Chapter 17 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
The air pressure in Shen's area has been very low recently.
From top management to employees, everyone is extremely cautious and careful, afraid of making even the slightest mistake.
The meeting ended, the conference room door opened, and Shen Jingsi walked out, exuding a chill.
The phone rang at that moment, but before he could even bring it to his ear, the sound came through a loudspeaker.
"Bro, guess what I smell right now?"
Shen Jingsi took the coat from his assistant and said, "I can smell your nerve."
The officer on the other end chuckled twice, "It's the taste of the motherland's beauties, it's simply refreshing, much more effective than any coffee or Americano."
As Shen Jingsi entered the elevator, he sneered, "Don't bring your Parisian stunts back to China. I think you're pretty perverted."
"Damn it, we have nothing in common. Enough with the nonsense, is the welcome dinner ready?"
"Nightfall 401, come on over here."
As soon as Shen Jingsi stepped out of the elevator, a message from his mother arrived, and his expression darkened after just one glance.
Mom: "Your Aunt Duan said that Xiaoxi hasn't been eating or drinking for the past few days and has been locking herself in her room crying every day. After you get off work, take a gift and go over to comfort her. Even if you can't be husband and wife, don't you care about all the years of affection you've shared?"
Bending down to get into the back of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Shen Jingsi frowned as he reached for Duan Xi'er's WeChat, only to have Si Wei's new message pop up first.
"Who did you call? I'll call you Duan Yu or Lao Tao, you don't mind, right? Damn it, we just bumped into each other at the airport."
Shen Jingsi thought for a moment, "Call Duan Xi'er, and I'll call Jin Chuan."
Is there any necessary connection between these two?
Commandant: "They...are having an affair?"
Shen Jingsi: "Did you leave your brain in Paris?"
Commandant: "Hehe~ Suwei Suwei~"
Feng Manman swore that at first she really just wanted to have a quiet and enjoyable drink with Lu Zhenyu in a private room.
On the way, he ran into three friends while going to the restroom. They took him to a private room to catch up, and then those three friends ran into three more friends, who were then taken in.
After a round trip, room 403 was half full.
Fortunately, Lu Zhenyu was dressed in a black tracksuit, and her baseball cap covered half of her face, leaving only her chin and lips exposed, making her inconspicuous as she sat in the corner.
As darkness enveloped everything, Feng Manman said the woman was her personal assistant, and no one questioned it.
The private room got stuffy when it was crowded, so she texted Feng Manman to say she was going out for some fresh air. She pulled her hat down low and left amidst laughter and chatter.
As the group walked towards the elevator at the end of the building with their arms crossed and heads down, they brushed past the man who was strolling back to room 401 with the newly crowned courtesan of the night.
Lu Zhenyu stepped into the elevator, but Si Wei, who was about to enter the private room, stopped and turned around with a "hey".
There was nothing there... He scratched his head. "Am I seeing a ghost?"
The beautiful courtesan looked at him, "What's wrong, Young Master Si?"
"It's nothing, I just had a bad moment and thought I ran into someone I knew."
He immediately dismissed the idea, saying, "But it's probably not possible; Little Pearl is probably still in Los Angeles."
Besides, if Lu Zhenyu really went back to China, would his brother be able to sit so calmly in the private room right now?
That's absolutely impossible.
Lu Zhenyu was gone for a long time and Feng Manman was a little worried. She left with the words, "You guys keep drinking, I'll go out and check."
She came out of the private room, pressed the elevator button, and waited a moment before the elevator arrived.
As she opened the door and was about to go in, she paused after seeing the two people inside.
"Brother, Siwei's welcoming banquet... Ah Si will be there..."
Duan Xi'er abruptly stopped speaking, and after seeing who was opposite her, her face instantly darkened.
Despite being known as a refined gentleman in the capital, Duan Yu wore a white tracksuit. When not working, he had comma-shaped bangs, and his gold-rimmed glasses concealed the momentary daze in his eyes.
Feng Manman snorted coldly, "Oh, I really didn't check the almanac before I went out, and I ran into you two."
Disgust flashed in her eyes for a moment, and Duan Xi'er tightened her grip on Duan Yu's arm, but she wasn't angry. "Manman, it's fine if you hate me, but can you please stop being so hostile towards my brother?"
To outsiders, the eldest daughter of the Duan family appears to be kind and understanding, but only Feng Manman has personally witnessed her cunning and hypocrisy.
Too lazy to act with her, and not wanting to look at the person whose eyes were fixed on her, Feng Manman crossed her arms and took two steps back.
"Can you stop standing around in the toilet without actually using it?"
Duan Yu walked out with his arm around Duan Xi'er's shoulder, and called out to Feng Manman as they passed each other.
"Spit it out if you have something to say." Feng Manman had no patience.
The sounds that I used to think would make me pregnant just by listening to them now only make me feel nauseous and vomit.
His hands, in particular, were long and slender, tightly wrapped around Duan Xi'er's shoulders.
The way he shielded her behind him made it seem as if Feng Manman was a wild dog, ready to pounce and attack his dear, gentle, and obedient sister who was not related to him by blood.
"I'm the one who let you down, so why do you keep speaking ill of Xiaoxi?"
The light reflected from the gold-rimmed mirror fell on Feng Manman's face, gentle yet chillingly cold.
"Ha." Feng Manman was so angry that she laughed, and raised her hand to block the elevator door from closing.
The most elegant and gentlemanly young master of the Duan family in the capital is exceptionally handsome and has an outstanding figure, making him the object of desire for countless women.
Why did she feel more and more nauseous the more she looked at it, and why did she want to go up and tear that face apart?
"You two siblings are really confident. How could you think that I dislike the other because of one of you?"
Feng Manman curled her red lips into a smile, "It's clearly equal disgust."
"Manman, why do you have to say such harsh words to hurt my brother's feelings? Do you think you haven't hurt him enough over the years?!"
In the blink of an eye, Duan Xi'er's eyes were already filled with tears, which made Duan Yu's heart ache, and he hugged her in his arms.
"Xiao Xi, it's all in the past, there's no need to talk about it."
Duan Xi'er looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes under the lamplight.
“Brother, I just feel sorry for you. Back then, she abandoned you without a second thought and then got together with another man. Did she ever think about how you’ve been these past few years?”
Well, they're putting on an act again.
With a sigh, not wanting to take up public resources, Feng Manman stepped forward, the elevator doors closing behind her.
"Fine, I'm a heartless scumbag, you stay here and slowly act like you're having a loving sibling relationship with your brother, I'll take the stairs, okay?"
Feng Manman was too lazy to play along with her, so she suppressed her inner turmoil and walked towards the circular staircase opposite.
"Feng Manman!"
Duan Xi'er, however, had no intention of letting it go. She shouted at that retreating figure with a righteous indignation.
"Why are you so filthy and narrow-minded? He's my brother, and I'm his sister. Can't he even comfort me when I'm sad? Why do you hate me so much, resent my brother, and ruin his reputation at every turn!"
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Feng Manman, who had just stepped down a step, turned around and looked at the two people standing in front of and behind her.
His lips twitched twice, and his eyebrows were raised into question marks.
It's as if she's saying, "Hey lady, are you crazy? I've been avoiding you like the plague, and you're still going out of your way to pick a fight, huh?"
I rushed over reflexively, then stopped after taking a couple of steps.
Thinking that Lu Zhenyu might come back at any time, I was worried that if a fight broke out, her friends might get involved again.
My steps faltered, sealing a long, unfinished poem—【忍】 (patience/endurance).
However, when the person returned, Duan Yu's instinctive action of stepping forward to protect Duan Xi'er behind him still hurt the girl's eyes.
Sensing the sudden bitterness in her heart, she scoffed.
Feng Manman, can't you be a little more shrewd?
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