Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 17: One Hour, Eight Hundred

"Um, are you okay?" Zhuang Jie'er asked hesitantly.

According to the original plan, it shouldn't be like this, but Zhuang Jie'er looked at the other party's expressionless face and couldn't say anything else.

"I"

"Miss Zhuang, please respect yourself." Chen Yucong said as a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Zhuang Jie'er was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks immediately turned red and she looked at Chen Yucong with shame and anger.

Chen Yucong straightened his suit jacket, ignored Zhuang Jie'er's presence, and prepared to move forward.

But he still couldn't leave smoothly, because Zhuang Jie'er took a step towards Chen Yucong and blocked Chen Yucong's way again.

"Mr. Chen, I just want to know how I have offended you or Miss Song, and why you want to put me to death?" Zhuang Jie'er asked hurriedly.

She really had no other choice. After the news went viral, several of her endorsements were terminated. And not only that, they also demanded compensation from her!

Even her own agency is now planning to shelve her.

Her bullying of that boy happened a long time ago and she was not punished at that time. Why should we condemn her now?
Everyone is young and ignorant once, Zhuang Jie'er thought.

So how could she be willing?

She had worked so hard to get to where she is now, how could she be willing to let her career be ruined like this?

Especially since that incident had nothing to do with Chen Yucong, it was because she offended Song Jinhe!
Zhuang Jie'er thought about it and realized that the only interaction between her and that woman was when they walked on the red carpet that day, but she clearly did nothing at that time!

"I'm just giving Miss Zhuang a chance to be on camera. It's just a small thing, so there's no need to thank me." Chen Yucong looked indifferent, especially the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhuang Jie'er, which was filled with coldness.

As for the reason, she didn't need to know.

Zhuang Jie'er wanted to say something, but Chen Yucong had completely lost his patience. "If Miss Zhuang is sensible, she should stay away now."

Otherwise, there are still many things he could do.

Zhuang Jie'er's face turned pale. She was terrified in her heart. Looking at the man in front of her, she gradually lost all her strength and dared not make any move to stop him.

Chen Yucong went to the bathroom, and Zhuang Jie'er still stood there. Even when she was being stared at at such an embarrassing moment, she did not react any more.

However, Zhuang Jie'er could no longer suppress the indignation in her heart. She couldn't figure out what she had done wrong.
Was it that when you were walking on the red carpet that day, you took a little longer?
But what does that have to do with Song Jinhe?
what is the relationship!
Why should they take revenge on her? She worked so hard to have everything she has now, why should they ruin her star?
Zhuang Jie'er gritted her teeth, hatred that could not be concealed in her eyes.

The woman who had come out of the box earlier and was about to catch up with Chen Yucong was still standing at the door of the box.

When Zhuang Jie'er passed by her, she couldn't help but take a step back and leaned against the corner, as if she was frightened by Zhuang Jie'er's ferocious expression.

But for Chen Yucong, this was just an insignificant episode.

When he returned to the box, he saw that it was almost nine o'clock and decided not to stay any longer.

Chen Yucong just gave the secretary a look, and the other party immediately understood what he meant.

Soon, Chen Yucong left the hotel smoothly. On the way back, he couldn't wait to send a message to Song Jinhe, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but show.

After Chen Yucong returned, he did not tell Song Jinhe about Zhuang Jie'er, let alone the man who sent the threatening courier.

It's as if these things never happened.
On the weekend, Chen Yucong was resting and Song Jinhe happened to have nothing to do, so they both stayed at home.

Although the weather was still very cold, Chen Yucong took Song Jinhe out together. After all, Song Jinhe really didn't like to go out except for work.

Chen Yucong could only go out with Song Jinhe when he had time.

The two of them went to a hot spring resort hotel on the outskirts of the city together.

The sun was shining when they arrived. After putting their luggage away and having lunch in the hotel, Chen Yucong took Song Jinhe for a walk around the area.

There is a large ski resort behind. Song Jinhe doesn’t know how to ski, but Chen Yucong does.

Chen Yucong personally coached Song Jinhe to go skiing, but even though Song Jinhe had practiced for a long time, she still fell clumsily into the snow when she tried to go skiing alone.

In other words, I was wearing sturdy clothes, so the fall wasn't that painful.

"Heh!" Chen Yucong couldn't help laughing and shook his head helplessly, as if he was as helpless as when he was in school when he saw students who could never be taught.

Song Jinhe's cheeks turned red from laughing. She grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it at Chen Yucong in embarrassment, saying coquettishly, "It's because your skills are not good enough!"

She didn't use much force, and the snowflakes were not formed into a shape, so they scattered when she threw them out and didn't hit Chen Yucong at all.

Chen Yucong was still smiling and reached out his hand to pull Song Jinhe, but was rejected by her. Song Jinhe sat on the ground angrily and couldn't get up.

Maybe they didn't bring their own ski clothes, but rented them at the ski resort. The staff at the ski resort looked very similar.

Moreover, they were standing and sitting at the moment, and there was no intimacy between them. A girl who didn't know the situation mustered up the courage to come over and ask Chen Yucong, "Hello, are you the ski coach here?"

Just as Chen Yucong was about to say that he was not, Song Jinhe quickly spoke up, "He is, eight hundred per hour, and if it exceeds five hours, it will be charged per day!"

Chen Yucong looked at Song Jinhe in disbelief, and Song Jinhe looked at Chen Yucong with a hint of provocation.

The girl next to him didn't know what to feel after hearing this. After all, she was wearing a hat and her face was covered tightly.

But the other party hasn't left yet, which means she is willing to do so.

The girl seemed to have made up her mind, "The price is a bit high, but if it's high, the technology should be pretty good."

When Song Jinhe heard this, she burst into laughter, and the girl and Chen Yucong both looked at her.

It’s just that one is confused and the other is helpless.

Chen Yucong retracted his gaze and looked at the girl next to him, "I'm sorry, I just made my fiancée fall down, she was angry and said something nonsense."

The girl widened her eyes slightly and said in embarrassment, "Sorry!"

It was obviously Song Jinhe who started talking nonsense first, and Chen Yucong was the one in the wrong. He smiled faintly at the girl.

"I'm sorry." Song Jinhe was also a little embarrassed and felt that she had gone a little too far in teasing others.

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(End of this chapter)