Chapter 79 Zhao Zonglan, you've gone a bit too far.
As a brand judge and sponsor, Shen Jingni was inevitably caught on camera when she sat in the audience watching the competition.
Today she wore a beige casual suit jacket over a light pink shirt, paired with a peach-colored knit skirt. Her hair was slightly curled, and she wore light makeup.
Because Shen Jingni has fair skin, excellent bone structure, and beautiful eyes that make her stand out in a crowd, the photographer gave her many shots.
Even when the competition was almost over, the host asked her some questions.
Zhao Zonglan returned to Zijing Tanyuan to handle some official business, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening when he came out of the study.
He opened his phone; a message came in, but it wasn't from Shen Jingni.
Zhao Yueling forwarded him a video link: "My sister-in-law is really beautiful. Her speech is clear and logical, and her voice is so pleasant. I really envy you for finding such a great girlfriend."
Zhao Zonglan curled his lips into a smile.
His child is naturally outstanding.
Chang An brought over a cup of freshly brewed tea.
Zhao Zonglan leaned back lazily on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and then clicked on the link.
In the video, the competition host asked Shen Jingni, "Ms. Shen, after watching today's competition, is there anything you would like to say to these outstanding designers?"
Facing so many cameras, Shen Jingni showed absolutely no nervousness; at least, it was imperceptible to the naked eye.
Her voice was sweet and clear: "First of all, I would like to thank the organizing committee for creating such a vibrant platform. What I see is not only your entries, but also our younger generation's dedication to and pursuit of beauty."
"My team welcomes all energetic and dream-driven designers to join us. We respect everyone's design philosophy and will do our best to provide resources for everyone..."
Zhao Zonglan read it twice, and he looked at it very carefully.
Although there was nothing particularly special about her remarks, it was the first time he had seen her shine brightly in her own little world.
This video has received over a million likes, as well as numerous shares and comments.
Zhao Zonglan opened the comments section.
Netizens had mixed opinions, some praising it, while others were sarcastic.
Wow, she speaks so beautifully!
She's so beautiful, and her voice is so sweet and gentle. I called her "wife" as soon as I went up to her.
[Just by looking at her demeanor, you can tell she's a pampered heiress; she speaks with such confidence.]
[This is just a rich kid who took some money from his family to start a business. He's just doing it for fun. He's never even heard of any "love vows" or similar services. Anyone who goes there is a fool.]
Wife, wife...
Zhao Zonglan frowned unhappily.
Why are netizens so casual these days?
There were also some random and nonsensical comments.
It's annoying to look at.
Moreover, such a large amount of traffic may not necessarily be a good thing.
He coldly ordered Chang An: "Have all the videos removed from the internet."
Chang An paused for a moment, then hesitated before speaking, "Shouldn't we discuss this with Miss Chen beforehand?"
Zhao Zonglan gave him a cold look.
He lowered his head sheepishly and went outside to make a phone call.
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Shen Jingni returned to the hotel, and after removing her makeup and taking a shower, she received a call from Chu You.
"Boss, your interview video has been taken down. All the reposts and fan-made videos are gone. I don't know who did it. They deleted everything in just a few hours."
"What should we do? We've finally gotten a little bit of buzz."
I participated in this designer competition to increase my visibility, but I never expected...
"They must be from the same industry." This was the only possibility Shen Jingni could think of.
She was in a bad mood at the moment.
But then I thought about it again, since the entire competition was broadcast live and had a large viewership, it wasn't a complete waste of time.
It's a shame to waste such a great publicity opportunity.
She gritted her teeth in anger.
Don't let her know who did this, otherwise, she will definitely not let that person get away with it.
After hanging up with Chu You, Shen Jingni finally saw the message Zhao Zonglan had sent her: "When will this end?"
I was too busy in the afternoon to check my phone.
Just as she was about to reply, Zhao Zonglan called.
The man on the other end of the phone had a deep voice and a forceful tone: "Open the door."
Shen Jingni was stunned for a moment.
Has Zhao Zonglan come to Shanghai?
Without any hesitation, she slipped on her slippers and ran to open the door.
Zhao Zonglan was dressed in a black suit, his posture was upright and unrestrained, and his deep-set eyes had a somewhat cold look.
"How could you... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Zonglan kissed her lips, his strong hand restraining her fiercely.
With a bang, the door was slammed shut.
At night, the Huangpu River resembles a dark ribbon, with cruise ships leaving fleeting trails of light on its surface.
Shen Jingni was still wearing her nightgown.
Zhao Zonglan had taken off his suit jacket at some point, and the sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.
His hands have distinct joints, with thin calluses on the fingertips and long, slender fingers.
Shen Jingni burst into tears.
She pleaded with him in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Brother..."
Zhao Zonglan did not lessen his strength; instead, he became even more aggressive.
"Why didn't you reply to my messages?" His voice was low and husky. He leaned down and kissed her lips, using a combination of kindness and threat. "Baby, answer me."
"I...I didn't see it, sob sob sob..."
She was in so much pain that she curled her toes and could only call out to him in different ways: "Brother, *..."
"No whining allowed."
This was the first time Zhao Zonglan hadn't shown her affection because of that title, even though he was nearly driven mad.
His eyes were a little red, and his arm muscles were tense and the veins were bulging as he tried to avoid hurting her.
But seeing how pitiful she was, Zhao Zonglan soon couldn't bear it anymore.
He withdrew his hand and unbuckled his belt.
The modern buildings of Lujiazui across the river gleam in the night, showcasing the prosperity and vitality of this international metropolis at night.
Shen Jingni's face was pressed against the soft pillow.
Her long hair obscured her flushed cheeks as she sobbed.
I got hit again.
“You naughty little thing,” Zhao Zonglan said in a low, sexy voice behind her, “I really want to fuck you to death.”
...
Shen Jingni didn't wake up until 11 a.m. the next day.
After washing up, Zhao Zonglan carried her to lunch, and she barely survived.
She was heading back to Beijing that afternoon. After changing her clothes, she suddenly remembered something.
At that moment, Zhao Zonglan was standing by the window, smoking and waiting for her.
"Brother, can you do me a favor?"
Whenever Shen Jingni asked him for a favor, she would obediently call him "brother" in a sweet voice, which was meant to please him.
He usually doesn't refuse.
Zhao Zonglan put one hand into his suit trouser pocket. "What help do you need?"
Shen Jingni stepped forward, hugged his arm, and coaxed him, "I participated in a program yesterday, and the live video had a lot of views, but suddenly it was all deleted. Can you help me find out who did it?"
Zhao Zonglan felt there was no need to hide this from her.
He took a drag of his cigarette and said in a flat voice, "I had someone delete it."
The hint of docility on Shen Jingni's face vanished instantly.
The hands that were holding him suddenly loosened.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with shock and anger: "Why?"
"Zhao Zonglan, you've gone a bit too far."
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