C6 (2/2)

Walking to the car park, before he could dig out the key, he saw Zhong Zhen jumping down from the car, still looking full of spirit and vigor. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of her, ”So fast? I thought it would be a long time before I fell asleep. ”

Zhong Zhen still wanted to say something, but when he saw Xia Ying's expression, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although the goddess was normally cold and arrogant, at this moment, the person standing in front of her, actually had a somewhat defeated expression. Zhong Zhen wasn't sure if he had seen wrongly, but he could only ask: ”What's wrong with the goddess?”

”Cut the crap, get in the car.”

”Oh, okay.” Zhong Zhen opened the car door and let Xia Ying in. After getting in the car, Zhong Zhen didn't start the car immediately.

It was strange how, when he first looked at her from afar, he had always felt that she was too dazzling and unapproachable for him until he had truly become her assistant. Only then did he realize that she was different, always appearing lonely and sorrowful behind the spotlight.

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but be worried when he saw the message from the crew. Only then did he come over.

Returning to the villa, it was already too late. Xia Ying was washing up in the bathroom, and Zhong Zhen was waiting in the living room. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out to take a look.

Zhong Zhen did not understand, but after thinking about it again, there was indeed a situation, so he immediately called the manager to clear up the situation.

This Meng Kang was simply too much. How could he tolerate this? He was someone that anyone would dare to bully. He suppressed his anger and asked about Meng Kang's hotel and the room number.

Without waiting for Xia Ying to come out, she casually found a mask, grabbed the baseball bat on the cabinet, and drove all the way to the hotel.

The manager had already picked up his room card and was waiting at the door. Although he hadn't interacted with the visitor for too long, he had never seen him like this. He could only tremble and shout: ”Mr. Xue.” Standing aside, waiting for him to greet them.

Zhong Zhen did not think too much, he opened the door and grabbed the alcohol reeking man who had just woken up, then started hitting him with his baseball bat wildly, not caring about whether he was dead or alive, he only cared about making a move, the anger in his heart could only be quelled by this.

After Xia Ying finished showering, she came out of the bathroom and walked into the living room. However, she did not see Zhong Zhen, so she did not know where he had run off to. As he looked around, he still did not see Zhong Zhen's figure. He had a bad premonition in his heart.

He shook his head and smiled wryly. It had only been a few days, but he was already used to this guy. When he thought about pouring Meng Kang's glass of wine that night, although he didn't regret it, he felt helpless when he thought of tomorrow.

After all, no one in the industry was allowed to cover the sky with one hand. Besides, he was just a small model, so what if he was popular?

When Zhong Zhen returned, the first thing he saw when he opened the door was a stunned Xia Ying in the living room. He was wearing his pajamas and had a towel on his head.

, who had shed his halo, seemed to be completely lazy. He was completely different from the domineering model in front of the camera, and Zhong Zhen was glad that he was able to admire such a Xia Ying.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan felt that the beating he gave the other party just now wasn't severe enough. Not only did he become a pig head, but he should be crippled by now.

She quietly walked over and reached out her hands to help wipe her half dry hair. Xia Ying was 176 in height, there were very few people who could match her height, and some men would even lose half of their aura in front of her. At this moment, in front of Zhong Zhen, who was 188, he felt like a petite girl.

Xia Ying recovered her wits, and then asked him: ”Why are you running around so late at night when you aren't sleeping?” The tone was not good.

Zhong Zhen still had a harmless smile on his face as he used a towel to dry her hair. Without saying a word, he quietly enjoyed the peaceful and beautiful scene. Zhong Zhen stood behind Xia Ying, seemingly embracing her in his arms and looking at her speechlessly. The crystal chandelier above his head had not been completely turned on, and as the light poured down, it seemed incomparably gentle.

Xia Ying was dazed for a moment, but after reacting, she coughed dryly and exited Zhong Zhen's embrace, ”Where did you go tonight?” When she looked down and saw the wound on Yun Che's hand, his right hand had a cut on her palm that leaked a bit of blood. Xia Ying's tone became even more unyielding, ”Speak! ”What are you doing?”