Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 60 A Dream on the Verge of Shattering
Seeing Shen Guining being bullied, Ruby opened her mouth and bit the man's trouser leg.

Unfortunately, it is too small now, and its strength cannot move Qu Yanci in the slightest.

"Ow..."

"Shut up." Qu Yanci kicked it away.

Shen Guining quickly said, "Ruby, don't come any closer, I'm fine."

"You still have the nerve to care about that?" Qu Yanci's arm veins bulged. "Shen Guining, I'll give you one more chance. I can pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

He's offering a way out.

Shen Guining was stunned for a moment, then parted her red lips and said, "Mr. Qu, I meant what I said. We really don't get along..."

"Well--"

The unspoken words were swallowed up by the kiss.

Qu Yanci gripped the back of her neck with one hand and held her waist firmly with the other, then kissed her fiercely.

The breath rushed into my mouth, surging and scalding hot.

Her lips were bitten, and Shen Guining groaned in pain.

Unlike the previous kisses, this one felt more like an outpouring of emotion.

The burning heat of my palms seeped through the fabric of my pajamas and into my skin.

Qu Yanci pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply.

Shen Guining tilted her head back to endure the pain, her legs gradually weakening.

While my mind was foggy and I was feeling dizzy, someone picked me up around the waist.

Qu Yanci strode forward and led her into the room.

Ruby hurriedly followed, but was too late and unfortunately locked out.

Shen Guining heard the little one calling, but she had no time to pay attention as her back sank into the soft mattress.

Qu Yanci held her wrist above his head and leaned down to kiss her again.

Shen Guining was overwhelmed by the heat, her whole body felt numb, and soft sobs escaped from her throat.

The pajamas were piled up, creating wrinkles, and the buttons were undone.

The man kissed her deeply.

"No..." Shen Guining's eyes reddened, and tears slid down her cheeks.

She was frightened.

Mr. Qu had never been so fierce before; he bit her so hard it hurt.

Qu Yanci stopped moving after tasting the salty flavor. The desire in his eyes faded, leaving only indifference. "So disgusted?"

Shen Guining opened her eyes, her vision blurred with tears.

"Then as you wish."

Qu Yanci released her, got up and left, decisively and cleanly.

The door was slammed shut.

Shen Guining trembled slightly, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Her eyes filled with tears, and after a long while, she began to sob softly.
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After leaving the apartment, Qu Yanci sat silently in his car, smoking.

The smoke drifted from between his lips, and the nicotine was inhaled into his lungs, but it did not relieve his annoyance in the slightest.

He gave a mocking laugh, wondering when he needed to rely on smoking to suppress his emotions.

The phone lying on the center console started vibrating.

The call connected, and the person on the other end said, "Mr. Qu, the flowers you ordered have been delivered. Would you like them delivered directly upstairs?"

"threw."

His voice, damp with smoke, was cold and deep.

The person on the other end was stunned for a moment.

Ecuadorian roses, specially airlifted from abroad, were thrown away after all that effort?

Qu Yanci hung up the phone and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

Having lived for almost thirty years, I actually lost my composure for a girl in her early twenties.

She was the one who initially pursued him, she was the one who said she liked him, and now she's the one saying they're not a good match.

One has to wonder how much of what she said was true and how much was false.
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After crying, Shen Guining wiped away her tears and tidied her disheveled clothes.

She didn't know why she was so sad; her heart ached and felt suffocated, with a dense, throbbing pain.

She knew from the beginning that this relationship wouldn't last, that it was destined to end, and that ending it sooner would be better for both of them. She was probably too attached to Mr. Qu's gentleness and doting affection, too used to his kindness, so when he was harsh, she felt wronged and couldn't bear it.

Ruby was still locked outside and howling.

Shen Guining got out of bed barefoot, went to open the door, and hugged the little one. "Ruby, I'm fine, don't worry."

The little guy rubbed his face against her.

Shen Guining patted its little belly to comfort it, "Mr. Qu didn't kick you on purpose. Don't hate him. He's just too angry with me... He has every right to be angry."

It was getting late, so she coaxed Ruby back to her bed to sleep. She noticed that snow was falling heavily outside the French windows, condensing on the glass.

The first snow was beautiful, like a woven dream.

A dream on the verge of shattering.

That night, Shen Guining slept very lightly, waking up several times. When she opened her eyes again in a daze, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

My lip was cut and it hurt a little when I brushed my teeth, which brought back some memories from last night.

Mr. Qu was always calm and composed, never revealing his emotions; this was the first time I had truly felt his anger.

He had bitten the softest spot under the collar of her pajamas.

She wasn't bothered by his touch; she was just startled by his unfamiliar appearance.

At 11 a.m., the housekeeper came to cook and asked Shen Guining in advance what dishes she wanted to eat the next day.

She pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before saying, "Auntie, you don't need to come tomorrow."

"Okay." The auntie smiled and asked, "Are you eating out tomorrow?"

Shen Guining lowered her eyes. "No, I won't be living here anymore, so there's no need to trouble you any further."

The aunt looked at her in surprise, "You don't live here anymore?"

Shen Guining softly replied, "Mmm."

The aunt hesitated, wanting to ask if she had a fight with her husband, but in the end she didn't say anything more, as she shouldn't pry into her employer's private affairs.

In the afternoon, Shen Guining went out wearing a thick down jacket, a black beret, and carrying a bag.

As soon as I stepped out of the apartment, a biting cold wind hit my face.

It snowed quite heavily last night, and the flower beds and lawns in the green belt were covered with a layer of white.

The corridor was clean and tidy, having been swept by the cleaning staff early in the morning.

Shen Guining reached out and grabbed some snow from the leaves; her palm felt icy cold.

I remember the last time I played in the snow was when I was an exchange student in England.

It seems like it happened a long time ago, but it hasn't been that long at all.

Perhaps it's because so many things have happened this year that she has this misconception.
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At night, luxury cars are constantly parked in front of the private club.

The private rooms on the top floor are not open to the public.

The waiter refilled the tea and quietly left, not wanting to disturb the important people inside who were discussing business.

"I never expected that Zhou Chongli would actually hand over his power to someone else for the sake of a woman."

"With his status, he can have any woman he wants. What's wrong with him?"

"If you don't suffer, you'll suffer. It's perfectly understandable to pursue love at twenty, you're already this age..."

The conversation was suddenly interrupted.

Qu Yanci held his teacup and spoke indifferently, "What about at this age?"

The other person paused for a moment, afraid of saying the wrong thing, "At this age, one should be in the prime of life and naturally focus on one's career like Mr. Qu."

Qu Yanci rested his left hand on his forehead, his eyes calm and indifferent.

The cell phone next to the tea table vibrated.

Qu Yanci raised his hand and swiped the screen; a WeChat notification had appeared.

Shen Guining: [Mr. Qu, I've kept all the jewelry you gave me in the dressing table drawer. I've already cleaned the apartment, and I'm moving out tomorrow. But Ruby, may I take her with me?]

He curled his lip in a mocking smile.

So eager to draw a clear line.

Unable to get a reply to the message, Qu Yanci placed her phone face down on the table.

After a brief silence, the conversation continued.

"I heard that Mr. Jay Chou might appoint Zhou Shilin as the head of the Zhou family."

"If that's the case, the Zhou family will also decline..."