let her hang them in the bedroom with a smile.
Now, it seems that all the beauty can only stay in her mind.

Tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes.

She suddenly regretted not listening to Jiang Jingting's words.

Even if that person is not Chen Fei, she should stay at home with Zhang Yuemei.

Instead of relying on Lin Mo's company, he agreed to go out to eat hot pot with Ruan Yun, so that Xiaobai succeeded.

Wrong, everything is wrong, she thought.

It wasn't Chen Fei who wanted to kill her, but Xiao Bai.

Even Jiang Jingting was misled, even if he had called to remind her earlier, it would not help.

Thinking of the phone call Lu Qing made to her when he was in the box, it should be to remind her, right?
But who is it, who wants to kill her, let Xiaobai lie in ambush by her side for so many years.
Jiang Jingting told her that he would explain everything to her when he returned to China.

Now it seems that we can't wait for that time.

"Why don't you move, are you tired?"

An extremely familiar voice came into her ears, right next to her.

She could even hear the man's gentle breathing.

Ye Zhen opened her eyes suddenly, hesitated for a moment, and moved her legs in response.

The man chuckled: "Anyway, you already know who I am. In this case, let's be honest."

After finishing speaking, she lifted the black bag covering Ye Zhen's head.

The man's face instantly came into Ye Zhen's eyes.

It was Bai Qinghe, her assistant who had been with her for nearly five years.

The dazzling light didn't come as planned, Ye Zhen looked around and confirmed that she was in a small and airtight cargo compartment, and she was on the plane.

"How is it? Isn't it surprising?"

Bai Qinghe squatted beside Ye Zhen, looking at her with great interest, her young face was smiling, as before, harmless to humans and animals, and even a little cute, which made it easy for people to let go of their guard.

Seeing Ye Zhen just staring at her coldly, she suddenly understood, tore off the tape on her mouth, and smiled embarrassedly.

Due to the effect of the medicine, Ye Zhen's dry voice was extremely hoarse, as if there were sand rubbing against it:

"Where are you taking me?"

"America." Bai Qinghe said succinctly: "You don't even know the specific location, but you will know it when you arrive."

"I'm thirsty, give me water."

Bai Qinghe casually took a bottle of water from the shelf beside her, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Ye Zhen's mouth.

"Drink."

Ye Zhen glanced at the water in her mouth, but didn't move.

Bai Qinghe smiled, then took a big sip, and handed it to Ye Zhen's mouth again:

"Drink it, it's not poisonous."

"Unless I get the boss's instructions, I won't attack you casually."

Ye Zhen was originally lying on her side on the ground, but she felt that this position was too humiliating, so she tried her best to change from lying down to sitting up.

With the hands tied behind his back, this simple movement is also made very difficult.

After the whole process, Bai Qinghe just watched, and didn't move at all except handing her the water.

Ye Zhen took her hand and gulped down a big mouthful of water, the hot feeling in her throat finally eased a lot.

She took a few breaths and took another sip of water before regaining some strength.

Bai Qinghe screwed up the water bottle, put it back on the shelf, and heard her ask:
"Who is your boss?"

"George Dawson."

Ye Zhen frowned, she had no memory of the name.

Bai Qinghe said lightly: "I told you, it's useless to tell you."

In the next second, she changed the topic: "But I can give you some clues."

"You have an admirer named Gu Zheng, right?"

Ye Zhen was silent for a moment, then whispered: "He is my friend."

Bai Qinghe sneered, "I'm not interested in your relationship, but I can tell you that her mother's name is Catherine Dawson, and she is George's daughter."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen felt as if struck by lightning, and was stunned speechless.