Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 82 Can't Be Hooked

Shen Guining didn't know when it ended, she only remembered that in the end... she tearfully told him to leave.

She slept until noon, but the curtains couldn't block the sunlight, and Qu Yanci forcibly woke her up.

"Get up, have lunch, and board the plane this afternoon."

Shen Guining couldn't open her eyes, and mumbled indistinctly, "Ugh... I'm sleepy..."

Qu Yanci regretted being too harsh on her. He hadn't originally planned to do anything, but once she responded, he lost control.

He coaxed the little girl out of bed, saying, "Sweetie, you can sleep again once we're on the plane."

Shen Guining leaned weakly against him, forced to open her sleepy eyes.

Before her, the man held her close-fitting white lace bra and carefully helped her put it on.

The skin felt tingly and itchy when the fingertips were stroked.

Even though they'd done everything intimately, Shen Guining still felt awkward. "I'll do it myself..."

Not wanting my arms to feel sore and weak, I had to give up, "I can't button it up..."

Her voice sounded aggrieved, and her throat was a little hoarse, making her sound pitiful.

Qu Yanci's heart sank. He lowered his head and kissed her shoulder, then reached behind her to skillfully fasten the clasp, helped her put on her sweater and pants, and carried her to the bathroom to wash up.

Lunch has been delivered and placed on the table.

After tidying up, Shen Guining obediently sat in the chair and ate.

Qu Yanci served her a bowl of pigeon soup, saying, "Have some soup."

Shen Guining picked up a spoon, stirred it, and blew on it to cool it down. "What time did you arrive tonight?"

"We arrived at one o'clock." Qu Yanci stared into her eyes, seeing right through the girl's thoughts. "You want to ask when we finished, don't you?"

Shen Guining's face flushed, and she vehemently denied it, "No, I don't want to know."

She was just curious why he didn't feel tired; his energy seemed extraordinary.

Qu Yanci knew she hadn't slept enough, "Go catch up on sleep on the plane this afternoon."

"The clothes aren't packed yet." Shen Guining picked up her phone to check the time. "Also, what will Ruby do after we leave?"

Qu Yanci said calmly, "Just take your underwear. You can buy the rest there. Ruby can take it with you."

Shen Guining looked up in surprise, "Really?"

Qu Yanci looked at her shining eyes and softly said "Mmm".
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At 2 PM, the crew was on standby.

Private flights, no waiting required.

Shen Guining was still sleepy, so she went to the cabin bedroom to rest after boarding the plane.

Qu Yanci handled official business in the forward cabin lounge.

Ruby is looked after by flight attendants to ensure her safety; she can only stay in her airline crate.

The plane entered the stratosphere.

The bed in the bedroom was large and soft, and Shen Guining slept very comfortably.

After catching up on a long nap, I finally felt refreshed.

After a 15-hour flight, we arrived safely at John F. Kennedy International Airport.

Shen Guining, holding Ruby's hand, followed Qu Yanci off the plane.

Several assistants behind him were responsible for carrying his briefcase and pushing his luggage.

The shuttle bus was waiting outside the terminal.

Qu Yanci frequently travels to New York for business and owns a 600-square-meter apartment in Manhattan.

As the car drove along the bustling New York Avenue, skyscrapers stood side by side, creating a unique skyline.

Looking around, one can only feel that this is a city full of desires, where everyone pursues fame, fortune and status, and the pace of life is fast.

Shen Guining leaned against the window, watching the street scene.

"I have a business dinner tonight, I'll try to come back as early as possible after it's over." Qu Yanci was worried she'd be bored. "There's a musical on Broadway tonight, if you're interested I can have someone take you to see it."

Shen Guining turned around and agreed, "Okay, I want to go see it."

Qu Yanci called and instructed his assistant to do it.

Broadway tickets need to be purchased half a month in advance, and many popular shows are already sold out.

However, it was a minor matter for Qu Yanci; he simply asked, and someone would arrange the best seats for him. The sky was still dark, displaying a gradient of gray-blue hues that painted the city skyline.

The car was parked downstairs in an apartment building on East Street in Manhattan.

Ruby looked around curiously at her new surroundings.

"Ruby, let's go upstairs."

Shen Guining held its hand with one hand, while Qu Yanci held its other hand in his palm.

Take the private elevator directly to the top floor.

The entrance is a tall, black door.

Upon entering, passing through the entrance hallway, a spacious area comes into view.

Twenty-inch high ceilings, tasseled crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome, and three glass walls in the living room offering panoramic views of Central Park and the Hudson River.

The duplex has a central atrium area with a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

The layout is simple yet highly designed, with furniture colors blending with natural light to achieve the best view.

Ruby excitedly ran around the house after untying the leash.

Shen Guining stepped onto the wool blanket and went to the window to overlook the city center where every inch of land was precious.

Standing at a high place feels like being on a cloud, looking down on everything.

No wonder everyone wants to climb up the ladder.

Qu Yanci took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. "I'm going upstairs to take a shower and change my clothes. You think about what to eat tonight. Someone will come and cook later."

"it is good."
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As night falls, New York City, the city that never sleeps, shines brightly with its lights.

Broadway was bustling with people.

Shen Guining had just finished watching a performance of "The Phantom of the Opera," a story of intertwined love and hate that dramatically showcases the complexity and contradictions of human nature.

As we exited the theater, the bodyguard asked, "Ms. Stella, are you going back now?"

It was still early, so Shen Guining said, "I'd like to stroll around Times Square."

"Ok."

Two bodyguards dutifully followed behind her. They waited at the door as she entered the store, knowing their place and not overstepping their bounds.

Shen Guining bought some local souvenirs to give to her friends when she got back.

Feeling thirsty from walking around, she went into a coffee shop, ordered a latte, and sat down in an empty corner seat.

Qu Yanci sent her a WeChat message, asking where she was.

Shen Guining tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, picked up her phone, and replied: [I'm out having coffee. Are you done with your work?]

Qu Yanci: [Hmm.]

Shen Guining: [Then I'll go back now.]

As she left, an earring silently fell from her earlobe.

She had barely left when two more guests arrived.

The man happened to catch a glimpse of a receding figure in the crowd, and he stopped in his tracks, standing there in a daze for a few seconds.

Someone next to him called out, "Qi Heng, what are you looking at?"

He came to his senses, but the figure had already disappeared from sight. "I must have seen wrong."

How could it be Ningning? He's hallucinating.

The two went into the store, ordered two coffees, and sat down to chat.

I don't know how to start a conversation about relationships.

"You haven't dated anyone because you can't forget your first love?"

Qi Heng lowered his head and smiled helplessly, "I'll never forget it in this lifetime."

His companion was even more curious, "Just how outstanding is she that you can't forget her?"

"She's a very, very good girl." Qi Heng held the cup in both hands. "After I finish handing over the projects I'm working on, I'm going back to China."

His companion was astonished, "Are you really going to give up everything here?"

He nodded without hesitation, "Yes."