Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 51 If you can't sleep, let's do something else.
Shen Guining had a bad feeling and wanted to call for help, but her phone was confiscated by the bodyguard first.

The man in the floral shirt advised, "Beautiful lady, be sensible. It's your good fortune to be with Brother C. As long as Brother C is happy, you can have whatever you want."

Shen Guining clenched her fists and had no choice but to invoke Mr. Qu's name, "I am Qu Yanci's woman. If you dare to touch me, he will not let you off the hook."

The man seemed to have heard a joke. "Qu Yanci? President Qu of Dingsheng Group? Sister, I might believe you if you said another name. President Qu has always been indifferent to women, where would he get a woman from?"

Shen Guining was forcibly pushed to sit down on the sofa by the bodyguard.

The room was filled with burly men, and she, a young woman, was completely powerless to resist. Anxiety and fear gripped her heart.

Brother C took the red wine out of the ice bucket, uncorked it, poured half a glass into a stemmed glass, and handed it over.

Shen Guining didn't answer, "I don't drink."

Who knows what kind of unclean stuff was added to it?

Brother C frowned in displeasure, "So disrespectful?"

He's always been used to being fawned over, and this isn't the first time he's forced people to do something like that. He always manages to use his power to intimidate people or resolve things with money afterward, so he's fearless.

Shen Guining's chin was lifted by him, and red wine was poured to her lips.

She struggled to push him away, and bright red wine immediately dripped down her lips, soaking her sweater.

The cold liquid slid across her skin, and she shivered.

After failing to get one glass down, Brother C immediately started pouring a second one, saying, "You have to drink this today, whether you like it or not."

The people around him laughed and watched the spectacle, then hypocritically reminded him to be more considerate of women.

Shen Guining didn't even have a chance to call for help.

A rough, forceful grip tightened on her chin, causing her to choke on red wine, which spilled onto her clothes. She looked utterly disheveled, coughing with a flushed face, "Cough cough cough..."
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The entertainment hall upstairs.

At the poker table, several young noblemen leisurely played Texas Hold'em, with the manager personally dealing the cards for them.

After several rounds, all the chips ended up in one person's hands.

Qu Yanci casually glanced at the cards, leaning back in his leather chair with a relaxed and casual posture, and said in a flat voice, "All in."

"Tsk." Su Yuchen chuckled in exasperation, "Fine, fine, so we're all here today to give money to Brother Ci."

Qu Yanci fiddled with the cigarette pack in his hand. "I thought you knew."

Su Yuchen regretted it, "I won't call you next time."

During this time, a waiter rushed over in a panic, "Manager, something happened at the bar downstairs."

Su Yuchen asked gossipily, "What's going on? Tell me about it."

The waiter told the truth: "A girl went into the wrong private room and was detained by the guest in room 6606. We don't know what happened inside."

There are only security cameras in the corridors, not in the private rooms.

Su Yuchen raised an eyebrow, "Which girl is so unlucky to fall into the hands of that scum Ciru?"

Waiter: "It seems to be Miss Shen Guining from the Beijing Dance Troupe."

Su Yucheng was startled, his pupils dilating slightly. "Who are you talking about?"

Qu Yanci's face was gloomy. He threw down the cards and strode away.

Su Yuchen quickly followed.

The others were unaware of the situation.

Inside the private room, Shen Guining was soaked in red wine.

Brother C was still pressuring her to open her mouth, "Are you going to drink or not?"

Shen Guining gritted her teeth stubbornly, trying to break free.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door.

The manager quickly opened the door with the key.

Qu Yanci kicked the door, and it slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

"boom--"

The light from the corridor refracted into the private room.

In the dim light, the little girl was being forced to drink alcohol by having her chin grabbed, her eyes red and wet.

Before Ciru could even see who it was, someone grabbed her by the neck, and the next second, her face was shoved into an ice bucket, causing her to scream in agony.

Qu Yanci said coldly, "Who are you forcing to drink! If you like drinking so much, then drink your fill today!"

The bodyguards tried to step forward, but Su Yuchen stopped them in time, saying, "I advise you not to make any rash moves. If you offend Vince, even Ciru's family can't protect him."

This worked.

No one in the entire private room dared to go over and stop it, watching helplessly as Ciru was repeatedly pushed into the ice bucket, teetering on the brink of suffocation time and time again.

Qu Yanci knew his limits and didn't waste any time on him. He let go of her with disgust, took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around Shen Guining, then picked her up by the waist.

Before leaving, he said, "No one will escape. Ten bottles for each person. Don't leave this room if you don't drink even a drop."

Someone will clean up the mess, and the news will be kept under wraps.

Shen Guining leaned against Qu Yanci's chest, catching her breath as if she had just survived a disaster.

His familiar scent made her feel safe and secure.

The moment she saw him come in, she fought back the urge to cry.

Qu Yanci carried her into the elevator, his previous sharpness and coldness fading away, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hurt? Should we go to the hospital?"

Shen Guining gently shook her head and snuggled closer to him.

The chilled red wine soaked her skin, leaving her feeling sticky and uncomfortable. The coolness seeped into her skin, and she instinctively pressed herself against the man's chest.

Still reeling from the shock, Qu Yanci was her only source of security at that moment.

The elevator descended at a constant speed and arrived at the first floor.

After leaving the hotel and returning to the car, Shen Guining remained nestled in Qu Yanci's arms.

The car was heated, and my body gradually warmed up.

Midway through, she remembered, "I left my phone there."

His low, hoarse voice revealed a hint of weakness and exhaustion.

"I'll have someone bring it over later." Qu Yanci held her hand, his palm cupping hers. "Would you like some water?"

"I'm not thirsty." Shen Guining noticed the red wine stains on his white shirt out of the corner of her eye and said apologetically, "I've dirtied your clothes."

Qu Yanci didn't take it to heart, "It's okay, I'll change when I get home."

Shen Guining knew he had a cleanliness obsession and that it must be uncomfortable for him to keep holding her like that, but she didn't want to get off him.

Back at the apartment, Ruby ran towards the door as soon as she entered, but Shen Guining didn't have time to pay attention to her and went straight to the bedroom to take a shower.

She turned the shower on full blast and stood naked under the showerhead, carefully washing her entire body until she finally got rid of the unpleasant smells, leaving only the delicate fragrance of the shower gel.

I dried my hair around 10 o'clock.

It was quiet outside, without a sound.

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Guining finally knocked on the master bedroom door. Qu Yanci opened the door, still holding his phone in his other hand while answering a call.

Shen Guining stood quietly in place, waiting for him to finish.

Qu Yanci gave a brief explanation, hung up the phone, and asked the young woman, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Shen Guining clenched her fists, her voice barely a whisper, "Mr. Qu, I want to sleep with you tonight..."

He made such an ambiguous request, yet his eyes remained clear and bright.

Qu Yanci stepped aside. "Come in."

Shen Guining walked past him and went straight to bed.

The pillow and bedding still carried Qu Yanci's scent, which permeated my nostrils and dispelled the unease in my heart.

She closed her eyes and buried half her face in the velvet quilt.

Qu Yanci turned off the overhead lamp, leaving only a warm lamp by the bedside.

A moment later, Shen Guining noticed a hole had collapsed beside her, and then a source of warmth appeared.

She moved a little closer and murmured, "Mr. Qu..."

Qu Yanci reached out and pulled the person into his arms, "Can't sleep?"

Shen Guining leaned against his chest and whispered, "Thank you."

Fortunately, he came.

It seems that every time she is in trouble, he always appears in time to help her out of her predicament.

Becoming increasingly dependent on someone is not a good thing; what should you do after you break up?

Qu Yanci pinched her cheek. "If you can't sleep, we'll do something else."

Shen Guining was stunned, and moved her lips, "What... are you doing?"

Qu Yanci looked directly into her eyes and asked, "What do you think?"

Although she was young, she was not naive.

It's nothing more than those kinds of things between adults.

Mr. Qu always respected her and never crossed any lines except for kissing.

She wouldn't refuse if he wanted to.

But right now, the timing isn't right.

"...My period hasn't ended yet."

Qu Yanci twitched the corner of his lips; he was just trying to scare her.

Without a condom, it's impossible to do it.

Shen Guining heard him say in her ear, "You can kiss me, and you can touch me."

The sound was like silk threads winding around, sending a tingling sensation deep into the bones.

His kiss landed, parting her lips and teeth, his hot breath rushing in, his right hand supporting the back of her neck.

Shen Guining instinctively grabbed his clothes, her red lips slightly swollen from the kisses, her head throbbing.

His palms were so hot, as if they were burning his skin.

In the quiet space, only the sound of uncontrollable heartbeats and kisses could be heard.

There was also the sound of clasps being unfastened.

Shen Guining was too embarrassed to look up, burying her face deeply in his neck.

My heart was beating faster and faster in his hands, and I could hear his soft, ambiguous breathing in my ear.

Finally, Qu Yanci let go of her, got up, and went into the bathroom.

Shen Guining pulled up her collar, sat up on the bed, and took deep breaths.

The blush on her face lingered for a long time.

He put his hands behind his back and silently fastened the buttons.

That night, she fell asleep to the sound of running water in the bathroom.

As sleepiness crept in, she vaguely wondered why Mr. Qu took such a long bath.

When Qu Yanci came out, the little girl was sleeping soundly, completely unsuspecting, with a trace of redness still remaining at the corner of her eye.

He had just taken a cold shower and was still damp. He spent half an hour in the study before returning to bed.
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Shen Guining slept very soundly.

She didn't set an alarm, and woke up at nine o'clock, alone in bed.

The phone has been returned and is on the bedside table.

She picked it up and glanced at it.

There are more than a dozen unread messages on WeChat.

Several colleagues asked her why she didn't go to the bar; it seemed no one knew what had happened last night.

A colleague sent her the wrong room number, which is why she went to the wrong room.

Undeserved misfortune can only be attributed to bad luck.

Shen Guining put down her phone, tidied the sheets and blankets before returning to the second bedroom.

When she looked in the mirror while washing up, the hickeys on her neck caught her eye, awakening some blushing and heart-pounding memories in her mind.

For the first time, I felt a man's large palm so clearly, even the lines were so distinct.

Wrapped in his palm, she let him knead her as he pleased.

Can't think about it anymore.

Shen Guining stopped her thoughts and scooped up a handful of water to wash her face.

I had just thought of someone when he called.

Shen Guining took out a washcloth to wipe her hands and pressed the answer button.

"are you awake?"

The voice on the other end of the line was deep and steady, completely different from the one last night.

Shen Guining walked out of the bathroom. "Yeah, I just woke up."

Qu Yanci had just finished a morning meeting and returned to his desk to sit down. He instructed, "There's breakfast in the kitchen. Heat it up before you eat."

"it is good."

"A rest day today?"

"Ah."

"Want to go out and have some fun this afternoon?"

Shen Guining asked curiously, "Where are we going to play?"