Chapter 96 My Darling Hit Him

Shen Jingni arrived in Guangzhou in the morning.

Unfortunately, I ran into Qin Muhuan at the hotel entrance.

Qin Muhuan would naturally be present at such an occasion.

She loves to join in the fun and compare herself to others, and she's afraid that Shen Jingni might secretly improve behind her back.

"I thought some lazy people wouldn't arrive until the afternoon."

As soon as Miss Qin saw Shen Jingni, she began to mock her, "It's like the sun has risen in the west! Someone can get up early now."

In her memory, Shen Jingni was the kind of person who was always on time for school and never punctual for work.

Getting up early is going to be the death of her.

Shen Jingni snorted coldly, pretending not to hear, and walked past her.

Qin Muhuan quickly followed, shouting, "Don't even think about checking in before me!"

You're going to argue about this?!

Shen Jingni is truly speechless.

She simply stood there and refused to move.

I'm too lazy to argue with her, and I don't even feel ashamed.

Qin Muhuan had already rushed ahead of her, but seeing Shen Jingni stop, she suddenly turned around and asked suspiciously, "Why did you stop? You're not thinking of changing hotels, are you?"

Shen Jingni wanted to, but there were no better hotels nearby.

"No, you have to stay here." With that, Qin Muhuan grabbed Shen Jingni's hand tightly. "You can't enjoy yourself behind my back."

Shen Jingni was speechless: "Qin Cancan, how can you be so childish?"

"I'm childish, I'm childish..."

The two walked into the hotel lobby, bickering as they entered.

Nie Yunhui came from the other side, followed by several bodyguards in black.

As he lit his cigarette, he glanced to the side and saw Shen Jingni.

Although he had only met her once, Miss Shen was so beautiful and, being Zhao Zonglan's girlfriend, he naturally had a deep impression of her.

Nie Yunhui strode over and greeted her, "Miss Chen, it's nice to see you again."

Shen Jingni remembered the Mr. Nie standing before her.

These are bigwigs in Hong Kong and Macau; their families are involved in gambling, with connections to both the legal and illegal worlds.

They had played cards together in Las Vegas before, and she even won a cruise ship from him.

Shen Jingni smiled and politely replied, "Hello, Mr. Nie."

Nie Yunhui, smoking a cigarette, looked her over and asked, "Mr. Zhao didn't come?"

"No, he's been busy with work these past few days. I just had nothing to do, so I came to watch the show."

“I see,” Nie Yunhui chuckled softly, clearly somewhat regretful, and then said gently, “I’ll be in Guangzhou for the next couple of days. If Miss Shen needs anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

"OK."

Shen Jingni nodded. In fact, she knew perfectly well that Nie Yunhui was only coming over to greet her because of Zhao Zonglan.

She didn't have the face to ask him for help; he hadn't even given her his contact information, it was just polite talk.

Qin Muhuan, still holding Shen Jingni's hand, watched Nie Yunhui walk out of the hotel and asked somewhat fearfully, "Shen Miaomiao, what kind of people have you been associating with?"

"He looks like a mob boss, with a group of fierce-looking bodyguards following behind him."

"That scared me to death."

Shen Jingni shook off her hand, "You should be more ambitious, Qin Cancan."

What's there to be afraid of?

Qin Muhuan retorted guiltily, "You're the one who's spineless."

In recent years, the new Chinese style clothing has become a hit. According to data released by the China National Textile and Apparel Council, the market size of the new Chinese style clothing reached 1 billion yuan in 2023.

This also demonstrates the strong vitality of traditional culture in the modern business environment.

This fashion show was themed around the "Guochao" (national trend) style. The show was held in Liwan District and brought together dozens of fashion brands, with over a hundred models showcasing new clothing products.

The clothing uses fabrics such as silk and brocade, combined with exquisite embroidery and Chinese-style designs such as frog buttons, blending traditional and modern styles to achieve breakthroughs and innovations.

To fit the theme, Shen Jingni wore a beige, modern Chinese-style mid-length coat today, with a small stand-up collar, straight shoulders, pearl buttons and bound ribbons at the neckline, fox fur decorations on the cuffs, and a small fur collar around her neck.

Her hair was simply styled in a bun, adorned with a blue lily of the valley pearl tassel hair clip.

She looks pure and gentle, but her face is flamboyantly beautiful.

It's nearing its end.

Qin Muhuan was chatting with two fabric supplier owners and they even made plans to have dinner together.

After chatting for a while, she came over and called to Shen Jingni, "Why don't you come with us?"

Shen Jingni glanced at the two middle-aged bosses behind Qin Muhuan. They looked respectable and kind, but she didn't really want to go.

She politely declined, saying, "You guys go ahead, I have a bit of a headache, I think I've caught a cold."

Qin Muhuan was displeased. "Oh, you're just being delicate. You still need to eat even if you have a cold."

The two suppliers also tried to persuade her, pleading with her to come along.

Unable to refuse any longer, Shen Jingni finally relented, "You guys go ahead first, I need to go back to the hotel to change my clothes."

"Then hurry up!"

"Um."

Qin Muhuan left the fashion show with the two fabric suppliers.

Shen Jingni was also preparing to leave.

As she stood up and looked up, she spotted a familiar face on the catwalk.

Under the spotlight, Meng Qing, dressed in a new Chinese-style long dress made of Xiangyun yarn, walked to the very front of the T-stage. With her chin slightly raised, her gaze fell on the audience. Their eyes met briefly, but quickly looked away.

I haven't seen her in Beijing for so long; it turns out she's become a model.

That's good; I have a proper job.

Shen Jingni turned and left the fashion show.

She went back to her room to change her clothes, opened the door and was about to leave when she was stopped by someone.

The person who arrived was Meng Qing.

She hadn't even had time to change out of her dress, only wearing a black down jacket over it. Panting, she said anxiously, "Shen Jingni, you can't go."

"Those two fabric suppliers are not good people."

Shen Jingni asked in surprise, her face full of doubt, "How did you know?"

Meng Qing lowered her head, and after a few seconds, she slowly spoke: "I was deceived by them."

Fearing that Shen Jingni might not understand, she simply put it more bluntly: "The Feast at Hongmen, drinking, sleeping together, group sex, all ultimately come down to drunken behavior, and even the police can't do anything about it."

"They also called in a few young models today."

Shen Jingni felt a chill run down her spine, her hands gripping the door frame weakly. She looked at Meng Qing with a solemn expression, her heart filled with mixed emotions and a sense of unease.

She saved her at the Jin Yue Club.

But fate did not spare this girl.

Why should you help me?

Meng Qing turned around, her back to her, her voice a little hoarse: "I can't control others, but you saved me before, and this is what I should repay you for."

After saying that, she turned and left without looking back.

Shen Jingni watched that figure disappear around the corner of the corridor. She leaned against the wall and exhaled a deep breath.

He then quickly picked up his phone and called Qin Muhuan.

But she didn't answer.

What a worry!

For both emotional and rational reasons, she had to go find Qin Muhuan.

But I can't go alone.

Too dangerous.

At this moment, Shen Jingni thought of someone: Nie Yunhui.

But she didn't have his contact information, and it wouldn't be easy for her to persuade him; Zhao Zonglan would have to speak up.

——

Xie Chengsui felt that the atmosphere this weekend was somewhat dull.

Finally, Song Yanting had some free time, and the group was able to gather at Wangjinglou for a meal, but he discovered that at least three people in the room were in a bad mood.

Today is probably not a good day either.

You should have someone check the almanac before you go out.

Song Qiyu stopped drinking and just stared quietly at his phone, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito.

With a worried look on his face, he asked everyone, "Why would a girl suddenly start giving you the silent treatment after you're having a great conversation with her one second?"

Cancan hasn't replied to his messages for almost half an hour. I'm so sad and it's so agonizing.

Xie Chengsui casually replied, "Because she finds you annoying and doesn't like you. Don't you realize that?"

Song Qiyu: "..."

What a cruel reality.

He remained silent, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Zonglan looked listless, smoking languidly with a cold expression and spoke very little.

He still can't figure out why the little guy won't let him go to Guangzhou.

Was Zhao Zonglan some kind of shady character?

Does she really not want to go public?

The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel.

At this moment, Rong Heng pushed open the door and, as the host, politely asked, "Eh? Didn't your sister-in-law and Miss Wen come?"

Zhao Zonglan frowned unhappily, flicked the ash from his cigarette with his fingers, and said nothing.

Song Yanting lowered his eyes, his expression not very pleasant, but he still said in a good-natured manner, "Shuyi went back to her hometown of Yangzhou and won't let me come with her."

No matter how much I begged, it didn't work.

I haven't even received a phone call in the last two days.

Zhao Zonglan glanced at him before speaking slowly and deliberately, her tone laced with sarcasm, "Oh, so you were abandoned."

Song Yanting: "..."

Xie Chengsui felt that Fifth Brother's words were a bit too hurtful, so he quickly replied, "It's not that I've abandoned you, it's just that I feel you're not that important, or that I find you annoying."

Song Yanting: "..."

What the hell is the difference?

He was already furious, so he stopped pretending and looked at Zhao Zonglan, sneering, "Didn't Miss Shen go to Guangzhou to watch the fashion show without you?"

Zhao Zonglan: "..."

In this back-and-forth exchange, Song Qiyu absorbed useless knowledge points.

He even came to the conclusion: "It seems that men shouldn't be too clingy to women, or they'll be disliked."

Rong Heng learned his lesson this time; he chose to observe from the sidelines without saying a word.

To avoid getting burned.

Besides, he doesn't have much to talk about with these love-obsessed people.

Just then, Zhao Zonglan's personal cell phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID on the screen, his handsome brows relaxed, and his tone was casual, with a hint of pleasure: "Excuse me, I need to take this call."

She even added, "My baby did it."

After saying that, he didn't care about the lives of the people in the room, and got up to answer the phone.

Looking at Zhao Zonglan's retreating figure, Song Qiyu sighed, "I'm so envious of Fifth Brother."

Song Yanting was so angry that his face turned black.

Zhao Zonglan walked to the side and answered the call.

On the other end of the phone came Shen Jingni's sweet, coquettish voice, so soft it sounded like it could be squeezed for water.

The tone was even a little cute.

"Brother, help! Help! I've met a bad guy!"