Chapter 50 Someone actually dared to hit Zhao Zonglan
Shen Jingni isn't exactly shy, but she felt very embarrassed to be seen in such an intimate situation by someone she knew.
When she says she's angry, she really is angry.
So much so that from the moment she got on the bus until the time she went to eat, she didn't let Zhao Zonglan touch her.
Song Yanting is a meticulous person who loves life.
Now that we've arrived in the southern part of the city, we should enjoy some local delicacies and wines; we can't just settle for a quick meal.
These young masters from aristocratic families have always been picky.
Food doesn't have to be expensive, but it must be exquisite and delicious. While satisfying our hunger, we should also pursue the pleasure of our taste buds.
As the ancient capital of six dynasties, Nancheng is a place where history and modernity intertwine, and the local cuisine is mainly Huaiyang cuisine.
Ziyun Mountain Garden is a restaurant that specializes in Huaiyang cuisine and emphasizes privacy. The private rooms even have terraces with garden views, although the gardens aren't particularly beautiful this season. But if it snows, it might offer a view of "watching the green bamboo turn into jade branches."
Song Yanting had the area cleared out beforehand.
Half an hour after he and Song Qiyu arrived, Zhao Zonglan and Shen Jingni finally arrived late.
But it seems there's something off between the two of them.
After greeting the two members of the Song family, Shen Jingni sat down with a blank expression.
Her seat was naturally arranged next to Zhao Zonglan.
But she didn't want to sit next to him later.
In a fit of pique, she laboriously moved the solid wood chair she was sitting on to the other side.
The waiter behind him came over to ask if he needed any help, but was frightened back by Zhao Zonglan's piercing gaze.
"snort."
Shen Jingni opened her beautiful eyes wide and glared at him.
Only then did he pick up the pear and osmanthus tea on the table and take a small sip.
Zhao Zonglan remained indifferent, not even glancing at her. He simply lowered his eyes and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, exuding an air of dignified composure.
They simply ignored her little tantrums.
Shen Jingni was even angrier.
It felt like punching cotton, as if you were just struggling against thin air.
Song Yanting has a very keen sense of observation.
It's clear that the two of them have had another argument.
That's good; Zhao Zonglan should also experience the bitterness of love.
None of them will have a smooth journey.
The manager led the waiters to present the dishes one by one: Green Willow Spring Tea Pigeon, Qianlong Nine Shreds, Braised Sea Cucumber with Shrimp Roe and Scallions...
The soup was fish maw and yellow croaker soup, which is nourishing and beautifying, and was specially ordered for Shen Jingni.
Whether it was because getting angry with Zhao Zonglan was too energy-consuming, or because the food was so delicious, Shen Jingni had a great appetite tonight and ate quite a lot.
Song Qiyu seems to know something.
But when he saw Fifth Brother's cold and stern face, he dared not say anything.
"Miss Shen, do you like these dishes?" Song Yanting asked her gently.
“Yes,” Shen Jingni nodded repeatedly, her eyes crinkling with a smile, “They’re all delicious. Mr. Song has excellent taste.”
Song Yanting glanced at Zhao Zonglan and said with a faint smile, "Miss Chen is too kind. If you like it, you can come more often in the future. The scenery is also quite nice in the snow."
Zhao Zonglan's eyes darkened for a moment.
He picked up his glass, took a small sip, and said in a flat voice, revealing little emotion: "You still have the mood to watch the snow after breaking up, that's quite tasteful."
Song Yanting: "..."
Why are you taking your anger out on him?
Upon hearing the word "breakup," Shen Jingni asked Song Yanting with some surprise, "You broke up with Sister Wen? Why? Sister Wen is such a good person."
As expected, no man is ever truly faithful.
Song Yanting explained, "No, we just had a fight, and we're still in a cold war."
cold war?
Hearing those two words made Shen Jingni furious.
She frowned unhappily.
A good man would never give his girlfriend the silent treatment.
Sure enough, Song Yanting was no good either.
For some reason, Song Yanting suddenly felt that Shen Jingni's gaze towards him seemed to carry a hint of disdain and resentment, even though she had been all smiles just moments before.
This is exactly what Zhao Zonglan wanted to see.
He put down his wine glass, leaned back lazily in his chair, and glanced at Shen Jingni, asking, "Have you finished eating?"
"Um."
Throughout the meal, Song Qiyu remained very low-key and silent, speaking very little and trying his best to minimize his presence.
The winds were howling, the clouds were billowing, and swords were flashing—it was terrifying.
Seeing that Zhao Zonglan was about to leave, he felt guilty and wanted to make amends, so he said solicitously, "Fifth Brother, I'll have someone arrange a hotel for you and your sister-in-law."
Zhao Zonglan draped the coat handed to him by the waiter over Shen Jingni, pulled it tight, and then opened his eyes to look at him. "No need, it's not comfortable here, you arranged it."
Song Qiyu: ?
He felt that Fifth Brother's words were very sharp today, and he had made one mistake after another.
I guess all unsatisfied older men are like this.
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Zhao Zonglan has a residence in Nancheng, but it's quite far from his private helipad. He needs to go back early tomorrow morning. He himself doesn't mind, but he's worried that Shen Jingni, being a pampered girl, won't be able to get up, so he chose to stay at a hotel.
However, when he travels, security and privacy are the most important considerations when it comes to accommodation.
To avoid disturbing Mr. Zhao's rest, the hotel kept the entire floor of the presidential suite empty and added security at the entrance.
Shen Jingni was still angry with him.
After arriving at the hotel, she started thinking about sleeping in a separate room from Zhao Zonglan.
At that moment, Zhao Zonglan received a phone call.
After much thought, she suddenly came up with a good idea.
Since she couldn't leave the hotel, she decided to book another room herself and lock the door at night so no one could get in.
It's not like we don't have money.
Shen Jingni then took the elevator directly to the lobby.
The gentle and pretty hotel receptionist smiled and asked her what services she needed.
"Hello, please give me a room, something quiet will do."
Shen Jingni took out her ID card from her bag and handed it over.
The receptionist's smile froze; she didn't dare to take the money at all.
If she remembered correctly, this young lady should have come with Mr. Zhao.
"Excuse me, I may need to consult with our manager about this. Please wait a moment."
The receptionist was just a working woman; she wouldn't dare make a decision on her own.
She nervously reached for the phone, but suddenly stopped, looked towards the elevator, and respectfully called out, "Mr. Zhao."
Shen Jingni glanced to the side and saw Zhao Zonglan striding towards her.
She was already furious, and then he caught her so quickly. Embarrassed and annoyed, she turned and ran without hesitation.
Zhao Zonglan's eyes darkened. Being tall and long-legged, he caught up with her in a few steps, forcefully grasped her slender wrist, and imprisoned her in his arms.
"Zhao Zonglan, let me go!" Shen Jingni's temper flared up, and she became restless in his arms, punching and kicking him while cursing, "You old bastard."
Two footprints were left on his neat trousers by her kick.
Zhao Zonglan, his face grim, pulled the person into his arms and said coldly, "Shen Jingni, you've grown quite capable."
They're lawless; they even dared to kick him.
When a local official in charge of public security learned that Mr. Zhao had come to Nancheng, he brought two of his capable subordinates with him.
He was thinking of coming to see if there were any security issues that needed to be improved, or if there was anything he could do for Mr. Zhao, but unexpectedly, he witnessed this scene.
The world is starting to become fantastical.
Someone actually dared to hit Zhao Zonglan?!
She's still a young girl.
His subordinates asked him, "Chief, is this... something we should handle?"
"You dare to interfere? Then go ahead."
No one dares to interfere in Mr. Zhao's family affairs.
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