Chapter 19 Good boy, I'll teach you
Shen Jingni has a bad stomach; it's a problem she's had since childhood.
Although I was hungry, I drank some soup and ate a few bites of vegetables before stopping eating.
The doctor advised me to "eat small, frequent meals".
She stared at her phone listlessly, occasionally stealing a glance at Zhao Zonglan.
As expected of a privileged son from a distinguished family, his every move exudes refinement, his demeanor is dignified and composed, and he also gives people a comfortable and relaxed feeling.
This is why Shen Jingni didn't feel awkward when she had dinner with him for the first time.
However, Zhao Zonglan didn't seem to have much interest in the dishes on the table.
They are probably used to not easily revealing their preferences.
He only tasted a little listlessly, as if he were just completing a task.
Noticing her gaze, Zhao Zonglan looked up, and their eyes met abruptly.
Shen Jingni suddenly felt a little hot behind her ear.
She quickly lowered her head, took a slightly awkward sip of soup, and changed the subject: "You saw me dealing with those people today, right?"
"Um."
"Did I do a great job?"
Shen Jingni is still a young girl who has only recently graduated from school.
Her family did not support her starting her own business, and her elders never gave her any affirmation.
Therefore, she wanted to hear Zhao Zonglan's evaluation; it would be even better if a business tycoon like him could praise her.
Zhao Zonglan put down his chopsticks, leaned back lazily in his chair, and instead of rushing to comment, he said slowly, "The reason that group of people left on their own after just a few words from you is because your opponent today was too stupid and impatient."
"If it were someone else, the outcome might be different."
The smile on Shen Jingni's face gradually disappeared.
What? She just wanted to hear a compliment, but he actually started analyzing it.
That's very true.
Meng Qing, that inexperienced young lady, was definitely not in a position to handle the situation, and she took advantage of that.
But Shen Jingni was unconvinced: "Don't look down on people. No matter who it is, I'm sure I can find a way to solve it."
Zhao Zonglan raised an eyebrow slightly.
Although it's childish, this confidence is rare.
He took the cigarette Chang An offered, casually holding it between his fingers. "What are you going to do if those people don't leave?"
Shen Jingni frowned and thought for a moment, "Then we can only give them some money to send them away. The leader won't amount to anything."
This is the fastest solution.
"Snap!" Chang An flicked the lighter and lit a cigarette for Zhao Zonglan.
Is this all the backbone you have?
He scoffed softly, put the cigarette in his mouth, and slowly exhaled smoke rings, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, exuding both abstinence and sexiness.
Shen Jingni's ears burned even hotter.
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
She knew that these little tricks wouldn't work on him.
"Shen Jingni." He suddenly called her name, his voice low and slightly husky.
"There's no need to waste words and time dealing with this kind of scoundrel."
He seemed to be genuinely teaching her.
"If the other party uses violence, you must learn to fight violence with violence and use their strength against them."
"Using violence to combat violence?" Shen Jingni blinked in confusion. "That's easy to cross the line."
She's a law-abiding citizen who just wants to do business honestly.
We don't do anything illegal or disorderly.
Zhao Zonglan paused for a moment, clearly not expecting her to say that.
For the first time in his life, he patiently taught people: "People who owe money are mostly desperate and have no sense of reason, but they also have people they are afraid of, such as their creditors."
"But I don't know that Master Xie. Using his name... isn't a good idea."
Shen Jingni didn't even dare to think about it; that man was the living Yama of the capital, a figure who had connections in both the legal and illegal worlds.
It would be better to just give them some money to get rid of them.
Zhao Zonglan didn't pay much attention to today's farce, so he didn't have anyone investigate.
Is Xie Chengsui the creditor of the Meng family?
It seems Xie San has been very ambitious in the past two years, and I estimate he has quite a few people in Macau.
"It's really not good." He, Zhao Zonglan, wouldn't stoop to borrowing someone else's name.
Zhao Zonglan flicked off his cigarette ash and looked at her calmly: "So, if you encounter something like this in the future, you should learn to call me and ask for my help."
This is the only business principle he wants to teach her tonight.
In any industry, having connections and powerful backers is essential for smooth progress.
Shen Jingni was stunned.
She couldn't understand why Zhao Zonglan was so good to her.
Even her family didn't support her, but he was willing to be her support.
Could this man really be treating her as a substitute for some kind of unattainable ideal?
Who cares, I'll use it first and see what happens.
Shen Jingni's lips curled into a beautiful, radiant smile: "So you mean I can bully others just because I have power?"
Zhao Zonglan: "If you want, you can."
His gaze was fixed on her, his dark pupils unfathomable, like the boundless night. "But you must be good."
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It was late at night, and the rain showed no signs of stopping.
Zhao Zonglan did not intend for her to leave.
Because the journey home was too far and it was raining, Shen Jingni was too lazy to travel and naturally chose to stay overnight.
But Chang An did not arrange a guest room for her; instead, he led her to the master bedroom.
"The master is in a meeting. Miss Shen, you can rest first. Toiletries and clothes are in the room. Please make yourself at home."
There are many things that adults understand but don't say.
Zhao Zonglan is so handsome, and he seems to have a good physique too. Even if they did it, it would seem like she would be the one who benefits.
She has nothing to be dramatic about.
The master bedroom is decorated in a cool color scheme, with dark gray curtains completely blocking the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the furnishings are extremely simple.
Shen Jingni is not very comfortable with this style.
She took a shower, put on a bathrobe and fluffy slippers, and as soon as she came out, she felt something was wrong.
A very familiar feeling.
Shen Jingni hurriedly ran into the bathroom, and sure enough, her period had started.
I've been staying up too late lately, and my sleep schedule has become a bit irregular.
She was on the verge of tears, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
But more than anything, it's regret.
Now we can see it, but we can't eat it.
After the meeting, Zhao Zonglan returned to his bedroom, but did not see Shen Jingni.
He walked toward the bathroom, only to find the door to the adjacent toilet suddenly open, just a crack.
Shen Jingni looked pitiful with a long face. "Zhao Zonglan, I'm on my period. I might need you to prepare some things for me."
Zhao Zonglan simply looked at her without saying a word.
He seemed to be trying to see something in her eyes.
But it remains clear and pure.
Shen Jingni thought he didn't understand, so she explained it more bluntly: "It's just that it's my period and I need sanitary products."
"good."
Zhao Zonglan called Chang An.
Soon, a maid brought the things over.
When Shen Jingni came out of the bathroom, Zhao Zonglan was taking a shower.
She lay in bed playing on her phone for a while, then heard the sound of running water and suddenly found her phone boring.
What is not boring?
For example, broad shoulders, narrow waist, abs, long legs...
Hehehe, just thinking about it makes me so happy.
When Zhao Zonglan came out of the bathroom, he saw her grinning foolishly. He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you happy?"
Upon hearing the sound, Shen Jingni abruptly stopped laughing and turned her gaze to him.
He wore a black bathrobe, the belt tied casually, revealing his fair chest. Further down, the lines of his abdominal muscles gradually disappeared under the clothes. His hair was still wet, exuding a lazy yet wild charm.
Shen Jingni has always been all talk and no action; she's never actually tasted anything this good.
A wave of heat crept up to her ears. She looked away and answered honestly, "I'm not happy at all."
Seeing that she was in low spirits, Zhao Zonglan assumed it was due to the influence of hormones during her period, so he didn't ask any further questions.
The lights were turned off, plunging the room into darkness.
Shen Jingni felt a noticeable sinking on the other side of the bed, and the cool, woody incense gradually enveloped her.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she moved a little further away.
Zhao Zonglan suddenly put his arm around her waist.
It was tightly bound.
Her forehead pressed against his hard chest, and as he held her in his arms, she suddenly felt a little flustered.
The air around her was filled with his unique masculine scent, and her heart fluttered slightly, her breathing quickening.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Shen Jingni's eyes widened abruptly, and she tried to hide in fright.
"Don't hug me so tightly."
In the dimly lit room, her voice was soft and sweet.
Zhao Zonglan hugged her even tighter.
A strong hand pressed against her waist, and a deep, husky voice said, "Be good."
She's too spoiled.
He was afraid of hurting her.
The man's delicate kisses landed on her full lips, haphazardly and boldly intruding, lightly touching her soft tongue, and then abruptly withdrawing when she tasted the sweetness.
Shen Jingni felt uncomfortable, like a fish dying of thirst, wanting to struggle but unable to move.
"Zhao Zonglan, I'm not feeling well, you..."
She sobbed as she pushed him away, her red lips slightly parted, her pleading voice unusually alluring.
"Don't move."
Compared to her panic, he was clearly more composed, remaining calm and in control throughout.
Zhao Zonglan kissed the nape of her neck, and after a moment, he took her beautiful, soft hands in his, stroking them slowly and tenderly.
The implication is obvious.
"I...I can't."
Shen Jingni's cheeks burned, and she shook her head shyly, struggling even more fiercely.
He pressed his ear against her earlobe, his breath slightly unsteady, his panting seductive, "Good girl, I'll teach you."
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