Chapter 98 Your best choice is only me.

Zhao Zonglan didn't say anything more. He carried her to the next room and put her on the bed.

Seeing his sullen face, Shen Jingni sensed that something was wrong.

She quickly wrapped her arms around his waist, looked up at him, and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Brother, my hands are cold."

Zhao Zonglan met her clear eyes, his gaze calm.

His large hands completely enveloped hers, the palms warm, the fingertips slowly pressing against her slender fingers, dispelling the chill.

Shen Jingni's hands warmed up quickly.

Looking at his aloof and handsome face, she asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

Zhao Zonglan didn't answer. He released her hand, then knelt down in front of her, his expression indifferent. "Let me see your feet."

Shen Jingni obediently stretched out her foot.

He grabbed my ankle and rubbed it a few times.

With a pained expression, she said in a high-pitched, delicate voice, "Zhao Zonglan, be gentle, it hurts."

His voice was deep, “You only learn from pain.”

Although that's what he said, he actually used much less force.

"They're just two pieces of trash. Nie Yunhui's men aren't useless. Why are you getting involved?"

Shen Jingni moved her lips slightly and muttered softly, "I'm worried about Qin Muhuan."

“You don’t know, she’s even more delicate than me. If someone hits her, she’ll cry and I have to comfort her.”

It was only tonight that Shen Jingni truly understood the helplessness she felt every time Zhao Zonglan tried to comfort her after she cried.

It's not easy.

It's really not easy.

She sighed again, "Song Qiyu must have a tough time ahead of him."

Zhao Zonglan looked up at her, his eyes dark. "You still have time to worry about others?"

He's so fierce.

Why is the tyrant so hard to appease today?

Shen Jingni leaned closer, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her cheek against his, saying affectionately, "Our Mr. Zhao has worked the hardest."

After saying that, she turned her head and kissed him again.

Zhao Zonglan's cold and hard face softened again.

The little guy is quite good at coaxing people.

However, Shen Jingni wasn't simply trying to appease him; she had her own agenda.

She can make demands if she can please the capitalists.

"Brother, can you help me find someone?"

If it weren't for Meng Qing today, she and Qin Muhuan would probably... have faced unimaginable consequences.

Meng Qing is quite pitiful.

It's hard to imagine how a girl, a pampered young lady, survived such a tragedy while her family was burdened with debt.

Shen Jingni wanted to help her.

But capitalists aren't so easy to talk to.

They excel at maximizing profits, seeking low risk and high returns.

Zhao Zonglan stood up, placed his hands on the bed, and pulled her into his arms, saying in a calm voice, "Okay, but I have a condition."

Shen Jingni's eyes immediately became wary, and she involuntarily shrank back. "W-what conditions?"

Her guarded look is actually quite cute.

Her body tensed slightly, and her peach blossom eyes widened, staring at him without blinking.

Like a little rabbit, they were on high alert.

A barely perceptible smile flickered in Zhao Zonglan's eyes, but his expression remained calm as he casually asked her, "What do you think?"

Shen Jingni couldn't hold back any longer.

It's definitely some kind of improper condition.

She pulled her feet back abruptly, her delicate brows furrowed tightly. "Zhao Zonglan, be serious!"

"You are not allowed to think about lewd things."

Zhao Zonglan stared at her slightly flushed face with a leisurely air; her puffed-up expression made her even more adorable.

He continued teasing her, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"What else could you possibly be thinking about?" Shen Jingni huffed, looking displeased. "It's probably those random poses or names again."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and her face turned even redder.

A very low laugh escaped Zhao Zonglan's throat.

Although he looked handsome and good-looking when he smiled, Shen Jingni was in no mood for it at the moment and was very annoyed.

Because she realized too late, she had been tricked by the capitalists.

She pounced on him, punched him a few times in the chest, and yelled at him, "You jerk!"

The words "you annoying person," coupled with the tickling-like force, seemed more like a childish pout to Zhao Zonglan.

He took her hand, pulled her into his arms, and said in a deep, gentle voice, "Such a temper, Shen Miaomiao, you can't even take a joke."

Shen Jingni wouldn't actually get angry or throw a tantrum at him.

But they'll seize the right moment to make a request, like, "Can you help me find someone?"

At that moment, Chang An's voice came from the outer room of the suite: "Sir, Mr. Nie invites you to have tea."

Businessmen have always been driven by profit.

Nie Yunhui was no exception.

Zhao Zonglan called him personally tonight, asking him to send someone to help, and he agreed without hesitation.

He knew that Shen Jingni held a very important place in Zhao Zonglan's heart, so he didn't dare to waste a single second.

Fortunately, the matter was resolved.

Knowing that Zhao Zonglan had come to Guangzhou overnight, Nie Yunhui naturally wanted to meet him.

After all, under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to meet this Mr. Zhao.

Shen Jingni nudged him and urged, "Go quickly, and please thank Mr. Nie for me."

Zhao Zonglan didn't take it seriously.

It's just Nie Yunhui; we can meet anytime.

He held her, sat on the bed, and said in a cold, emotionless voice, "Let him wait."

Chang An outside replied "Yes," then quietly left the suite, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Shen Jingni poked his chest with her index finger, her tone slightly dissatisfied, "Mr. Nie helped me a lot today. He not only sent people to me, but also found evidence of multiple crimes committed by those two. Why are you still making him wait?"

Zhao Zonglan pulled her into his arms, his fingertips stroking her chin, his tone casual, "We haven't even finished talking, why can't he wait?"

These words made Shen Jingni pause in surprise.

Mr. Zhao is really arrogant.

However, he really does have the right to be arrogant.

But not wanting to keep Nie Yunhui waiting any longer, Shen Jingni quickly steered the conversation back on track, "Then tell me quickly, what are your conditions for helping me?"

Seeing the little one's serious expression, Zhao Zonglan stopped teasing her.

His gaze was calm, but his tone was somewhat forceful: "If you don't want me to accompany you on long trips in the future, that's fine."

"But you have to report it, including the time, place, and who you met, down to the smallest detail."

"Or, I can send someone to follow you secretly and arrange everything for you in advance."

"You choose."

He almost got set up during his trip to Guangzhou; how could he feel at ease?

It's relatively safe domestically, but the situation is less certain abroad.

Shen Jingni was unhappy and snuggled against him, acting spoiled, "Brother, why are you like this~"

Doesn't this mean that if she goes on a business trip and wants to go to a bar to see a male model or something, she has to report it? She has no freedom at all.

She's not a child.

Zhao Zonglan's eyes were dark as he held her waist tightly, suppressing his physical arousal, and said in a deep voice, "Baby, in this matter, acting cute won't work."

"It's really a terrible thing to have to report to someone all the time or be followed by someone."

He pressed his hand against the back of her neck, his lips against her earlobe, his breath hot.

"Therefore, your best choice is me."

Shen Jingni's best choice is Zhao Zonglan, and it can only be Zhao Zonglan.