The queen's wife is too sultry

After an eight-hour flight, the plane landed.

Foreign countries are not like domestic ones. Without the congestion and chasing of fans to pick up the plane, the team and a group of people can travel very smoothly with a few big names.

Yang Luoer stood beside Ning Xuan, with her arms around herself, her face flushed from the cold, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "Hiss—what the hell is this weather, I'm so cold."

Ning Xuan put her hands in her pockets, gritted her teeth from the same cold, she sullenly ignored Yang Luoer, looked at Xie Huan standing next to Ye Zhen expressionlessly, her hands in her pockets were squeezed fist.

The weather in London was cold, and the assistant director was wearing a heavy down jacket, and he looked extremely bloated. He was standing in front of the team with a loudspeaker, and shouted to everyone:

"Everyone has worked hard along the way. The director team arranged a hotel for everyone. The recording task will start tomorrow. Everyone can take a good rest today."

"After leaving the airport, there will be a special car to pick you up. The weather in London is not as good as City A, everyone must keep warm—!" A gust of wind blew, the assistant director shouted the last sentence hoarsely, and finally put down the horn.

Several cars stopped at the door, Ye Zhen picked one at random, Xie Huan sat in the co-pilot, followed by Jiang Sheng, Xiao Bai followed closely, and when it was Xue Chen's turn, the driver suddenly shouted: "Hey, take a seat!" No more, young man, let’s change to another car!”

"No way—" Xue Chen crossed his face, glanced at the cameraman in the co-pilot, and asked sincerely: "Xiaobai, can you give me this seat."

Xiaobai was a little embarrassed, "Brother Chen, I'm just talking to Miss Ye Zhen, I'm afraid—"

Just as Yang Luoer was about to get in the car, seeing Xue Chen holding the door tightly, she was watching the fun with great interest: "Hey, there are vacant seats here, why do you have to squeeze in a car with others? What do you think?" That's right, Ning Xuan."

Ning Xuan's eyes were gloomy, she looked at Xie Huan beside Ye Zhen and said nothing, her nails were deep in her palm.

Does this Xie Huan like staying with Ye Zhen that much?

Xue Chen ignored Yang Luoer and cast an angry look at Xie Huan who was in the car. Xie Huan turned his head and pretended to be looking at the scenery outside the window.

Ye Zhen glanced at Xue Chen indifferently, "If you don't let go, you can only sit with the director team."

Xue Chen felt ashamed, glanced at Yang Luoer who was gloating from the corner of his eye, and said dejectedly, "I'd rather sit with the director team than Yang Luoer in a car."

He doesn't know about Ning Xuan, and he knows Yang Luoer very well, but among all the male artists who have worked with her, there is no one who has not had an affair with her.

I'm afraid this time.
The reality was cruel, Xue Chen still failed to escape the director's arrangement in the end, and shared a car with Yang Luoer.

On the way to the hotel, Ye Zhen leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes for a nap.

Xie Huan secretly looked at her across the seat.

Since boarding the plane to now, she seemed to be in a low spirit all the way, and she didn't say a few words.

He wanted to ask her if her allergies were cured, but there were other people in the car, so he could only suppress the desire in his heart, and looked out the window silently.

Sitting in the back seat, Jiang Sheng moved her legs uncomfortably, feeling that there was an indescribably weird atmosphere in the car, but as the newcomer with the lowest rank, she didn't dare to say a few words, so she had to try her best to lower herself presence.

The car drove through the streets of London to an ordinary hotel.

As soon as Ye Zhen got out of the car, she heard noise from the car in front.

She took off her sunglasses, turned her head and asked Xiao Bai: "What's going on?"

Xiaobai whispered: "It seems that Ning Xuan is dissatisfied with the hotel chosen by the director team, and said she wants to live in another place."

Ye Zhen glanced at the hotel in front of her. Although it is not as grand as the Orson five-star hotel, it is at least a local brand in London that is relatively close to the people. It is no problem to stay for a period of time.

She withdrew her gaze, put on her sunglasses again, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Xiaobai took her luggage and followed her into the hotel. Jiang Sheng's assistant got out of another car and followed her in.

"What if there are any cameras or sanitation problems in this kind of hotel! Are you responsible for any accidents!"

Ning Xuan crossed her arms and looked impatient: "Call the director, I want to talk to him."

The assistant director was sweating profusely, and his face was full of helplessness: "Miss Ning, we really don't have enough funds for everyone to live in a five-star hotel, you see, you can make do with it first."

Xue Chen, who was traveling with the two of them, had already entered the hotel, and Yang Luoer stood behind Ning Xuan, looking as if watching the excitement was not a big deal.

The surrounding staff looked at each other, at a loss.

"The director has something else to do, he won't be in London until tomorrow..."

With a cold face, Ning Xuan interrupted the assistant director impatiently: "That's your business, since you have no money, can I pay for a hotel instead?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her foot and was about to leave. The assistant director was sweating profusely. It was the recording of the program. If Ning Xuan didn't live with other artists, it might cause a lot of trouble.

"Ning Xuan, have you had enough trouble!"

Xie Huan frowned, and stopped in front of Ning Xuan displeasedly: "This is not your home, what are you messing around with!"

"I can live with other artists, why can't you?"

The people around fell silent, surprised in their hearts, this Ning Xuan's background is not simple, did not expect Xie Huan's attitude to be so tough.

But unexpectedly, Ning Xuan snorted coldly, cast a disdainful glance at the assistant director, and said to Xie Huan, "Since you live here too, I'll just stay there reluctantly."

The assistant director heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, looked at Ning Xuan's back turning back with fear on his face, and whispered to Xie Huan: "Mr. Xie, I still have to thank you, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Behind Ning Xuan is the Ning family, and he can't afford to offend her.

Xie Huan's ugly face gradually eased, "It's okay."

"Where's the director? Why haven't I seen him?"

"Director Du has something to do today, so he won't be in London until tomorrow..."

"Director Du?" Xie Huan looked surprised, "Isn't it Director Zhang? Changed director?"

The assistant director nodded: "Yeah, Director Zhang was fine last month, but this month, something happened at home and the program couldn't be recorded, so the program team was temporarily replaced by Director Du Ronghua."

Thinking of the experience of filming the MV last time, Xie Huan frowned, faintly having a bad premonition.