Chapter 29 Be gentle, don't bite

Shen Jingni was so happy tonight; she was taking pictures as she looked around.

About ten minutes later, the drones changed their formation again, forming the words "Merry Christmas".

Having feasted her eyes on the sights, Shen Jingni finally began to drink her porridge after being reminded by Wen Shuyi.

"Sister Wen, your Mr. Song is really generous, he actually brought so many drones over."

Tens of thousands of drones are not something an ordinary person can mobilize; they are very difficult to operate, and even money may not be enough to accomplish this.

It is clear that Song Yanting, the host, is indeed very good.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

Wen Shuyi rested her chin on one hand, frowning as she said, "This wasn't arranged by Yanting."

"ah?"

Wen Shuyi looked at her and said, word by word, "It's Mr. Zhao."

Shen Jingni's hand holding the white porcelain spoon suddenly froze. Then, as if she had thought of something, a beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

She suddenly realized that the porridge Wen Shuyi had cooked was indeed very comforting.

A warm feeling rose up throughout my chest.

After 11 o'clock, Song Yanting arranged for someone to deliver Christmas gifts to everyone.

The gifts for the ladies were mostly high-end skincare products and jewelry, varying from person to person, and each person received a piece of gold engraved with the words "Merry Christmas".

The men were more direct: a limited edition STDupont lighter, a collector's item, priceless and unavailable.

Chu You felt that this trip was really worthwhile.

Touching the gold, she exclaimed, "This gift is worth several months' salary for me! Boss, if there's anything like this again, you must think of me first."

I hope her boss becomes rich and powerful, and never forgets her.

Shen Jingni laughed and scolded her for being spineless, "This is nothing."

"Wait for me to lead you to the pinnacle of life."

She has grand ambitions, and now that Zhao Zonglan is backing her up, she speaks with much more confidence.

According to tradition, apples are eaten on Christmas Eve.

It symbolizes a peaceful and safe year ahead.

The servants cut the apples, arranged them on a plate, and served them.

Shen Jingni ate a piece, and seeing that it was getting late, she looked around and subconsciously went to find Zhao Zonglan.

Tang Shu had been in online meetings all day and only just found time to come over.

There was a problem with the shipping route to the Netherlands, and he couldn't solve it in a short time, so he had no choice but to come here to seek advice and help from Zhao Zonglan.

The international situation is very complicated, and he doesn't have much experience in this area, so dealing with it is a real headache.

When he arrived, he happened to see Xie Chengsui's female companion feeding him an apple.

The two were flirting intimately, which was nothing new to Tang Shu, but at this moment, on such a festive occasion, Tang Shu still felt offended.

After all, he's a single guy.

Zhao Zonglan was standing by the railing smoking, his tall figure hidden in the darkness, the glowing cigarette in his hand half-lit.

Fifth Brother.

Tang Shu called out in a slightly somber tone.

Zhao Zonglan then turned around, looking at him calmly: "Is it troublesome?"

"Um."

Tang Shu lit a cigarette for himself. "Several cargo ships are stuck in the port. The invoice codes and the actual goods were found to be inconsistent by customs. It was an oversight by my subordinates. After investigation, it turned out to be a problem with the freight forwarder."

“The demurrage and storage fees are not the problem; it’s just a matter of throwing money away. The important thing is that this incident will affect the Tang family’s reputation in the European market, and the losses will be much more than just a little bit.”

Zhao Zonglan flicked the ash from his cigarette, his expression aloof. "If you're going to work on the European route, this is a problem you're bound to encounter."

"If you want to gain a foothold in Western Europe, you can't be led by the nose."

Tang Shu trusted Zhao Zonglan, so he listened attentively to his advice.

Shen Jingni checked the time; it was almost midnight. She thought she would come over to find Zhao Zonglan and remind him to eat an apple.

Otherwise, Christmas Eve would have already passed.

Someone like him definitely wouldn't believe in these things.

However, as the saying goes, it's better to believe it exists than not; people should have a sense of awe.

Considering how many drones Zhao Zonglan mobilized for her, she had to urge him on.

Tang Shu found a solution with Zhao Zonglan. He glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late. I have to go back and continue dealing with this matter. Thank you, Fifth Brother."

Zhao Zonglan nodded.

Just as Tang Shu was about to leave, he saw Shen Jingni jogging over, carrying a small white porcelain dish with a few pieces of apple in it.

He called out, "Sister-in-law."

Shen Jingni smiled at him, "Have you finished discussing your business?"

"We're done talking, sister-in-law, please make yourself at home."

Tang Shu felt that he had probably disturbed his fifth brother and sister-in-law's time together.

Back in college, young couples loved celebrating these kinds of holidays.

He suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Okay."

Shen Jingni responded and hurriedly ran to Zhao Zonglan, holding a piece of apple in one hand and offering it to his mouth: "Eat an apple."

Tang Shu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then quickly quickened his pace to leave.

The stench of love.

Waaaaah, the dog's being killed!

Is there anyone going to do something about this?

He had just felt guilty.

Zhao Zonglan stared at her with a deep look in his eyes, without moving.

Shen Jingni urged again, "Hurry up, Christmas Eve will be over soon."

"Open your mouth, open your mouth, ah~"

She seemed very anxious, her brows furrowed tightly, and she even made a demonstration gesture, as if coaxing Tangtang to eat, indicating that he should open his mouth.

His appearance was both comical and adorable.

Zhao Zonglan did not believe in these things.

Gods and Buddhas are nothing more than ethereal things that believers use to soothe their souls.

If Santa Claus and gods truly existed in this world, there wouldn't be so many pitiful people.

This little guy in front of me is so innocent he's almost silly.

I was anxious just to get him to eat a piece of apple.

But this silly look is kind of cute.

Especially those eyes, bright and dazzling, like fallen stars, silent and captivating.

Zhao Zonglan lowered his eyes and stared at her slender fingers and the fruit on her fingertips.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his eyes were dark and unfathomable.

After a moment, he slowly bent down, took the apple into his mouth, and his thin lips brushed against her slender white fingers, causing a tingling, warm sensation.

"Is it sweet?" Shen Jingni's fingertips trembled slightly as she looked at him expectantly. "I picked it out especially for you."

Like a child waiting to be praised.

Zhao Zonglan remained silent.

His large hand gripped her waist, pulling her tightly into his arms, and his thin lips invaded down, capturing her lips in his mouth.

Shen Jingni lost her grip on the plate, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

In the dim light, the man's tall body completely enveloped the slender figure in his arms. In the quiet air, only the soft sounds of lips entwining and the girl's uncontrollable sobs could be heard.

"Ugh... Zhao Zonglan, be gentle, don't bite."

He forcefully pried open her lips and teeth, his tongue, carrying the sweet scent of apples, hooking her and aggressively invading her, then suddenly exerting force again.

Shen Jingni whimpered in pain as her tongue hurt.

His kisses were fierce and passionate, his abdominal muscles tense, and his burning breath seemed to melt her.

He answered her question with his actions.

This is the first time in nearly thirty years that Zhao Zonglan has eaten an apple on Christmas Eve.

Is it sweet?

The answer is yes.