Chapter 61 Be good, turn around

It turns out that what men say in bed is unreliable.

Zhao Zonglan's words, "Hang in there a little longer," actually kept Shen Jingni up until the wee hours of the morning.

He was very fierce tonight.

Her wrists were all red, and no amount of pleading could help.

When she finally fell asleep from exhaustion, the silk tie was still loosely dangling from her hand.

Entangled.

There are even more outrageous examples.

...

It was as if they were determined to punish her.

What punishment should be given to her?

Shen Jingni felt very innocent.

So the first thing she did when she woke up in the morning was to fiercely bite his chest.

Zhao Zonglan groaned as her sharp little teeth bit him, and his eyes darkened.

He was afraid she would cry when she woke up, so even though she was awake, he didn't get up early and deliberately stayed with her to sleep a little longer.

Who knew that the kitten would hold a grudge and be so arrogant.

Men in the morning are not to be trifled with.

By the time Shen Jingni realized the problem, it was too late.

"Zhao Zonglan, why are you doing this again... stay away from me."

She tried to push him away, but he pressed down on her waist.

His long, slender fingers caressed her cheek, and another passionate kiss landed on her lips. "Be good, I'll try to finish within an hour."

Shen Jingni almost cried as she accused him, "I don't believe it, you've been going on for too long, don't."

Zhao Zonglan's lips curled into a wicked smile as he pressed his forehead against hers, coaxing her gently.

"Therefore, your cooperation is needed."

Shen Jingni looked at him with bewildered eyes, wondering how to cooperate and what she should cooperate with.

Zhao Zonglan rubbed her head, as if soothing a sulking kitten.

He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low and husky: "Good boy, go over there."

"*Down"

...

When Shen Jingni was carried out of the bathroom by Zhao Zonglan, she was exhausted and fell asleep in a daze.

This proves that people shouldn't always eat too well.

If you eat too much, your little body won't be able to handle it.

Mature, abstinent male demons cannot be touched too often, otherwise, one might accidentally drain their essence and leave them at the mercy of the demon.

Shen Jingni didn't wake up until almost noon, when she was woken up by Song Yu's phone call.

Song Yu sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone, as if she was about to cry: "Miaomiao, it seems that Sister Wen has been taken away by the second branch of the Song family."

"No one answers the phone."

Song Yu and Wen Shuyi are quite close.

She went to Wen Shuyi's apartment this morning to visit her, but found the door open, though Wen Shuyi wasn't there.

After reviewing the surveillance footage, it was discovered that he was taken away by the second wife's family.

Shen Jingni frowned in confusion: "Why did the second branch of the Song family take Sister Wen away?"

Wen Shuyi is Song Yanting's girlfriend. Logically speaking, even if the Song family elders do not agree to her entering the family, the Song family should not dare to easily touch her.

Song Yu: "I don't know either. I only heard my dad say that last month, all the shares held by the second wife were taken away by Brother Yanting."

"The second branch of the family has always coveted the position of head of the family. They probably want to take advantage of Brother Yanting's business trip to kidnap Sister Wen and blackmail him."

Shen Jingni understood.

It turned out to be a family feud.

The second branch of the Song family is at its wit's end and has completely broken off relations.

“Miaomiao, Yanting and Qiyu are both on business in Italy and won’t be back for a while. After thinking it over, I think only you can help Sister Wen.”

Shen Jingni doesn't have that ability.

She has a clear understanding of her own position.

We should definitely help.

Ultimately, however, it still requires Zhao Zonglan's intervention.

Shen Jingni: "Don't worry. If they're using Sister Wen to threaten Song Yanting, then she's safe now. Let me think of something."

-

Zhao Zonglan was handling official business in his study.

I just finished a boring video conference.

He opened the drawer to get a cigarette, only to see the study door pushed open.

The person at the door didn't come in immediately.

She just leaned against the door frame, slowly poking her little head out, giving him a flattering smile, her bright eyes sparkling, her voice sweet and affectionate.

"Brother, are you busy right now?"

Zhao Zonglan leaned back lazily in his chair, his handsome face remaining as cold and indifferent as ever. He didn't speak, but simply beckoned to her, gesturing for her to come over.

Shen Jingni was wearing a French-style plush nightgown, the colors of which were inspired by a new Chinese ink painting style, with blue and white blending and permeating each other, making it look soft and fluffy.

As she approached, the man reached out and pulled her into his arms.

It is indeed very soft.

Zhao Zonglan took a cigarette from the pack, slowly and deliberately holding it between his fingers, his gaze falling on her obedient face. "Do you need something from me?"

"Hehe, brother is so smart." Shen Jingni never beat around the bush. While coaxing him, she also made her position clear, "But I'm not asking for anything."

"You yourself said you would cover for my kindness."

Zhao Zonglan remained silent, only raising an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to continue.

Shen Jingni said directly, "Sister Wen was taken away by the second branch of the Song family. I need to go find her. Can you lend me some people?"

She had barely finished speaking when Zhao Zonglan pinched her cheek with the hand holding the cigarette.

He said indifferently, "Don't meddle in the Song family's affairs, and you don't need to save Song Yanting's woman."

Even if Song Yanting is stupid, he won't let Wen Shuyi get hurt.

Shen Jingni pushed his hand away, her cheeks slightly puffed out: "But he's on a business trip abroad, and Sister Wen is my friend. Of course I have to go and save her. It has nothing to do with whose woman she is."

Zhao Zonglan looked at her calmly without saying a word.

He didn't want her to get involved in the Song family's mess; it was too dirty.

"Brother, please." She hugged his neck, burying her face in his warm and fragrant neck, and said coquettishly, "You have to keep your word."

"Otherwise you're a big liar, and I'll never trust you again."

When she realized that her sweet talk wasn't working, she resorted to threats: "Don't expect me to listen to you from now on."

"You're being very disobedient right now."

Zhao Zonglan patted her forehead, his tone slightly helpless, "You really want to go?"

Shen Jingni pouted, "Mmm."

He put his arm around her waist, lowered his head slightly to meet her gaze, and as if he had thought of something, a casual smile appeared in his eyes: "No regrets?"

"I don't regret it, why would I regret it?"

She found the question absurd. What was there to regret about saving someone? Besides, with Zhao Zonglan backing her up, the matter was already more than half settled. She was overjoyed.

Zhao Zonglan suppressed the smile in his eyes and didn't answer. He simply picked up the silver lighter on the table and lit a cigarette. "Go change your clothes."

"I'll have Chang An bring some men to accompany you."

Shen Jingni immediately became happy, leaned in and kissed his cheek, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Thank you, brother."

After she left the study, Zhao Zonglan called Chang An in.

He stood by the window smoking, his tall figure cold and imposing.

"Keep an eye on her. As long as she's not hurt, let her cause all the trouble she wants."

"But if anything goes wrong, I will hold you responsible."

Chang An felt a lot of pressure.

After silently sweating for himself, he respectfully replied, "Yes."