Ren Wenling

"Interesting. Go on."

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Wenling asked, "Can I sit first?"

"No."

Chuckling before the woman could say anything, Bai Long said, "I'm just kidding. Consider this your own house."

Rolling her eyes and not saying, 'This is my house!', Wenling sat near the foot of the bed, while Bai Long sat up with his back pressed against the bed's headboard. 

"Where shall I start? Oh yes! I was married to Zhu Zemin 40 years ago, but that bastard other than giving me the status of the First Queen, never once paid any real attention to me!"

"He took so many sluts with him to travel outside the Kingdom, but never once room me with him!"

Resisting the urge to ask, 'That's it?', Bai Long guessed that those sluts she was talking about were the women Zhu Zemin used to make that perverted breast moulds on the vault.