Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 75

Qu Yanci had just finished processing the documents and was taking a short nap in his leather chair.

Her short hair fell loosely above her brow bone, softening the sharpness of her deep features and giving her a clean and defined silhouette.

The phone vibrates on the table.

He lifted his eyelids, picked it up casually for a glance, and Su Yuchen sent him a screenshot.

In the photo, the lighting is dim and dappled. The young girl is sitting on a high stool in front of the bar, with a shirtless man standing next to her. His arms are resting on the back of the chair and the counter, and he leans close, as if he is holding her in his arms.

Qu Yanci frowned, his eyes darkening, and typed two words with his long fingers: [Address.]

Su Yuchen sent him the location.

Qu Yanci stood up, grabbed his suit jacket, and strode out.
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Shen Guining was not used to people getting too close to her, so she politely declined the men who tried to chat her up.

The strong scent of their perfume made her uncomfortable.

"You're so boring." Jin Yuhan swirled the wine in her glass. "These handsome guys have such great bodies, aren't you interested in any of them?"

"I'm here to drink, not to see men." If Shen Guining had known beforehand that this was a party, she wouldn't have come.

She has a boyfriend, and it's a strange feeling for her to be here looking at other people's abs and pecs.

If Mr. Qu finds out, she won't be able to explain herself.

"Then let's keep drinking." Jin Yuhan clinked glasses with her and downed her drink in one gulp.

Seeing that she was slightly tipsy, Shen Guining reminded her, "Don't drink too much, it's bad for your stomach."

Jin Yuhan put down her wine glass. "I know, I know what I'm doing."

The man beside her fed her a grape and kindly asked her if she wanted anything else to eat.

"Peel an orange for me, please." Jin Yuhan rested her chin on her hand and chuckled softly. "What's Su Yuchen? I don't lack men."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The next moment, Su Yucheng's furious voice came from behind, "Jin Yuhan, what are you doing?"

He strode over, shoved the man next to Jin Yuhan aside with one hand, and stared coldly at her, "Get out of my way!"

The man was frightened and, realizing the situation was dire, quickly moved away.

Jin Yuhan frowned unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

Su Yuchen gripped her wrist tightly. "Come back with me."

He was strong, and Jin Yuhan couldn't break free. She could only yell at him, "Are you crazy? We have nothing to do with each other anymore. What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

Su Yuchen gritted his teeth, "I didn't agree."

Jin Yuhan rolled her eyes at him, "Why do I need your permission? You're allowed to have women on your left and right, but I'm not allowed to find men to accompany me? Don't bother me here."

"I told you it was a misunderstanding..."

"Then just consider me tired of you. We're both adults, don't you understand the principle of parting amicably?"

Su Yuchen was furious and forcibly picked the person up by the waist, saying, "Who wants to part ways amicably with you? Don't even think about it."

Jin Yuhan cursed, "Let me go, you bastard! You pervert! Put me down!"

Shen Guining was unsure whether she should interfere in their private affairs, yet she couldn't just stand by and watch. "Mr. Su..."

She was interrupted by Su Yuchen as soon as she opened her mouth, "Miss Shen, you should think about how to explain this to Brother Ci."

Shen Guining froze.

In the brief moment of distraction, Su Yuchen had already left with Jin Yuhan.

My phone rang in my bag.

Mr. Qu called.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then nervously pressed the answer button, "Mr. Qu."

On the other end of the line, Qu Yanci's voice was calm, "I'm at the door. Are you going to come out by yourself, or wait for me to come in?"

His tone was indifferent, and his emotions were hard to discern.

The inability to figure it out makes one feel even more uneasy.

Shen Guining gripped the chain of her bag tightly. "I'm going out right away."

The phone hangs up.

She didn't dare delay, grabbed her things and hurried downstairs.

The Maybach was parked across the street.

Shen Guining walked over and opened the back door of the car.

The interwoven neon lights streamed into the car, outlining half of the man's cool, aloof profile. In the interplay of light and shadow, his expression remained indifferent.

Shen Guining grew increasingly uneasy, bent down to get into the car, and closed the door.

The noise outside was blocked out, and the back of the car was unusually quiet.

She clearly didn't do anything wrong, so where did this inexplicable urgency and guilt come from?

Qu Yanci rested his left hand on his temple, his gaze lightly falling on the young girl, and slowly opened his lips: "You like watching men dance?"

Shen Guining's eyelashes trembled slightly as she explained, "No, I didn't know it was like this before I came."

Clearly, it's rather weak and not very convincing.

Qu Yanci continued, "Was it fun?"

Shen Guining shook her head, "I only had a little wine."

Qu Yanci stared at her slightly flushed cheeks and said in a deep, slow voice, "Sit over here."

Shen Guining took a moment to react, then obediently crossed the armrest and carefully sat on the man's lap.

Qu Yanci wrapped his arms around her waist, his strong arms tightening around her waist and pressing against the curve of her waist.

When exerting force, the muscles bulge and the tendons meander and protrude.

The actions were extremely possessive.

The girl's sweet fragrance was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar and unpleasant smell of perfume and alcohol, making him frown. "You're being very naughty."

Shen Guining retorted softly, "No, I really didn't know beforehand. I thought I was just coming to have a drink..."

"Well--"

Qu Yanci swallowed the words she was about to say, placed his broad palm against the back of her head, and lowered his thin lips.

The scalding heat rushed into my mouth.

Shen Guining closed her eyes tightly, her hand unconsciously climbing onto his shoulder.

As their lips met, the rich aroma of the fruit wine filled the air.

The car was heated, and she wasn't wearing a coat; the wool cardigan on her upper body had been unbuttoned at some point.

Skin comes into contact with air, warm palms are pressed against her back and upwards.

Shen Guining shrank back slightly and hid in the man's arms.

Qu Yanci pulled her out of her clothes, saying, "I don't like the smell of other people on you."

The Maybach drove smoothly, and the streetlights on both sides of the road swept across the car window, illuminating two figures intimately kissing.

Shen Guining felt weak all over, her fingers crumpling his neatly pressed shirt.

In the haze, a low, hoarse voice asked, "Is your period over?"

The breath fell on the skin beside my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

She took a breath, wrapped her arms around his neck, and made a muffled sound, "Mmm."

Qu Yanci lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her again.

The air is sticky and humid, and the temperature is rising.

Shen Guining's red lips were quite swollen and stained with water.

As soon as the Maybach came to a stop, Qu Yanci stopped what he was doing, grabbed a suit jacket from the side and wrapped it tightly around her waist before lifting her out of the car.

Shen Guining hadn't recovered yet when she arrived at the apartment in a daze.

Ruby ran to the door to greet them, "Aww..."

Unfortunately, nobody paid any attention to it.

Qu Yanci carried the person in his arms back to his room.

Shen Guining lay down on the bed, her back sinking into the soft quilt.

The overhead light was a bit too bright.

Her eyes were half-open, and through her blurry vision, she saw the man kneeling on one knee by the bed, taking off his watch and his wrinkled shirt.

The muscles are clearly defined, and both the waist, abdomen and arms exude an absolutely powerful sense of strength.

He also unbuckled his black leather belt.

Shen Guining's heart pounded.

The intense scent of hormones almost overwhelmed her senses.