Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 94 I don't want to waste this relationship anymore.

Shen Yue persuaded, "Mr. Qu is willing to break ties with the Zhou family for your sake. As long as you ask, he will definitely help you."

Shen Guining tightened her grip.

It was precisely because Qu Yanci treated her so well that she couldn't bring herself to ask him for help.

This relationship was impure from the beginning; she approached him with ulterior motives, while Qu Yanci helped her time and time again.

Even though it wasn't difficult for him, she didn't want to waste this relationship any longer.

“You may not care about that 10% share, but you have to think about your mother. That rightfully belongs to her. Nobody knows what will happen to the Shen family if it falls into the hands of a mistress and an illegitimate child.” Shen Yue said sincerely, “I hope you will reconsider.”

Shen Guining didn't give an answer; her mind was in turmoil.

With the competition imminent, she couldn't afford to be distracted.

I don't want to think about this for now.

On the afternoon of the 28th, she packed her bags and returned to Beijing.

Qu Yanci arranged for a driver to pick her up from the airport in advance.

I returned to the apartment at six o'clock.

The aunt knew she was coming back, so she cooked in the kitchen.

There was a sound of the door opening, but Ruby remained unmoved, lying on the carpet, no longer running to the door the first time, because she knew Shen Guining wasn't there.

"Ruby! I'm back!"

Only when it heard the familiar voice did it suddenly raise its head, rush towards Shen Guining, and rub against her, "Awooo..."

Shen Guining squatted down and hugged it, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry, Ruby, I've been too busy lately."

The little guy whined at her, "Aww..."

Shen Guining rubbed its head. "Good boy, I'll take you back to Hong Kong Island after the competition."

The housekeeper came out of the kitchen. "Miss Shen, you're back. There's one more dish, and we'll be eating soon."

“Okay.” Shen Guining released Ruby and stood up. “Auntie, thank you for taking care of Ruby for me.”

The auntie smiled and said, "It's not hard work, it's all what I should do."

This high-paying job is much easier than any other job. All you have to do every day is walk the dog, feed it, and clean the house. You don't have to worry about anything else.

The employer, Mr. Qu, is generous, and Ms. Shen is gentle and easy to talk to. I must have prayed for good fortune to find such a good job.

Shen Guining went back to her bedroom and took a shower first.

Ruby stayed by her side at the bathroom door, waiting for her.

Qu Yanci returned at eight o'clock in the evening.

As soon as I entered, I heard the little girl's laughter.

"Ruby, get the ball back."

"awesome."

"Come and have some yogurt."

The spacious room was filled with clear and pleasant sounds, no longer feeling so silent and boring.

He came in through the entrance hall.

Footsteps approach.

Shen Guining immediately got up from the sofa, ran over and threw herself into his arms, "You're back!"

Qu Yanci held her tightly, his heart overflowing with something.

Shen Guining pressed her nose against his shirt and smelled a faint scent of tobacco and alcohol. "You've been drinking."

"Mmm." Qu Yanci lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips. "I'm going to take a shower."

Just as Shen Guining was about to get out of his arms, she was suddenly picked up by the waist.

"Come with me." Qu Yanci led her back to the master bedroom.

"I've already washed."

"Wash one more."

"..."

Ruby tried to follow, but was stopped by Qu Yanci and could only stay obediently in the living room.

The sound of running water filled the bathroom, the steam rising and the mist obscuring the panting breaths of their kiss.
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In the neon-lit night, there's a quiet bar at the end of the pedestrian street, a peaceful oasis amidst the hustle and bustle.

The jazz melody played softly, the dome lights flickered, and the clinking of glasses filled the air. The bartender, watching the man drowning his sorrows behind the counter, asked, "Sir, would you like another drink?"

"Another tequila, please."

Qi Heng drank one cup after another, but still didn't get drunk.

When I close my eyes, all I can think about is her.

In London, they chased the sunrise at 4:30 a.m., watched the sunset at an open-air cinema, walked hand in hand along damp, tree-lined paths, and mixed cocktails just for the two of them in a bar...

Her sweet and soft voice faintly echoed in my ears again.

"Qi Heng, shall we run back together in the rain?"

"Qi Heng, your snowman isn't as nice as mine."

"Qi Heng, do you think there will really be a shooting star tonight?"

"Qi Heng, do you want to come back to Hong Kong Island with me?"

Countless cries of "Qi Heng!" echoed, overlapping and mingling—joyful, excited, questioning—ultimately culminating in one sentence:

"Qi Heng, I wish you a bright future. May we both be well. Goodbye."

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass, tears welling in his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Ningning, I've lost you..."

The bartender saw the man slumped over the table, his shoulders trembling slightly, and approached to ask, "Sir? Are you alright?"

Qi Heng did not react.

Two well-dressed, elite men entered through the door.

As they were talking, the slightly overweight man with glasses noticed a familiar face at the bar and said to the person next to him, "President Cui, that's a junior colleague I met in New York. He's also our company's new deputy director of planning. He's young and promising. I wonder why he's drinking alone here."

Cui Qingyu followed his gaze and said, "Ask if we need a car to take him back."

Liang Feng nodded, "Okay, please wait for me for a moment."

He woke Qi Heng up, helped him out, and had the driver take him home.

The bartender noticed a cell phone left on the bar and craned his neck to look towards the door. "Oh, that gentleman didn't take his phone."

Cui Qingyu said, "Give it to me."

Is that gentleman your friend?

"A friend of a friend."

The bartender remembered that the man who had helped the gentleman away was with the man in front of him, so he handed the phone to him without worry.

Cui Qingyu reached out and took it, his fingertip accidentally touching the switch, and the phone screen lit up.

Out of the corner of my eye, I was immediately drawn to the lock screen wallpaper.

It's a group photo; the girl is holding a bouquet of roses, and the boy has his arm around her shoulder affectionately, both smiling sweetly at the camera.

Couple photos are nothing new, but what's interesting is that the girl in the photo is Shen Guining.

So there was another part to this.

Ten minutes later, Liang Feng returned to the bar. "Mr. Cui, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Let me continue talking to you about the overseas transportation project..."

Cui Qingyu interrupted him, "Your junior brother left his phone here."

"I'll have someone deliver it to him later."

Are you close to this junior brother of yours? How much do you know about him?

Liang Feng replied truthfully, "We're quite familiar with each other. We worked together for a while in New York last year. What's wrong, Mr. Cui? Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Cui Qingyu leaned back in his chair, toying with a wine glass in his hand. "I'm quite curious about his romantic history. If you know anything about it, why don't you tell me?"

“All I know is that he has a first love he can’t forget, and the two broke up because of the long distance.” Liang Feng continued, “My junior brother is very devoted. Even after breaking up for so long, he still keeps photos and videos of his ex-girlfriend and rejects all advances from other women.”

"Photos and videos?" Cui Qingyu asked thoughtfully. "Could you find a way to get me a copy?"

Liang Feng hesitated, "This... I'm afraid it involves privacy."

"As long as you help me get this done, your name will be on next month's promotion list." Cui Qingyu smiled. "Don't worry, it's nothing immoral."

The conditions are too tempting.

Liang Feng hesitated for a moment, but had no reason not to agree. "I will definitely do it for you."

He remembered that the photos and videos were on Qi Heng's computer, and it wouldn't be difficult to find an excuse to borrow his computer.

Cui Qingyu thought for a moment, "Also, tell him to come with me to discuss the cooperation with Dingsheng Group the day after tomorrow."

Liang Feng didn't understand his intentions, but simply obeyed, saying, "Okay."