Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 84 Mr. Qu, Someone is Bullying Me

Shen Guining chose this halter-neck dress because it could just cover the hickey on her chest.

But she didn't know that there was one on her back as well.

When she came out in the afternoon after changing into her dress, the makeup artist saw her and quietly reminded her.

Shen Guining's ears turned red at that moment.

Fortunately, there weren't many, only two spots, located below the shoulder blades, which have already been covered by concealer.

Two-thirds of her back was exposed, revealing the beautiful lines of her spine.

Qu Yanci's eyes darkened. "Aren't you cold?"

Shen Guining asked, puzzled, "Will it be cold indoors?"

"It's hard to say," Qu Yanci gently reminded him, "Just wear a shawl."

Shen Guining nodded, "Okay."

I left home at six o'clock.

The dinner was held at a private club.

The affluent area is home to wealthy and famous people from major financial institutions and investment banks.

The clubhouse was cordoned off, with more than a dozen bodyguards guarding the perimeter, and security was tight.

Luxury cars lined the entrance as guests entered one after another.

The Rolls-Royce pulled to a stop, the door opened, black Oxford shoes stepped out, and long, strong legs were hidden beneath crisp trousers.

The man stood beside the car and reached his hand into it.

A delicate little hand was placed in his palm, and then the girl got out of the car, wearing a pair of five-centimeter high heels. The champagne-colored shoelaces wrapped around her instep and snaked down to her ankle, making the delicate rose tattoo look sexy and charming.

Shen Guining took Qu Yanci's arm and entered the hall.

The silver striped tie goes well with the skirt, and it's a perfect match for both the wearer's height and body type.

The attendees were all prominent figures in the business world; the purpose of such an event was to maintain connections and forge alliances.

As soon as Qu Yanci arrived, people immediately came over to chat with him.

Shen Guining quietly stayed by his side, watching him handle the situation with ease.

She lacked experience and couldn't see through the intricacies of social interactions; she only found them complicated.

She also ran into an acquaintance, Leo, who greeted her with a smile, "Vince, Miss Stella, it's nice to see you again."

Shen Guining nodded politely, "Mr. Leo."

“It’s obvious you two have a very good relationship,” Leo joked. “I’ve never seen Vince with any other woman before.”

Shen Guining subconsciously glanced at Qu Yanci.

She didn't believe him.

Mr. Qu is of a good age, has excellent conditions in all aspects, has no problems in that area, and has a strong desire for sex. How could he not have had a girlfriend before?

Besides, the way he kissed her for the first time was so skillful; it didn't seem like he was inexperienced at all.

Everyone has a past; there's no need to dwell on it.

The thought that he had once shown her the same affection he had shown to others made her feel a pang of sadness.

The auction began, and the casual conversation came to an end.

Seating arrangements were made in advance, and Qu Yanci led Shen Guining to sit in the front row.

On the table is the catalogue of the auction's collection, which includes paintings, porcelain, and antique treasures.

"Is there anything you like?" Qu Yanci asked.

Shen Guining shook her head.

She doesn't pursue art and has no interest in those things.

Qu Yanci had his assistant take a picture of a celadon incense burner, which the old man would probably like.

Halfway through the auction, Shen Guining said softly, "I need to go to the restroom."

Qu Yanci looked away from the display stand. "I'll stay with you."

"No need, no need, I can go by myself."

Shen Guining quietly left her seat and went outside to find the restroom.

It was a bit stuffy inside, so after using the restroom, she stayed in the outer hall for a while.

Qu Yanci waited for more than ten minutes, but the girl did not return, so he got up and went out to look for her.

Shen Guining had just gotten into an argument with someone, splashing a glass of red wine in the man's face. The man was furious, but before he could retaliate, she turned and ran into Qu Yanci's arms to complain, "Mr. Qu, someone bullied me..."

The man's face was covered in red wine, the liquid soaking his suit, making him look extremely disheveled. He hurriedly explained, "Mr. Qu, it was clearly Miss Shen who was abusing her power." Qu Yanci looked down at the person in his arms, making sure she wasn't injured, and gave a cold smile. "As long as I'm here, she can abuse her power."

The man's face turned ugly, but he dared not say anything and could only swallow his anger.
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He left early due to an unexpected incident.

Back in the car, Shen Guining waited for Qu Yanci to ask her a question.

He only asked, "Are you cold?"

Shen Guining shook her head and brought it up herself, "Why don't you ask me why I splashed him?"

"So what if it's spilled?" Qu Yanci said casually.

Hearing his indulgent tone, Shen Guining couldn't help but smile and nuzzle against his chest. "It feels pretty good to bully others with your power."

It's a bit naive of me, but being unconditionally favored makes me really happy.

Qu Yanci let out a soft laugh, wrapped his arms around her, and stroked her smooth back with his palm.

Shen Guining explained, "Last time I was forced to drink alcohol, and that man was just watching and stirring things up. Just now he was also making things difficult for a waiter. I didn't like him, so I splashed alcohol on him."

Qu Yanci placed his hand on her waist, "You went too far."

"It's okay, I've already vented my anger."

Shen Guining remembered something else, looked up at him, and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Qu Yanci met her gaze and asked, "Ask."

Shen Guining twisted his tie between her fingers and asked, "How many girlfriends have you had before?"

"curious?"

"I was just asking casually. You don't have to say if it's inconvenient for you."

Qu Yanci pinched her waist. "No, it's just you."

"Huh?" Shen Guining opened her eyes wide in surprise.

How can this be?

Qu Yanci stared at her. "What?"

Shen Guining questioned, "No, you're lying to me."

Qu Yanci found it amusing. "How did I lie to you?"

Shen Guining lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "When you kissed me for the first time, you were clearly very skilled."

How can you gain experience without an ex-girlfriend?

Qu Yanci smiled and said, "Can I take that as a compliment?"

Shen Guining's ears burned slightly. "You really don't have an ex-girlfriend?"

He countered, "Do you think I would lie to you?"

"will not."

Shen Guining was curious: So, do men really have an innate talent for this?

Qu Yanci pinched her chin, "It's because I lacked experience that I didn't handle some things well before, which made you overthink."

His words made Shen Guining feel even more guilty, since she was the one who had deceived him first.

"No, Aci, you're fine."

She was so good to him that she often felt unworthy of him.

Qu Yanci held the back of her head and lowered his head to kiss her.

Lips and teeth touching.

Shen Guining grabbed his collar and drowned in his burning kiss.

Her knee brushed against his neatly pressed trousers, rubbing gently.

The back of the car was quiet, with the neon lights of the building's advertising screen occasionally flashing past the window, casting shadows on our faces.

After kissing him until she was breathless, Shen Guining pushed him away to catch her breath.

Lost in thought, she suddenly asked, "Can I swim at home tonight? But I don't have a swimsuit."

The apartment has a large indoor swimming pool, and she wanted to go swimming.

Qu Yanci wiped away the lip gloss that had spilled from the corner of her lips, his voice slightly hoarse: "There's no one else here, you can swim even without wearing any."

"..."

Is skinny dipping appropriate?

"No way," Shen Guining refused, blushing. "Can we go buy a swimsuit now?"