Her Majesty the Queen Has Become a God In the Entertainment Industry

 It is still drizzling outside the building.

 “Would you like to go back to the hotel and change clothes first?”

Jiang Lingxi looked at the black business car that had parked in front of her and shook her head, "No need."

The dress she is wearing is actually quite comfortable except that the back hem is a bit too long. If the ground is dirty and she needs to carry the skirt while walking, it is actually quite comfortable.

 “Just dress like this.”

The clothes she wore every day in her previous life were much more complicated and heavy-duty than this one. Compared with those, this one could only be considered a homely thing.

Shen Yunqing naturally had no objection. After the car stopped, he stretched out his hand to block the door that opened automatically, "Your Majesty, please."

Jiang Lingxi glanced at him, lifted up her skirt and got into the car neatly.

She didn’t ask where she was going. It would be a place where she could safely talk privately.

Zhao Xiaohu, who was in charge of driving, got off the car and just walked up to his boss when he saw Shen Yunqing holding a plastic bag that was being blown around by the wind. He looked closely and saw that there seemed to be a ball inside that was being rubbed. The crumpled paper appeared, and a look of confusion that was visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on the wheat-skinned face.

 He has never seen his boss holding anything like a plastic bag in his hand.

“Boss, is this the garbage you picked up? Give it to me and I will throw it away for you!”

Shen Yunqing paused as he was about to hand over the plastic bag. "I'll have to do a hard job for you later. Take the blood stains on the paper towels in this plastic bag to Lu Ye for testing. Tell him that the test results will come out." No matter how late it is, please inform me as soon as possible.”

Zhao Xiaohu's face suddenly straightened up, and his eyes when looking at the plastic bag changed from disgust to seriousness in a second, "I know boss, I will definitely send the tissues to Mr. Lu intact!"

 “Let’s go.”

 After Shen Yunqing got in the car, the door closed silently.

Jiang Lingxi watched him take out a disinfectant paper towel and slowly wipe his ten fingers and palms, and then quietly admired it for a moment.

　　It wasn’t until the used tissue was thrown into the car trash can that I stopped looking at someone’s hands and asked aloud: “Who is Lu too?”

"The founder of a laboratory that specializes in studying various strange diseases, especially blood diseases." Shen Yunqing took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took out one of the photos in the album to show Jiang Lingxi, "Three years ago, he The capital chain of the laboratory was broken. After I learned about him, I invested a sum of money in his laboratory and am now one of the shareholders.”

Jiang Lingxi lowered her head and glanced at the photo on the screen of her mobile phone.

He is a man with a somewhat gloomy but handsome face. He looks like he is in his thirties, but his temples are already a bit gray.

 Hand in his arms was a little girl who was smiling shyly at the camera.

 She is four or five years old. Children at this age are usually chubby and cute, but the little girl in the photo is so thin that she looks a bit out of shape.

 But it is not difficult to see the similarities between the two people’s eyebrows.

 “Father and daughter?”

 They should not be brother and sister.

 This age span is a bit big.

“Well, Lu Ye’s laboratory was actually originally built for his daughter. This little girl named Lu Lu has been suffering from a rare blood disease since she was born.”

Jiang Lingxi touched the head of the little girl in the photo through the screen and returned the phone. She did not ask him why he chose to fund Lu Ye's laboratory. After all, this laboratory was not profitable and might be a bottomless pit.

Shen Yunqing didn’t say why he did this in the first place.

 Nothing else, just understand it in your heart.

 Both of them moved past this topic in a tacit understanding.

Jiang Lingxi touched the dragon embroidery on the cuffs of her dress, "What is the relationship between Shen Chuyue and you?"

“She is the sister of Shen Hechen. She is the third member of the Shen family. They all currently live in Shanghai.”

 “What about you, Dafang?”

“Hmm. The Shen family currently has four rooms in total.”

"did not expect…"

Jiang Lingxi did not continue, but Shen Yunqing could more or less guess what she wanted to say.

　　The Jiang royal family of the Dayin Dynasty has long since dissipated like the smoke of history after thousands of years.

The Shen family has been able to continue to this day and can even be called a flourishing branch. It can be said that it is not weak.

Zhao Xiaohu drove seriously while trying not to look at the two people sitting in the back through the rearview mirror.

Miss Jiang will give him the feeling that she is here to check her household registration. The key is that the boss is very cooperative.

This is the first time he has seen such an obedient boss.

 After the commercial vehicle drove a certain distance, Jiang Lingxi recognized that this was the road heading to Xiyuan.

 Since we are going to talk about some private things later, Xiyuan is indeed a good choice.

However, there seems to be one person living in Xiyuan at present.

“Wait a minute, did we forget about Shen and Chen?”

Shen Yunqing was stunned, "It's okay. He knows the way back to Xiyuan. If things go wrong, you can call Xia Zhi and ask the driver to pick him up."

  Shen Hechen, who was learning from Lu Sen how to use a taxi app: "..."    Thank you to my cousin for being so trusting of him!

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“Sister Xu, Sister Xu? The car has already left. Should we go to the hospital first or go back to the hotel directly?”

 Xu Qingmei was brought back to her senses by the specially raised voice of the assistant next to her, and the scene she just saw was replayed over and over in her mind.

 In the rain, Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing got into the same car one after another.

Thinking again of the wound that had fallen on Jing Huai's arm, his face was so gloomy that the assistant beside him couldn't help but shudder.

“Xu, Sister Xu, are you okay?”

 “I won’t go to the hospital, and I won’t go back to the hotel. I will go home directly.”

"Can…"

The assistant's words were quickly swallowed by Xu Qingmei's look, and she quickly turned to the driver and told the driver, "Go back to the villa where Sister Xu spends most of her time."

 As for the things left in the hotel, we can only ask other people in the team to clean them up.

 Normally she would not dare to disobey Xu Qingmei's orders, let alone now.

So when Jing Huai and his assistant chased him to the penthouse suite of the five-star hotel where he and Xu Qingmei were staying, he saw that the door of Xu Qingmei's room was open, and several people he knew from Xu Qingmei's team were cleaning up inside, except for Xu Qingmei herself. .

In desperation, he directly pulled the arm of one of them, "Where is Sister Xu?"

The young man who was pulled turned to look at him, "Sister Xu went home directly without coming to the hotel. Didn't she tell you?"

Jinghuai was stunned for a moment.

 What do you mean, Xu Qingmei is planning to give up. What about the cooperation between them? Do you still need to use the borrowing photos that have been taken?

 Leave without leaving him a word, what should he do next?

He was so absorbed in thinking that he even forgot to let go.

Seeing this, the young man had to remind: "Teacher Jing, please take your hands off my arm first. I still have to pack my things. Also, the wound on your arm seems to have opened again, and blood is oozing out. , let’s deal with it quickly.”

Jing Huai quickly looked at his arm and saw a thin scratch less than ten centimeters long. It had been almost healed on the way here, but now a string of thin scratches appeared. Blood beads.

You can only go back to the bathroom of another suite to clean up first. "By the way, did you bring any hemostatic medicine?"

Originally, he saw that the wound was so small that he didn't even plan to apply medicine, but now when he looked at the pink blood in the sink that had not completely flowed into the sewer, he inexplicably thought of the wound that was exposed immediately after Xu Qingmei scratched his arm on the stage. With a frightened expression, I felt a little more uneasy for no reason.

The assistant's voice came from outside the door, "No, Brother Huai. Did you hurt yourself somewhere? I'll go downstairs to buy it now!"

Jing Huai looked at the wound that was slowly bleeding out after being washed, and took a deep breath, "Go quickly, I need a band-aid too!"

Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door outside, Jing Huai first took out a tissue to cover the wound, and then came out of the bathroom with his feet feeling heavy.

Taking the mobile phone placed on the sofa in the living room, he clicked on Xu Qingmei's profile picture and saw a red exclamation mark hanging in front of the last message he sent. Then he remembered that Xu Qingmei had unilaterally deleted him as a friend as early as last night. .

As we all know, when you delete a friend, all previous chat messages will also disappear unless you find specialized personnel to restore them.

Xu Qingmei’s techniques are more versatile than he imagined.

Originally, he should have known better and stopped looking for Xu Qingmei, otherwise he would really make this woman angry.

 But he felt uneasy now, so he gritted his teeth and applied for a friend again.

 Xu Qingmei was closing her eyes and relaxing in the car when she was carefully woken up by her assistant.

He opened his eyes impatiently, "What's wrong?"

“Sister Xu,” the assistant handed over her mobile phone and explained in a low voice, “Jing Huai just applied to be your friend.”

Xu Qingmei was about to take the phone and paused, "Don't worry about it."

"okay, I get it."

The assistant observed what was happening and quickly turned off the screen of his mobile phone.

 “Call me when you get home.”

"good."

The carriage here was quiet again. In the hotel suite on the other side, Jing Huai’s assistant just opened the door with a large bag of trauma medicine and witnessed the scrapping of another new mobile phone that had only been used for a few days.

He carefully walked over several broken parts of the mobile phone and walked up to Jing Huai. He didn’t dare to ask any more questions and just whispered: "Brother Huai, I bought the medicine. Can I apply it on you now?"

"Otherwise, how long do you want to wait?" Jing Huai couldn't help but cast a blank glance, stretched out his hand to grab the bag of medicine, "I'll do it myself!"

He was worried if he didn't apply it himself this time.

The assistant naturally didn't dare to say anything. Although Jing Huai's movements were unfamiliar and the amount of wiping was large, it was still useful. Then he turned around to clean up the debris on the ground and look for the mobile phone card that had been thrown somewhere.

Before he could find it, he heard an angry voice above his head, "What kind of medicine did you buy for me? The wound stopped bleeding after I applied it, but it was very itchy!"

It itched so much that he scratched his heart and liver, wishing he could scratch that patch of skin.

 But I was afraid that the wound would continue to bleed if I washed it away.

So he was so angry that he could only direct it at the assistant who came back from buying medicine.

The assistant was so confused by him that he scolded him. He had no time to continue looking for the mobile phone card, and quickly went back to check the ointment that had been used up for almost half of the time. "Brother Huai, look, this is used to stop bleeding. The pharmacy clerk gave it to me." The best-selling one I recommend has not expired since it was just produced.”

Jinghuai’s lips trembled suddenly, and he suddenly bent down and picked up the fruit knife placed on the coffee table.