Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 6 Sending her an umbrella

Shen Guining took the things, puzzled. "Who is your husband?"

Han Yi: "Mr. Qu."

Shen Guining's fingers paused slightly as she opened the box. The missing Australian white pearl came into view, and her eyes lit up. She asked, "Did Mr. Qu help me find it?"

"Our distinguished guest today is Mr. Qu!"

"Could you introduce me to him? I'd like to thank him in person."

My main intention is to sincerely apologize to him, as I was too impulsive and offended him yesterday.

Han Yi immediately declined, saying, "No need for thanks, Mr. Qu is very busy."

"But……"

Before Shen Guining could finish speaking, Han Yi said first, "I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

He turned and went back to the car.

The black Cullinan sped away.

Shen Guining saw clearly the license plate that symbolized power.

That Mr. Qu is someone far beyond our reach, and we probably won't have any contact with him in the future.
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Shen Guining's relationship with her family is strained, and she doesn't want to go back to the Shen family home recently.

Zhu Sixuan told her to stay at her house without worry, "Congratulations, you finally rebelled for once! I'm going to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate!"

She ran to the kitchen to get the wine and glasses.

The cork was removed, and bubbles bubbled out of the bottle, dancing in the glass.

Shen Guining picked up her cup and took a sip. The sweet and sour taste mingled on her tongue, but it couldn't dispel the unease in her chest. "Sixuan, sometimes I feel guilty. After all, they raised me all these years. Is what I'm doing a bit..."

Zhu Sixuan quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop! You're just too moral, baby! Mr. Shen is your maternal grandfather, after all. Your parents passed away early, and the Shen family has an obligation to raise you. Don't let them manipulate you into thinking you're stupid! Why should they use your marriage to exchange for benefits? Does the Shen family go bankrupt if they don't form an alliance?"

A few words that hit the nail on the head.

Shen Guining suddenly realized, as if the shackles that had bound her for years had been broken. "You're right."

At worst, she can pay back the Shen family with her earnings later; she won't owe them anything for raising her.

In short, she didn't want to marry someone she hated and ruin the rest of her life.

“That’s right.” Zhu Sixuan clinked glasses with her. “At any time, love yourself first.”

After being comforted by her, Shen Guining felt much more at ease, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. "Yes, you have to live for yourself."

Halfway through my drink, my phone rang; it was the group leader calling.

It's probably about the contract.

She pressed the answer button, and a voice came from the other end: "Stella, the contract can't be signed now."

Shen Guining asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Did you offend the second young master of the Zhou family? The Zhou family has invested in the theater and is the largest shareholder. They've said that they can't sign you in." The troupe leader paused. "The second young master also said that you can only do so if you go to talk to him in person."

Shen Guining's fingers tightened, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Sixuan noticed that her expression was off and asked what had happened.

Shen Guining lowered her long eyelashes. "Zhou Shilin forced me to go to him, otherwise he wouldn't let the dance troupe sign me."

"That guy has no class at all! He's a piece of trash!" Zhu Sixuan cursed, then comforted her, "It's okay, we can look at other dance troupes. It's not like there's only one. You dance so well, so many companies are vying for you. It's their loss if they don't get you!"

Shen Guining has been through a lot of bad things lately, and she is physically and mentally exhausted. Fortunately, she has her best friend by her side. "Thank you, Sixuan."

"We're being too formal. There's no need for thanks between us." Zhu Sixuan couldn't resist pinching her cheek. "Your face is so soft."

Shen Guining had just taken a shower and smelled pleasantly of shower gel.

"You smell so good, you're so soft, and you're so big." Zhu Sixuan, like a lecherous woman, groped all over her body. "Whoever marries you will be so lucky!"

Shen Guining was ticklish and laughed as she dodged away, "Don't do that." Zhu Sixuan wouldn't let go, "My breasts are small, what's wrong with letting me touch them for a bit?"

Shen Guining blushed at her words, temporarily forgetting the unpleasant matter.

The two argued until very late before going to sleep.
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The next day, Shen Guining was woken up by her alarm clock. She got up early to wash, put on makeup, and get ready to go out.

If she wants to leave the Shen family, she must start working and earning money to support herself as soon as possible.

There are four large dance theaters on Hong Kong Island. Signing in other smaller ones would be pointless and offer no future prospects.

Shen Guining visited the other three companies and received the same result.

The person in charge regretfully told her, "Ms. Shen, I know you are very outstanding, but we cannot afford to offend the Zhou family. I'm very sorry."

All major dance theaters have in-depth cooperation with dance schools. Everyone knows that Shen Guining is a famous campus beauty in college, with strong professional skills. Teachers value her highly. When she was only a freshman, several companies wanted to sign her. Now, if it weren't for the Zhou family's threat, who would turn away such a living advertisement?

After leaving the theater, Shen Guining wandered aimlessly down the street. Pedestrians and vehicles hurried past her, but she carried her bag at a leisurely pace.

The Zhou family holds a prominent position in Hong Kong Island and wields absolute power.

Does she have no choice but to bow her head? How can she be willing to compromise like this?

As she walked, raindrops suddenly wet her face. She looked up and saw that the sky was already covered with dark clouds.

No wonder everyone was in such a hurry.

The rain intensified, pelting down relentlessly, and soon everyone was soaked.

Shen Guining stood there blankly, she hadn't brought an umbrella and hadn't even thought about finding shelter from the rain.

The negative emotions that had accumulated over the past few days were amplified infinitely by the dull sound of the rain. She squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, letting herself get soaked.

The sky seemed to have a hole in it, and the rain kept pouring down.

A black minivan drove out of the Central Building and stopped at the traffic light intersection.

Bentleys may appear understated and ordinary on the outside, but their interiors are meticulously luxurious, crafted with genuine leather using traditional Crewe craftsmanship and featuring ingenious design.

Qu Yanci leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes for a short rest.

Raindrops slanted and tapped against the car window, leaving a trail of blurry water streaks.

Han Yi inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure by the roadside. The figure looked somewhat familiar. He rolled down the passenger window for a closer look and realized it was indeed Miss Shen.

He didn't know whether he should tell General Manager Qu.

The red light ahead has ten seconds left.

Fearing something might happen, Han Yi spoke up: "Mr. Qu, it seems Miss Shen is getting rained on by the roadside."

After saying that, Qu Yanci opened his eyes and turned his head to look out the window.

The little girl was squatting alone by the roadside, soaked to the bone.

The driver had just released the brake and started moving when a voice suddenly came from the back seat: "Bring her an umbrella."

Summer rains come in torrents, washing everything away.

Shen Guining's legs went numb from squatting. She raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face and struggled to stand up, supporting herself on her knees.

Before she could even stand still, a black umbrella suddenly appeared above her head, briefly shielding her from the torrential rain.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Guining looked up at the sound and recognized the man in front of her; he was one of Mr. Qu's men.

"Take this umbrella." Han Yi handed the umbrella over.

Shen Guining took the umbrella handle a beat late, thanked him, and subconsciously looked around, "Is Mr. Qu here too?"

(End of this chapter)