Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 31 Unkindness
"The literal meaning." Shen Guining didn't want to elaborate.

Shen Yue scrutinized her with her gaze, suspecting that she might have found out something; such a rapid change was very unusual.

The Guomao Apartment is very close to the theater, only a ten-minute drive away.

Security at the entrance of the residential compound is tight, and unfamiliar vehicles are prohibited from entering unless they have the consent of a resident.

The van was stopped by the gate.

Shen Yue looked out the window. "How do we get in?"

“The security guards recognize me, I can tell them.” Shen Guining leaned back in her seat, as if she had given up resisting.

Shen Yue was worried and warned her, "Cousin, you'd better behave and not try anything funny, or the Second Young Master will be in the capital tomorrow."

He couldn't take her back to Hong Kong Island, but Zhou Shilin could come to Beijing anytime.

Shen Guining pursed her lips. "I know."

Shen Yue lowered the car window.

The security guard greeted Shen Guining in the car, "Miss Shen."

There aren't many residents in this community, and they are all of high status. It's the security guard's responsibility to remember the basic information of each homeowner. He had a deep impression of this Ms. Shen, who was brought by Mr. Qu and had been living here for some time.

Shen Guining said, "Could you please let me through?"

"Okay." The security guard pressed the control button, and the gate slowly rose.

The commercial vehicle entered the underground parking garage smoothly.

Before getting out of the car, Shen Yue asked the bodyguard to untie Shen Guining.

Several people were guarding her closely; there was no way she could escape.

Shen Guining's hands and feet were numb, and her wrists were chafed raw with obvious red marks.

She paused for a moment, then got out of the car.

Shen Yue followed closely behind her with two bodyguards.

Take the elevator to the top floor.

Shen Guining entered the door lock code, and the door opened.

Shen Yue entered the house and looked around in astonishment at the interior furnishings. All the furniture was high-end custom-made, and its sophisticated design and quality were immediately apparent. The house was estimated to be worth over one billion yuan.

Shen Guining not only lives in the Guomao Apartment, but also on the top floor with the best view. The owners here are all rich, so who would rent out a fully furnished apartment?
Shen Yue became suspicious again, "Did you really rent this place?"

"Hmm." Shen Guining squatted down by the coffee table in the living room, pretending to look for her ID card, and subtly moved to the landline, looking for an opportunity to call Mr. Qu.

Her phone was confiscated by Shen Yue and was still in the car. She silently prayed that Mr. Qu would answer the phone.

Shen Yue pressed further, "Who did you rent it from? How much is the rent per month?"

Just as Shen Guining was about to speak, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded at the door.

Six or seven bodyguards in black suits rushed in, each one muscular and ramrod straight as a javelin, standing there like an impregnable fortress.

The entire living room instantly felt oppressive.

Seeing Han Yi suddenly appear was like seeing a savior for Shen Guining. Her eyes lit up with hope, and she quickly got up and ran towards him, "Assistant Han!"

"Who are you?" Shen Yue was a little frightened when she faced such a scene for the first time.

Han Yi ignored him and asked Shen Guining, "Miss Shen, are you alright?"

Shen Guining hid behind him. "They're controlling my personal freedom and want to kidnap me back to Hong Kong Island."

Shen Yue raised her voice in rebuttal: "Shen Guining, don't talk nonsense. Your family is worried about you. As your cousin, it's only right that I bring you home!"

“I have already called the police to deal with the trespassing on President Qu’s private residence.” Having been by Qu Yanci’s side for a long time, Han Yi had learned a bit of his sharp aura, and his cold face was intimidating.

Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, "This is President Qu's apartment? Shen Guining brought me here, I didn't trespass!"

She was filled with questions: How did Shen Guining get involved with the Qu family? And why was she staying at President Qu's house? What was their relationship?
"You threatened me. You led people to trespass on private property," Shen Guining accused without any mercy.

Han Yi instructed his bodyguards, "Take them to the police station."

The bodyguards hired by the Qu family were all retired special forces soldiers, far superior to ordinary bodyguards. They quickly subdued Shen Yue and her companions, leaving the two burly men with no chance to fight back.

Shen Yue panicked completely and said anxiously, "There's a misunderstanding here! I'm her cousin, we're family!" Shen Guining rubbed her sore wrists, "You didn't treat me like family when you tied me up just now."

"Shen Guining, you can't do this!" Shen Yue shouted, her hands tied behind her back, disregarding her image.

The bodyguards ignored them and took the man away.

Shen Guining's tense nerves relaxed, and she looked at Han Yi and asked, "Assistant Han, why did you bring people here?"

"It was instructed by General Manager Qu."

"How could Mr. Qu know?" she asked, puzzled.

Han Yi said, "I don't know either, Ms. Shen. Since you're alright, I'll head back to the company now."

Shen Guining nodded, "Okay, thank you for today."

"I was just following orders." Han Yi closed the door and left.

Shen Guining returned to the sofa cabinet and took the landline to call Mr. Qu.

Fortunately, she had specifically memorized his number, and just as she was halfway through dialing it, the door suddenly opened.

Shen Guining thought that Assistant Han had left something behind, but when she turned around, her eyes lit up with surprise, "Mr. Qu!"

He was dressed in a shirt and trousers, the luxurious fabric of which accentuated his well-proportioned figure. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, imposing stature, he exuded a sense of security simply by standing there.

"Is something the matter?" Qu Yanci asked as he walked over.

Shen Guining shook her head. "It's nothing."

Qu Yanci's gaze shifted downwards, catching the red mark on her wrist. "What happened to your hand?"

Shen Guining lowered her eyes, "The rope chafed my skin a little."

Qu Yanci stepped forward, took a first-aid kit from the entryway cabinet, and carried it to the coffee table. "Come and apply the medicine."

"Okay, sure." Shen Guining obediently stepped forward.

Qu Yanci sat down, opened the medicine box, and took out an anti-inflammatory ointment and a pack of cotton swabs. "Hand."

Shen Guining hesitated for two seconds, then squatted down beside his legs and offered his hand.

Her skin is delicate and easily leaves marks.

The cool ointment was applied to the wound, initially causing a burning stinging sensation, but the pain quickly subsided.

As the two drew closer, Qu Yanci lowered his eyes, his long, slender fingers holding the tip of the cotton swab, his knuckles protruding.

Shen Guining raised her eyes slightly and looked at the face so close to hers. The eyelashes were so long, the nose was so high and straight, and the lips were so thin.

It's said that men with thin lips are fickle, I wonder if that's true.

Lost in thought, the medicine was already being applied.

"What are you looking at?" Qu Yanci asked, dropping the cotton swab in his hand.

Shen Guining blinked. "Mr. Qu is handsome."

Qu Yanci stared into her eyes, his breath close to hers, "So you like my face?"

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Shen Guining looked away and whispered, "I like them all, aren't they all you?"

After saying that, she stood up, took a step back, and changed the subject, asking, "Mr. Qu, how did you know I was in trouble?"

Qu Yanci closed the medical kit. "Your colleague saw it."

"Which colleague of mine?"

"Jin Yuhan".

Shen Guining was a little surprised, but mostly relieved.

I owe Miss Jin a favor.

Fortunately, Mr. Qu's men arrived in time.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Qu Yanci asked, leaning back on the sofa.