Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 67 Girlfriend

"Didn't you eat properly?" he asked.

Shen Guining answered softly, "Yes."

I couldn't eat much during the few days I had a cold.

Qu Yanci lowered his head, his warm, deep voice drifting past his ear, "Look up."

"Hmm?" Shen Guining obediently tilted her head back.

A burning kiss pressed down on her without a word, giving her no time to react.

Qu Yanci closed the door behind him, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against the door.

His tongue parted her lips and teeth, kissing her deeply, stealing her breath like a whirlwind.

Palms pressed together, fingers interlaced tightly.

Shen Guining opened her mouth, letting out soft moans.

In front of Qu Yanci, she appeared exceptionally petite, completely enveloped by his broad frame.

A long-awaited kiss, passionate and tender.

Shen Guining's palms were hot and sticky.

When they parted, she was panting, her lips were red from being sucked, and her eyes were wet.

Qu Yanci released her hand, bent his index finger, and gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with his knuckles.

Shen Guining felt weak all over and leaned against him, panting.

After a while, her breathing slowed, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "Are you done with your work?"

Qu Yanci rubbed the back of her head. "Not yet."

Shen Guining looked up at him in surprise, "Then why are you still..."

We've been kissing for so long.

Knowing what she wanted to say, Qu Yanci scoffed, "I want to kiss you."

Shen Guining blushed and pursed her lips.

It's impolite to stay outside for more than ten minutes.

Qu Yanci took her with him.

Before leaving the private room, he took two tissues from the table and wiped the little girl's palms.

Next door is a billiards hall.

Inside were a man and a woman, both with European or American features. The man was wearing a blue polo shirt, with chiseled features and a deliberately grown beard around his lips that gave him a wild look. The woman next to him was wearing a hot halter dress, with her reddish-brown wavy hair tied into a high ponytail, looking mature and capable.

In contrast, Shen Guining's attire was too casual and simple.

She wore only a pink and white knit sweater and flared jeans, relying entirely on her beautiful face to carry the look. Even without makeup, she was still radiant and charming.

The man, with his arched eyebrows, asked meaningfully, "Vince, and who is this?"

Qu Yanci approached, holding the girl's wrist, and said casually, "Girlfriend."

After speaking, he introduced the man's identity to Shen Guining.

She immediately recognized the company; the man was Leo, an entrepreneur on the Forbes list, and his girlfriend was standing next to him.

Shen Guining switched to English and greeted them politely, "Hello, my name is Stella."

"Hello, Miss Stella." Leo praised with a smile, "Vince has excellent taste; he found such a beautiful girlfriend."

Shen Guining wasn't very good at handling these kinds of social situations and appeared somewhat reserved.

Qu Yanci held her hand reassuringly and brought the conversation back to the main topic, "Can we get a result on the contract today?"

Leo fiddled with the pool cue in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the scattered colored balls on the table. "There's no point in continuing like this. I think we should bet on this eight ball. Whoever loses, gives up three percent of their profit."

If you want to play, play big.

Qu Yanci nodded, "Okay."

Leo smiled, "However, it's too boring for just the two of us to play. Let the girls play instead."

Shen Guining was stunned and subconsciously looked at Qu Yanci.

She doesn't even know how to play billiards, so why bother comparing?

Leo put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder and continued, "Isn't that how doing business? Risk and reward go hand in hand. It's a one-shot deal, and if I lose, I'll accept it wholeheartedly."

Qu Yanci knew what he was planning, but rather than wasting time, it was better to finish the job quickly.

He lowered his gaze and squeezed the little girl's hand. "Want to try?"

Shen Guining gripped his fingers tightly and backed away, "I can't do it." She knew her own limitations very well.

Qu Yanci chuckled, "It's alright, play with confidence. If you lose, you lose. It's not much money."

Leo couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what they were saying. He only saw Vince, who was usually cold and aloof, gently bowing his head to coax people.

This is truly the first time I've seen this.

Shen Guining hesitated, then asked in a low voice, "How much is three percentage points?"

Qu Yanci: "Sixty million."

Shen Guining thought to herself, it seems alright, it's not like it's hundreds of millions every time.

"...Then I'll give it a try."

"Ah."

Qu Yanci didn't say that the 60 million was in US dollars.

There's no need to put so much pressure on her.

"Leo, let's do it your way, one game to decide the winner."

The man laughed, "Great, I love doing business with you."

On the table, ball number eight is currently close to the cushion, with two other obstacle balls on the right, making it very difficult to put in the hole.

The rules are that players take turns shooting, and whoever pockets the 8-ball first wins. If a player accidentally pockets a ball of another color, they are out of the game.

Leo gave Shen Guining the first shot.

Qu Yanci seemed unconcerned, telling the little girl to play freely, "Don't think too much about it, just treat it like a normal game."

"Ah."

Shen Guining couldn't help but be nervous. She took the cue, leaned close to the table, and tried her best to find the right spot. She chose a conservative approach, first rescuing the eight ball from the obstruction balls to avoid accidentally hitting the other balls into the hole.

Seeing her clumsy cueing motion, Leo could tell that this Miss Stella had almost no experience.

It seems that today's 60 million is his.

It's really not easy to get an advantage from Vince.

On her second shot, Leo's girlfriend easily hit the 8-ball near the hole, but at the same time, a ball blocking her way was located on the edge of the hole.

A person without skill cannot overcome obstacles and put the target ball into the hole.

Shen Guining knew that if she missed this shot, she would lose.

Calm down and think it over, she remembered what Qu Yanci had taught her before: find the aiming point and the point of impact, and plan the route to score.

She held her breath, bent down, aimed at the low left-hand side, and struck the cushion with a crisp sound. The cue ball hit the cushion and traced an arc, perfectly avoiding the obstacle ball, and knocked the number eight ball into the pocket.

The moment she scored, even Shen Guining herself couldn't believe it.

She straightened up, turned her head to look for Qu Yanci, and smiled, "Mr. Qu, come in!"

Qu Yanci smiled and reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I told you, you're great."

Leo's eyes flashed with shock; he never expected her to score.

However, he is not someone who can't accept defeat.

"A bet's a bet, I'll concede three percentage points."

"Miss Stella is truly amazing."

Shen Guining suppressed the smile on her lips, "It was just good luck."

She attributed it to the "newbie protection period".

The cooperation was successfully finalized, and the legal representatives of both parties will coordinate the subsequent signing process.

After saying goodbye, Leo and his girlfriend left first.

Qu Yanci glanced at his phone; it was almost noon. He asked the girl, "What would you like for lunch?"

Shen Guining didn't have any specific requirements. "Anything is fine with me."

"French food, is that alright?" he asked.

"Ah."

Qu Yanci instructed Jason to make a reservation.

Shen Guining was led away from the hotel by the hand.

Qu Yanci's palm was broad and slightly warm, enveloping her hand.

Shen Guining lagged behind him by half a step. The two figures walked one after the other, holding hands, which was a particularly pleasing sight to outsiders.