Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 118 I never thought I would marry Qu Yanci

Shen Guining was taken aback. "Qu Yanci's grandfather... is looking for me?"

Uncle Bai nodded. "Mm."

Shen Guining clenched her fist and whispered, "It's convenient."

"Then please follow me."

Uncle Bai led the way.

Shen Guining's mind was in turmoil, and her steps were slightly stiff.

She didn't know why Qu Yanci's family suddenly contacted her.

Did they think she ruined the marriage alliance between the Qu and Cui families, and therefore wanted her to leave Qu Yanci?

Uncle Bai led her to a nearby teahouse and stopped at the entrance of a private room. "Mr. Qu is waiting for you inside, so I won't go in."

Shen Guining nodded, her heart tightening slightly, and slowly pushed open the door.

Beside the carved wooden window, a figure with graying temples sat at the table drinking tea.

Hearing footsteps, the old man turned his head and scrutinized the little girl in front of him.

Shen Guining's palms were sweating as he nervously walked over. After a moment's hesitation, he took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Qu, you wanted to see me?"

Despite his advanced age, he still possessed an imposing aura, a sense of pressure emanating from someone in a superior position, and sharp eyes that made people uneasy.

The old man lowered his gaze and gestured for her to sit down. "I won't eat people."

Shen Guining was still uneasy, and she pinched the shoulder strap of her bag until it left fingerprints.

"You can probably guess why I'm here to talk to you. I shouldn't interfere too much with you young people's relationship, but there are some things I have to remind you of." The old man's voice was deep and his pace was slow and deliberate. "The two of you won't end up together."

Shen Guining knew that this was the truth, and it was especially jarring.
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We chatted for half an hour.

As I left the teahouse, it was getting dark, and the last rays of the setting sun sank below the horizon.

Shen Guining took out her phone from her bag and dialed the regimental commander's number.

Once the call connected, she said, "Sister Yunyi, I've made up my mind. I'm going on tour."

Yunyi: "Okay, then take care of things at home as soon as possible, check your passport and visa in advance, and you can leave next month if nothing unexpected happens."

Shen Guining gripped her phone tightly. "Mm."

After hanging up the phone, her nose suddenly stung, and a bitter feeling overwhelmed her chest.

If she had to choose between career and love, she would decisively choose the former.

Mr. Qu said that if she was willing to give up her current job and focus on her family in the future, he could agree to her being with Qu Yanci.

She refused without hesitation.

"I can't give up my dream for anyone."

"Don't worry, I never actually thought about marrying Qu Yanci. I will leave him." She and Qu Yanci were from two different worlds, like two straight lines that briefly intersected and then never crossed paths again.

Even though Qu Yanci treated her very well, the greatest sense of security always comes from within oneself.

She can't revolve around a man her whole life, and she certainly can't lose herself for love.
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Qu Yanci spent a week abroad, finished his work, and then traveled to Dubai to attend a private auction before returning to Beijing by private plane.

This auction, touted as "the world's largest auction in terms of transaction volume," invited distinguished guests who were all billionaires listed on the Forbes list.

After all, every item here is priceless, and only those that have passed verification and meet the standards have the opportunity to enter.

The entire transaction is kept confidential, and the identity of each buyer will not be disclosed to the public in any way.

The highlight of the auction was a 23.2-carat rough pink diamond, an extremely rare find that attracted many jewelry collectors to bid.

Ultimately, it sold for $8300 million, setting a new global record for gemstone auctions.

No one knows which mysterious buyer won the bid.

At 7:10 p.m., the plane landed at Beijing International Airport.

Qu Yanci glanced at his phone after getting off the plane and saw a message from Shen Guining: 【When are you coming back?】

He replied: "Just got off the plane."

The driver was waiting in the parking lot.

After getting into the car, Han Yi reminded him, "Mr. Qu, there's a business dinner tonight..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qu Yanci interrupted him, "Push it up, go back to your apartment."

Han Yi didn't dare to object, "Okay."

But he couldn't help but sigh inwardly that President Qu now seemed like a completely different person compared to before.

I used to think that he was emotionally detached, and that apart from his family and work, there was nothing or no one else that could make him care.

Until Miss Shen appeared, he broke his principles time and time again, making her the exception.

In August, the weather was hot and humid, with only a slight coolness in the mornings and evenings.

"boom--"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky outside the window, spilling a beam of light from the darkness, followed by a loud clap of thunder.

Summer rains are swift and torrential, accompanied by thunder and lightning, with torrential rain pounding against the glass.

The thunder drowned out the sound of the door opening.

Shen Guining was packing her things in the second bedroom, standing absentmindedly by the bed, staring blankly at a certain spot from time to time.

"doing what?"

A sound suddenly came from the doorway.