Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 26 You're Hurting Me

Shen Guining took a few landscape photos and noticed a terrace in the frame. She put down her phone and looked up, only to meet those deep eyes.

However, standing next to him was a European or American woman with a capable demeanor, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a professional woman's attire, exuding an elegant and confident charm.

A man and a woman stood side by side talking, a pleasing sight.

That kind of woman is a perfect match for Mr. Qu.

For some reason, Shen Guining felt a sense of loss.

The light overhead was a bit too bright, so she lowered her eyes and looked away.

Su Yuchen raised an eyebrow, "You brought this girl here, and you're just going to let her play by herself?"

Qu Yanci glanced at him.

Su Yuchen caught his gaze and chuckled, "I don't have those feelings for her anymore, I just think what you did was unfair."

He suggested, "How about we invite them over for dinner tonight?"

Qu Yanci's thin lips moved slightly, uttering two words: "Whatever you say."

"Then I'll call her." Su Yucheng took out his phone from his pocket, found Shen Guining's WeChat, and sent an invitation: [Miss Shen, would you like to have dinner with us tonight?]

Shen Guining quickly replied: 【No need, thank you. I won't bother you any longer.】

Su Yuchen showed the chat history to Qu Yanci and said in a drawn-out tone, "Looks like I don't have enough face."

Qu Yanci didn't respond, his expression indifferent.

Su Yuchen didn't know what he was thinking.

If we're talking about special cases, this Miss Shen is indeed special. Qu Yanci has never brought any woman out with him before. If it weren't for his tacit approval, Xia Xi wouldn't have been able to make that decision.

But now that they've brought them out, they're not taking care of them anymore. What's going on?
Shen Guining ate a light dinner; she had eaten too much snacks and fruit in the afternoon, so she wasn't very hungry.

At seven o'clock, a staff member knocked on her door to inform her that she could go to the hot spring now.

Shen Guining thanked him, changed her clothes in the room, put on a bathrobe, and went out.

There are several independent hot spring pools on the back mountain, which are natural, pure, and rich in minerals, and can nourish the skin.

A faint smell of sulfur filled the air, with water vapor swirling and heat rising.

Shen Guining took off her bathrobe and stepped into the pool through the stone steps.

The warm current soaks into the body, and the pores gradually open up.

"Shen Guining, what are you doing here?"

A woman's voice suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere from the shore.

Shen Guining looked up and met Jin Yuhan's gaze.

What a coincidence, to run into someone here.

"My friend invited me here."

Jin Yuhan frowned, and said while untying her bathrobe belt, "I don't necessarily want to share a bath with you. The others are in medicinal baths, and I can't stand the smell."

Shen Guining found it amusing, but remembering what had happened before, she still thanked her, "Thank you for speaking up for me last time."

"I just can't stand those foul-mouthed jerks, it has nothing to do with you." Jin Yuhan emphasized, "I still really hate you."

"..."

Shen Guining pretended not to hear, not wanting to argue with her.

Jin Yuhan soaked in the hot spring and took a cocktail from a tray on the shore to enjoy.

Shen Guining inadvertently noticed the dense hickeys on her back and couldn't help but exclaim, "Your back..."

Jin Yuhan realized what was happening, turned around and glared at her, "What? Never seen this before?"

"I've never seen anything this intense," Shen Guining said honestly.

Jin Yuhan remained calm on the surface, saying, "You saw it today, didn't you?"

"..."

"Do not look at what is improper," Shen Guining averted her gaze.

Jin Yuhan found her quite interesting, "The hickey is on my body, why are you blushing?"

Shen Guining immediately denied it, "I was heated by the hot spring!"

Jin Yuhan was too lazy to expose her, and said, "Fine, fine, fine."

She looks like a simple, innocent girl.

Neither of them spoke again. After soaking in the hot spring for half an hour, Shen Guining came out and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Mmm." Jin Yuhan hadn't had enough of soaking and was playing in the water on the shore.

Shen Guining wrapped herself in a bathrobe and returned to the hotel.

Before entering the room, she glanced at the tightly closed door next door.

I wonder if Mr. Qu is still having dinner and chatting with his friends.

The scene from that afternoon resurfaced in my mind.

Does Mr. Qu like that kind of thing? So no matter what she does, it's all in vain. He is always calm and collected, and he makes no exceptions for anyone.

The phone vibrated twice.

She snapped out of her daze, glanced down, and saw a text message from an unknown number.

[Shen Guining, don't think I can't do anything to you just because you've hidden in the capital.]

I told you, I won't let you get away with this.

Shen Guining's pupils contracted slightly. He gripped his phone tightly, pushed open the door, and leaned against it, panting.

The suffocating feeling in my chest wouldn't go away.

Zhou Shilin indeed knew she was in Beijing.

He's like a persistent, vengeful ghost, relentless in pursuing his goals.

Shen Guining stood there for more than ten minutes.

The swimsuit was sticking to her body too wet for too long and was very uncomfortable, so she took stiff steps toward the bathroom.

The shower was turned on, and the sound of running water filled the air.
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At 10 p.m., the entire resort was enveloped in tranquility, with moonlight and streetlights blending together to illuminate the night.

Qu Yanci had just finished a multinational conference, closed his laptop, and leaned back in his leather chair to rest for a moment.

The facial contours are three-dimensional and vivid under the light and shadow.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The sudden knocking broke the silence of the room.

The man opened his eyes, got up, and went to open the door.

Shen Guining raised her hand to knock again, but the door was pulled open just then. Her right hand missed its target, and she suddenly lurched forward, her head hitting a strong and broad chest.

The fruit plate slipped from his left hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Mr. Qu..."

The girl's voice was slurred and clearly intoxicated.

The scent of shower gel and alcohol mingled together, brushing against my nose.

Qu Yanci frowned and helped her steady herself. "You've been drinking."

"Hmm..." Shen Guining managed to stand up, her cheeks flushed, her eyes unfocused, the figure in front of her swaying back and forth, "I drank half a bottle..."

Qu Yanci stared at her intently, "You can't hold your liquor, so you drank that much?"

Shen Guining gave an irrelevant answer, "I came to bring you grapes, which I picked myself..."

She looked down in annoyance, "How did it fall to the ground?"

The little girl squatted down to pick it up.

She wore a very conservative style of pajamas after her shower, but when she bent over, the curve of her chest was still revealed.

Qu Yanci stared intently, grasped her wrist, and pulled her up. "I'll have someone bring you some hangover soup. Go back to your room and wait."

Shen Guining shook her head frantically, "I don't want to."

Qu Yanci patiently asked, "Then what do you want?"

Shen Guining blinked her blurry eyes and said timidly, "I want to go into your room."

Qu Yanci's fingers tightened. "Do you know what you're doing?"

So late at night, she knocked on his door in her pajamas and even wanted to enter his room. Was she really that audacious, or was she certain that he wouldn't do anything to her?
Shen Guining winced in pain at her wrist, looking at him with a wronged expression, "It hurts...you hurt me..."

It's so delicate and troublesome; it cries out in pain at such a small amount of force.

Qu Yanci released his grip, his tone becoming more forceful: "Go back to your own room."

Shen Guining instinctively felt afraid and kept her eyes drooping without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)