She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 339 The person who answered the phone that night was me

Helandai.

As you get closer, you can see dozens of thugs standing behind the car.

Her expression was indifferent, her eyes slightly narrowed, and then she smiled.

Helandai watched her walk over unhurriedly, and the Maine Coon at her feet seemed to share her unruly nature.

Although both were trained in an organized manner, Shen Manzhi possessed a unique sense of relaxation. That languor seemed to seep out from her very bones, even carrying an indifference that was hard to accept.

They are so indifferent that they disdain interacting with or arguing with others, so indifferent that they make people feel inferior and vulgar.

Helandai snapped out of her daze and smiled, “Miss Shen, it’s really not easy to meet you.”

Shen Manzhi said indifferently, "I really can't think of any reason why we should meet."

Helandai took two steps toward her, looking at her meaningfully, "Really? Have you forgotten why I came to find you? Being alone is not a good thing."

She was convinced that Shen Manzhi was a test subject who had been injected with the serum, and that she simply wanted to take Shen Manzhi away.

They had already laid their cards on the table.

Shen Manzhi merely tilted her head slightly, her raised eyes filled with disdain, "You?"

Helandai sneered, "Miss Shen is too arrogant. You have too many weaknesses. Since I was able to find this place, I naturally know what you care about."

Shen Manzhi laughed, "You can try and see if I'll leave you a whole corpse."

"Your threat doesn't seem to have much substance."

Such verbal threats of how someone will die are usually a defensive shell thrown out by a dying person or someone who is just using someone else's power to intimidate them. Having dealt with foreign forces for many years, Helandai could only find it laughable.

This is why people like them don't easily trust others or get emotionally involved; having no weaknesses allows them to be fearless.

She stared intently at Shen Manzhi, but couldn't detect any subtle changes in her expression. It was possible that she was hiding it well, but... it was also possible that she really could do it?
A strange sense of crisis welled up in Helandai's heart. Her pupils contracted slightly, and her sharp, needle-like eyes stared straight at Shen Manzhi's back.

The alleyway was between two buildings. As dusk settled, the narrow alleyway became pitch black, but from her perspective, something was clearly moving there, crowding out of the darkness.

Helandai felt a slight unease.

Suddenly, one of the thugs behind her stepped forward and whispered in her ear, "We're surrounded."

It fell heavily to the ground, and a chill ran down her spine. Finally, a crack appeared in Helandai's eyes.

She didn't even need to look back to realize that Shen Manzhi's people were everywhere in this small, secluded parking lot.

She looked at Shen Manzhi, shocked, then suddenly laughed, "What are you afraid of?"

With so many people silently following her, it's impossible that they're just keeping an eye on her.

Shen Manzhi did not fall into her verbal trap, "Shouldn't you be the one who's afraid?"

Helandai narrowed her eyes slightly.

She had plotted to kill Shen Manzhi twice, but she escaped both times. Shen Manzhi also wanted to kill her.

But now her identity is no longer that of a member of the "836" organization stationed overseas, but rather the annual inspection manager dispatched from the capital to the southwest region.

She crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin, "You wouldn't dare."

Shen Manzhi replied dismissively, "Likewise."

Helandai's expression remained unchanged, and Shen Manzhi did not argue with her, as if she had punched a cotton ball.

She smiled and said, "I have no intention of touching your group of kids. They are far less important to you than that person."

Shen Manzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Helandai knew she had hit a nerve, so she looked at her with ill intent, "Do you remember when we met at the Qin family a few months ago? The person in charge of the annual inspection will be accompanied by the Qin family throughout the trip."

She said, word by word, "On the night of the 6th, the person who answered the phone was me."

Unfortunately, she didn't see any other expression on Shen Manzhi's face.

But that doesn't mean it was useless. She didn't expect a response from the other party and tactfully left.

After Helandai's people left, the parking lot became empty.

Ares emerged from the alley behind Shen Manzhi, dressed in a pure black work uniform and ankle boots, his mixed-race features radiating a murderous aura. "Should we chase after him?"

Shen Manzhi's expression shifted slightly. "Let's withdraw."

Ares raised an eyebrow and gestured in a certain direction.

After returning from the Dominican Republic, Shen Manzhi was surrounded by many people, all of whom were well-trained members of the organization and were very well hidden.

"Why are there so many people?"

Ares choked for a moment, then whispered, "It seems like it's not just our people."

Shen Manzhi tilted her head, "What do you mean?"

"It seems they're here to protect you too; I only realized that tonight."

A thought crossed her mind, and she lowered her eyes slightly. "Let's go back first."

It was already 8 p.m. when we got back to Blue Bay.

Shen Manzhi first mixed cat food for Zhizhi, then washed her hands and looked around the kitchen.

Qin Yanfeng called on the way to say that he had a business dinner that evening and wouldn't be home for dinner, so he didn't need to wait for him.

She leaned against the island counter, drank half a glass of water but found it tasteless, and then casually took a bottle of red wine from the locker.

After taking a shower, the alcohol had worn off.

After eating and drinking its fill, Zhizhi nestled on the cat tree, licking its fur. Hearing a noise, it keenly raised its head and saw its owner carrying wine to sit down in the beanbag chair in front of the French windows.

There was a very soft blanket there, and it was very pleasant to roll around on it. The hedonistic big cat propped itself up on its front paws, then slid down and bent over, wagging its tail as it rubbed against its owner's drooping wrist.

"Meow~"

Shen Manzhi tilted his head, covered its body and rubbed it, then drank the rest of the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Qin Yanfeng returned not too late. His business partner was a married middle-aged man. After a few rounds of drinks, he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was sending people to Qin Yanfeng's side.

He leaned back in his chair, casually smoking. When he looked up at his business partner, his eyes, though smiling, were as cold as ice. "Mr. Jia, I am a married man."

But Mr. Jia, in high spirits after drinking, didn't understand his meaning at all. He even looked like he knew everything, smiling with narrowed eyes, "When you're out socializing, how can you not have someone accompany you? It's understandable if you have a virtuous wife at home."

Qin Yanfeng's smile faded as he dropped the cigarette into his wine glass, his earlier enthusiasm gone the moment he looked up.

A cigarette being poured into a wine glass signifies the end of the meal.

Mr. Jia visibly panicked, and seeing the other person stand up, he hurriedly followed, "Young Master Qin?"

Qin Yanfeng showed no mercy, taking the damp handkerchief offered by the attendant to wash his hands. "Mr. Jia, you should look for other opportunities to cooperate."

Boss Jia's forehead instantly broke out in a sweat, and he even sobered up a bit. "President Qin, you've misunderstood. President Qin, please give me another chance!" It was ten o'clock at night, and Shen Manzhi was still awake.

The room was brightly lit. Qin Yanfeng looked around the living room but didn't see anyone. He only noticed a half-empty bottle of red wine on the table.

He only walked towards the French windows after Zhizhi ran over in a daze.

The blind spot behind the sofa, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, is covered with a thick cashmere blanket, so you won't feel cold lying on it to sleep.

Qin Yanfeng looked at Shen Manzhi, who was curled up asleep on the ground, and then at the empty decanter and wine glass on the ground. He frowned slightly.

Why are you sleeping here?

He knelt down on one knee, about to pick her up, when Shen Manzhi opened her eyes, not out of consciousness, but out of wariness.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, her guard disappeared. She propped herself up, her eyes, wet with alcohol, were hazy, and she looked only obedient.

The thought of her being drunk and being stared at so openly by her stirred up ripples in Qin Yanfeng's heart.

The two hadn't been close for a long time.

The night they returned from Hong Kong, Qin Yanfeng, mindful of her injuries, restrained himself and only kissed her to comfort her before holding her to sleep, without doing anything overly intimate.

Now that she was so charming, he was captivated and a gentle kiss landed on her lips.

Shen Manzhi leaned back, only to have her waist encircled again, her breath instantly taken away, making her think of Helandai's words in her suffocating state.

She pushed Qin Yanfeng away, saying, "Don't touch me."

Qin Yanfeng assumed she was just a little drunk and throwing a tantrum, so he chuckled softly, "Don't you recognize me again?"

Shen Manzhi didn't speak. He cupped her face in his hands. Her eyes, which should have been full of drunkenness, hid a broken grievance. Tears welled up in her eyes, making her look incredibly charming.

But she clearly had a cold expression on her face.

Qin Yanfeng's voice softened, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Shall I carry you back to your room?"

"not good."

childish.

It seems to be related to me.

So he apologized, "I promised to have dinner with you tonight, it was my fault that something came up at the last minute."

Shen Manzhi remained silent, but did not let him leave.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "The social engagement was just a meal and a few drinks, then I came back."

Shen Manzhi remained silent.

He bent down to look.

She hadn't spoken because the alcohol had messed up her mind again. Her cheeks were white with a peachy blush, and her slightly lowered eyes lingered on his face.

Delicious food.

When Qin Yanfeng picked her up, he couldn't help but kiss her again.

Shen Manzhi turned her face away, speaking very slowly, "That night..."

Qin Yanfeng waited patiently for her to speak.

“I called you, and a woman answered.”

"when……"

Qin Yanfeng raised an eyebrow, but stopped speaking before he could finish.

Shen Manzhi rarely called him first, and on nights when he had a woman with him...

He only encountered Helandai at his hotel on the night he returned to Hong Kong to handle business.

As part of the annual inspection, the person in charge of the annual inspection was already waiting in Hong Kong.

That night, he left his phone in the car his business partner was taking him back to the hotel. It was Helandai who knocked on his room door with the phone.

A cold glint flashed in Qin Yanfeng's eyes, but Shen Manzhi caught it and pushed him away completely.

He explained the details gently and carefully, and added at the end, "I should have told you my mistake immediately."

But he didn't check the call log and had no idea about it. He only saw the message Shen Manzhi sent him to the Dominican Republic.

Shen Manzhi lowered her eyes, pushed his hand away, and tried to stand up on her own. Her steps were a little unsteady, so she slowly squatted down against the corner of the wall.

Qin Yanfeng felt a pang of bitterness and resentment as his hand slipped through his fingers.

She only revealed what happened a week later when she was drunk.

This thorn stuck in her heart had caused her pain for who knows how long.

He walked over, leaned down, and said, "It was my fault, you can punish me however you want."

Shen Manzhi didn't look at him or let him touch her, and rubbed her temples against the corner of the wall.

The red wine was a bit too strong, and she felt slightly tipsy, sometimes sober and sometimes drowsy, making it difficult for her to discern the truthfulness of his words.

Qin Yanfeng listened to her and didn't get any closer, but just stared at her with a deep expression.

Then he slowly squatted down in front of her, kneeling on one knee and then kneeling on the other, with his knees pressed against the two walls in the corner, completely encircling Shen Manzhi.

He kept a respectful distance from her.

Shen Manzhi sensed the presence so close to her. She slightly raised her eyes and saw the deep, immersive gaze of the person in front of her. One hand pulled down the hem of his shirt, revealing a slender waist that was barely visible. His beautiful, long index finger rested on the metal buckle of his belt.

His movements were slow and deliberate, and his suit trousers were taut at the thighs because of his kneeling posture, making one's throat inexplicably itchy.

The desire in her eyes and brows was even more alluring.

Shen Manyi's heart leaped into her throat. Without thinking, she reached out and placed her hand on his, trying to stop him.

The culprit, however, looked completely innocent, saying, "You wouldn't let me touch you."

Shen Manzhi was jolted, then hurriedly pulled her hand away, "Qin Yanfeng!"

"Can't I even touch myself?"

She was completely at her wit's end. Her eyes grew even redder, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Get out of my way."

"Then I'll leave you alone to think about it over and over again, and once you're sober, I'll find some excuse to convince yourself that nothing ever happened?"

She looked up in surprise.

Qin Yanfeng's movements were slow, his expression ambiguous, but his words were gentle and sincere.

"I don't want you to be alone. You'll only push me further and further away in your heart."