Chapter 6 Zhao Zonglan, it hurts so much!
For Zhao Zonglan, there were almost no people who dared to offend him.
Or, there may have been offensive remarks in the past, but those remarks no longer exist.
She was quite bold; she ran away after provoking him, and only came to apologize today.
The girl is quite young; she should be punished to teach her a lesson.
Shen Jingni was well protected by her family and was not good at understanding people's hearts.
But she could sense the man's displeasure and the danger he posed.
She secretly glanced at Zhao Zonglan's Adam's apple.
How could I possibly forget?
That was the first time she had ever kissed a man on her own initiative.
Faced with beauty, she simply made a mistake that all women make.
"Mr. Zhao, I'm not..."
It cannot be said that it was unintentional.
She did it on purpose; she really couldn't resist.
Shen Jingni gave an awkward laugh, clasped her hands together in front of her, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were watery. "Please don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"
She has a little experience in soothing and pleasing people.
At home, her brother Shen Qingyan would often get so angry with her that he would lose his temper, but after she coaxed him, he would be completely calm.
Zhao Zonglan leaned lazily against the table, his long legs casually bent. He raised an eyebrow and picked up the lighter on the table to light a cigarette, but then he saw her suddenly lean over and raise her chin with great determination.
"Why don't you bite it back?"
Her voice was soft and delicate, but her tone was very firm.
Without the slightest fear, it seemed certain that he wouldn't bite.
He tried to outsmart him.
Zhao Zonglan looked at her with a calm and composed expression.
My gaze fell on that beautiful swan neck, the skin as white and tender as jade porcelain, and I could vaguely see the beating pulse.
His eyes darkened, and a strange heat surged through his body.
Suddenly, he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her closer.
Shen Jingni was forced to lean against him, her hands resting on the man's powerful chest.
Before she could dodge, she saw him lower his head to the side of her neck.
His voice was low and magnetic, brimming with an undisguised lust that was extremely dangerous. "You asked for this yourself."
Warm, moist lips enveloped the soft flesh near the pulse point.
It wasn't a gentle lick, but rather...
Shen Jingni whimpered in pain, and tears welled up in her eyes.
It felt as if his sharp teeth were about to pierce her skin, and the pain spread to every part of her body. His scorching breath seemed to melt her.
She clutched his shirt tightly, her lips trembling with pain.
"Zhao Zonglan, it hurts so much!"
This was the first time she had called him by his name.
Her soft, sweet voice, almost pleading, and her delicate appearance made it seem like she was being coquettish.
Zhao Zonglan stepped back slightly and looked up at her.
The little girl was already in tears, looking incredibly pitiful.
A deep red tooth mark appeared on her snow-white neck, so alluring it looked as if it were about to ooze blood.
Shen Jingni touched the spot where she had been bitten and gasped in pain.
That was a miscalculation.
She had thought he wouldn't actually do it.
How could someone of his stature actually bite her?
Just as rumored, he was an unpredictable tyrant.
"Since you've already retaliated, then we're even, right?"
Even at this point, she still didn't forget to bargain with him.
Those eyes were clear and bright, still misty with lingering tears, staring at him intently.
Zhao Zonglan tilted his head and lit a cigarette, a cold smile curling his thin lips. "Even?"
"Is this how the Shen family teaches you to apologize?"
Upon hearing him mention the Shen family, alarm bells immediately went off in Shen Jingni's mind!
Is he really planning to go after the Shen family?
Those hundreds of Shen family members wouldn't be enough for him to handle.
Calm down, calm down.
Shen Jingni hung her head, her hands helplessly placed in front of her, feigning a pitiful and helpless look, "Then what do you want?"
Her neck still hurts.
I didn't make him responsible.
The dignified head of the Zhao family is so stingy.
Making things difficult for a young girl like her.
Zhao Zonglan watched her perform with a calm expression.
He smoked, his chin slightly raised, exhaling wisps of smoke, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "Since it's an apology, Miss Shen should show some sincerity."
Sincerity?
Shen Jingni was a little confused.
I don't know what this sincerity specifically refers to.
Just then, Chang An came in to report: "Sir, Young Master Rong has sent someone to deliver the apology gifts."
Zhao Zonglan was not interested in these material possessions.
If someone offers it to me, I will accept it.
Have someone estimate the value so it's easier to give a return gift later.
This is something Chang An has been doing all along, but he rarely gets involved.
Seeing Shen Jingni's blank expression, still troubled by the so-called sincerity.
Zhao Zonglan, unusually intrigued, asked casually, "What did you send?"
Even Chang An was taken aback.
The gentleman never used to ask about these things, so why is he doing this today...?
As a competent and responsible assistant, Chang An took out the gift list she had just received and read it aloud: "A flawless, iridescent blue diamond necklace, a Ming Dynasty Hetian white jade hairpin with carvings, a Qianlong imperial gilded revolving vase, the Lambert House in Paris... and some rare wines that cannot be bought on the market."
As Shen Jingni listened to Chang An read these words, her eyes widened involuntarily.
You must be joking.
Any one of these items alone is worth over ten million.
And they even gave away so much.
As expected, a top capitalist like Zhao Zonglan is from a completely different world from her.
She's still struggling to earn a few million, while others receive hundreds of millions in gifts.
Wait, what he meant by sincerity just now?
Good heavens, where would she get so much money?
Shen Jingni boldly chose to bow down for a meager living.
“Mr. Zhao, I believe that sincerity cannot be measured in money.”
The main problem is that she doesn't have it.
Zhao Zonglan looked up at her indifferently, waiting for her to continue.
"Personally, I believe that sincerity is about showing one's attitude, and attitude, in turn, depends on whether it is genuine..."
Her moist lips moved as she rambled on, but not a single word made sense.
Zhao Zonglan's patience was gradually running out.
Fortunately, she finally finished speaking.
A bright smile lit up her flawless face as she looked at him ingratiatingly, "Give me some time, and I will show you my sincerity."
"What if you can't see it?" Zhao Zonglan asked in a cold tone.
"Then... do as you please."
In truth, Shen Jingni wasn't sure either.
Let's just leave it at that for now; making empty promises is better than making no promises at all.
Zhao Zonglan is too dangerous; she has no choice but to appease him for now.
"Chang'an, see Miss Chen out."
Zhao Zonglan gave the order in a deep voice, seemingly accepting her suggestion.
He was already bored, so he didn't mind playing with her for a bit.
As for the result.
He's the one who calls the shots.
Shen Jingni followed Chang An out, but before she had gone a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly turned back.
"Mr. Zhao."
She leaned against the doorframe, only peeking out at him with a bright smile, her eyes darting around a few times, and she seemed a little shy about speaking.
"Um, can I take some plum blossom pastries home with me?"
Like a child begging for candy.
Awkward yet adorable.
Zhao Zonglan nodded.
Her smile widened, like the warm sun after a snowfall, pure and innocent.
Having gotten what she wanted, Shen Jingni's words naturally became sweet: "I knew you were a good person."
Zhao Zonglan took a drag of his cigarette and chuckled coldly.
He's no good person at all.
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