Chapter 111 Regardless of winning or losing, he accepts...

The meeting must be completed.

From project funding and regulatory approvals to the final board vote, it took less than ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Shen Jingni was carried back to the bedroom by Zhao Zonglan.

She still remembered her mission for tonight, so...

Just before he came, she placed her hands on his chest and boldly asked, "Brother, can you promise me something?"

Zhao Zonglan narrowed his eyes, his hands supporting him on either side of her, his arms bulging with veins and muscles, his breathing slightly heavy.

His eyes were dark, and his tone was dangerous: "You're trying to make demands now?"

"Baby, do you want to be *killed*?"

Hearing his hoarse voice, Shen Jingni's legs suddenly went weak.

How terrifying.

She mustered her courage, her soft, boneless hands clinging to his shoulders, and embraced him affectionately.

In a sweet, coquettish voice, she said, "Brother, please promise me."

Zhao Zonglan was losing patience.

He pinched her chin, took her lips into his mouth, and sucked hard as punishment.

Punish her for her cleverness, punish her for her absent-mindedness.

What a wicked little fox.

Shen Jingni sobbed as she made her request, but he kissed her too fiercely, and her words came out in broken sentences.

"ah……"

Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her fiercely.

She refused to accept the outcome, crying and trying to hide.

Before meeting Shen Jingni, Zhao Zonglan never imagined that his emotions and desires would be so easily controlled by a young girl.

They even became addicted to it and insatiable.

Although he couldn't hear what she was saying, he leaned down to her ear and coaxed, "I promise."

"Baby, be good, I don't want to hurt you."

...

The next morning, Xie Chengsui received a call from Chang An.

"Thank you, Third Master. My master says that Young Master Hengzhou must stay in London for two years. After that, it is up to you to decide what to do with him."

"The gentleman also asked me to remind you."

"This will not be repeated."

Xie Chengsui certainly knew what "this is the last time" meant.

Fifth Brother must have guessed that he had asked Shen Jingni for help, so he was warning him to be more careful in the future.

But my sister-in-law is really amazing.

Two years? That works too.

It's much better than five years ago.

Xie Chengsui was fairly satisfied with the result.

Guanglin was right, his sister-in-law really is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Wednesday afternoon.

Shen Jingni was strolling around the garden with Gun Gun, while Zhao Zonglan followed behind, listening to the phone call with a cold expression.

The panda has been well cared for lately; it's gained a little weight, its fur is neater, and it looks even cuter than before.

Shen Jingni held a small rubber ball in her hand, flicked her wrist, and threw the ball into the lawn not far away. Rolling and darting over in a flash.

The little dog's snowball-like figure stood out against the green lawn. Soon, it picked up the ball, wagged its tail, and ran back to her feet.

"Gungung is so awesome!"

Shen Jingni squatted down, rubbed its head, and then hugged it in her arms, affectionately rubbing her cheek against the little guy's soft neck fur.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Zonglan's fingers tightened around his phone, and his deep eyes darkened.

His tone turned cold as he instructed the person on the other end of the phone: "First, develop a contingency plan, then hold a meeting tomorrow to make a decision."

Without waiting for a response, he hung up the phone.

Shen Jingni was playing with Gun Gun when she heard footsteps approaching from behind.

She turned her head, her bright smile still lingering, and asked in a clear voice, "Finished the call?"

Zhao Zonglan didn't answer, but stood only two or three meters away from her and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Seeing that he had a sullen face and seemed a little unhappy, Shen Jingni wisely got up and went over to him.

She asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is work not going well?"

Zhao Zonglan's dark eyes were filled with a hint of coldness. He bent down and leaned closer to her, his tone forceful: "Kiss me."

ah?

Shen Jingni found him very strange.

However, considering that Mr. Zhao always granted her every request, she decided to reluctantly spoil him a little.

She tilted her head back and kissed the corner of his lips.

The coldness in Zhao Zonglan's eyes vanished in an instant.

He glanced at the puppy not far away out of the corner of his eye.

The panda raised its head high and barked fiercely at him.

Zhao Zonglan's lips curled up.

Ha, it's just a dog.

At this moment, Chang An rushed over in a panic.

"Sir, Madam has arrived and is waiting for you in the living room. She has something important to discuss."

——

Xie Yunfan is gentle and virtuous, and a very sensible person.

But this time, she had to come in person.

Seeing Zhao Zonglan enter, she glanced behind him and asked gently, "Why didn't Jingni come along?"

Zhao Zonglan lit a cigarette with an indifferent expression, his tone as calm as ever: "Get to the point."

Xie Yunfan knew his patience was limited, so she spoke directly: "Your grandmother has been seriously ill these past two days. The doctor came to see her and said that she is old and may... be nearing her end."

Zhao Zonglan paused slightly as he put the cigarette into his mouth.

"You can just call me and I'll come back."

Xie Yunfan knew he wouldn't really be so cold-blooded and heartless, after all, the other party genuinely cared for his grandmother.

Even if I did something wrong recently, it's a small matter compared to life and death.

Xie Yunfan hesitated, "But there are some things I want to say in front of you... and Jingni."

Zhao Zonglan narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low and cold: "She's busy."

That means there's no room for negotiation.

"You should know that your grandmother's greatest wish in her life was to see you get married before she passed away."

"She spends all her time eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist prayers, all for the sake of you younger generations."

"Although the old lady didn't say it explicitly, she mentions it every day, so I wanted to ask you in person..."

"Can you and Jingni help her fulfill this last wish?"

Actually, Xie Yunfan was very nervous when she said those words.

Because she knew that Zhao Zonglan was born unbound by kinship and would likely not agree.

They might even get angry.

His personal affairs are not something that even his elders can interfere with.

The old lady is a good example.

Zhao Zonglan smoked a cigarette, the grayish-white smoke swirling and dissipating before his eyes, blurring his cold and handsome features.

"I will discuss it with her."

However, he knew very well that she would not agree.

I don't like it, and I don't care.

These words had been weighing heavily on his mind, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Even though he knew all this, Zhao Zonglan still wanted to take a gamble.

He gambled his love on her liking.

A little bit is enough.

He accepts whatever comes his way, win or lose.