Chapter 69 Coming for Him
After finishing her work arrangements these past two days, Shen Jingni inquired with Song Yanting about Zhao Zonglan's address in San Francisco.
She packed a few things, dragged her small suitcase, and headed to the airport.
But unexpectedly, he met Qin Muhuan.
Qin Muhuan came to the airport to see her mother off, as they were going to visit relatives in Nancheng.
Upon seeing Shen Jingni, she snorted coldly, "You're really something, Shen Miaomiao. You dare to flirt with a big shot like Mr. Zhao. I really underestimated you."
She learned about Shen Jingni and Zhao Zonglan's affair from Lao Qin.
Qin Muhuan was shocked at the time.
She thought the two had a grudge against each other because of what happened at Wangjinglou.
Unexpectedly...
Sure enough, Shen Jingni would do anything to beat her, and she even found such a powerful boyfriend.
But that didn't stop her from arrogantly accusing: "No wonder you got that naming rights so easily. Humph, that's cheating. You won it dishonestly."
Shen Jingni guessed what she was imagining again and let out a long sigh.
"Qin Cancan, can you be a little more mature? I'm dating Zhao Zonglan openly and honestly, what's the rush?"
"Am I...am I in a hurry?"
Qin Muhuan didn't want to admit it.
She and Shen Jingni have been rivals since childhood, and she doesn't want to lose in any aspect, including her boyfriend.
But this Shen Miaomiao, relying on her good looks, actually found a top tycoon who was both handsome and rich.
Waaaaah... Heavens above, where can she find another Zhao Zonglan to replace him?
Qin Muhuan felt she was going to lose, so she panicked.
Shen Jingni was afraid of being late for boarding, so she didn't want to chat with her anymore. "You should go back now, I have to go in."
Qin Muhuan looked her over warily. "Where are you going? You're not going to go study behind my back, are you?"
In their industry, the main competitive advantage lies in design and materials. It's common for them to fly around to different places to watch shows and learn about other people's innovations during their free time.
Shen Jingni rolled her eyes silently, too lazy to pay attention to her: "Divine Gold".
"Well, Shen Jingni, you ungrateful wretch who turns his back on you."
“You weren’t this impatient when you asked me for that piece of gold last week.”
It's like kids who've had a fight and want their snacks back.
Qin Muhuan stretched out her hand, her face arrogant and said, "Give me back the gold."
Shen Jingni dragged her suitcase away, her voice sweet and soft, but her tone domineering: "I won't return it."
Qin Muhuan: "...Hmph, you despicable person."
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When Xiang Xu'an learned that Zhao Zonglan had come to the United States for the big pie of California, he also wanted a piece of the pie.
That evening, he invited Zhao Zonglan, Rong Heng, and several other executives to dinner.
Xiang Xu'an was greedy for food, sex, wealth, and power. He was ruthless and cunning, and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
Zhao Zonglan looked down on people like him.
I won't easily get involved with him unless it's a necessary collaboration.
So tonight, he didn't even drink the wine offered to Xu Anjing. He was listless the whole time, and only drank a couple of sips of tea before going back.
Chang An knew that her husband hadn't slept well last night and had attended a meeting at the branch office for several hours today, so he hadn't eaten much for dinner. Therefore, she made him a bowl of calming soup.
The soup contains blood-nourishing and calming fish maw, as well as precious Chinese medicinal herbs such as wild purple ganoderma.
This is something Chang An learned from his father, Chang Qingbai.
Chang Qingbai was an orphan who had served the Zhao family patriarch for a long time.
After the old man passed away, the old lady sent him to New York to take care of Zhao Zonglan for ten years.
Now that Zhao Zonglan has Chang An by his side, Chang Qingbai is happy to be at ease and has not returned to China, but is still staying in New York.
To be honest, the calming soup doesn't taste very good.
But for Zhao Zonglan in the past, it was effective.
After drinking it, my mind quickly calmed down.
However, this only applies to the past.
The nights in San Francisco are different from those in New York.
The lights of Fisherman's Wharf, the night view of the bay... the nightlife here is more gentle and low-key than that bustling "city that never sleeps".
Even with his gentle nature, Zhao Zonglan couldn't calm down.
He stood by the window smoking, feeling somewhat annoyed.
I never felt that this country was one I didn't want to stay in for even a moment longer.
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Shen Jingni huffed and puffed as she dragged her suitcase to the front of the magnificent villa.
She had been on a plane for more than ten hours and then in a car for two hours. She was exhausted and her legs were weak.
Too tired to walk any further, she simply sat on her suitcase. With a quick thought, she dialed Zhao Zonglan's number.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.
She complained to him in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Waaah... Zhao Zonglan."
"Tang Shu and Song Qiyu, they are so mean, they bully me when we play mahjong."
"I don't care, you have to avenge me."
...
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Zonglan listened patiently as she finished her rambling complaint, and then simply said in a deep voice, "Okay."
Hearing his agreement, Shen Jingni's slight grievance completely vanished.
She suppressed the upturned corners of her mouth and asked him in a coquettish voice, "Brother, guess where I am right now?"
Zhao Zonglan heard what sounded like a faint breeze blowing on the other end of the phone.
It's like a gentle, lingering sea breeze.
His grip on the phone tightened suddenly.
For someone as intelligent and perceptive as Zhao Zonglan, this statement was both a question and an answer.
But for the first time in his life, he questioned his own judgment.
Will it?
Shen Jingni didn't get a reply from him for a long time. She pouted and urged him, "Hurry up and guess. If you guess wrong, this fairy will be angry."
"Vast and boundless".
Zhao Zonglan's voice was low on the other end of the phone, but his tone was forceful: "Stay there and don't wander off."
Shen Jingni subconsciously and obediently replied with an "Oh".
It was pitch black, and she didn't dare to run away.
In less than a minute, all the lights inside and outside the villa were on.
Shen Jingni didn't want to sit blankly at the door, so she dragged her suitcase and hid behind the fence.
The villa gate was opened.
Zhao Zonglan strode out, his eyes deep and unreadable.
Suddenly, a small face, slightly red from the cold, eagerly peeked out from behind the fence.
She wore a white woolen hat, a light purple coat, and a matching fox fur collar with a small pom-pom at the bottom. A few strands of her hair were brushed against her fair cheeks by the wind. Her eyes, sweet and crescent-shaped, looked at him.
Those clear, peach-blossom eyes were filled with a sly joy.
Shen Jingni tilted her head, reached out to greet him, and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Good evening, Mr. Zhao."
On the fence of that courtyard, the extremely hardy winter roses were in full bloom.
Zhao Zonglan smiled with a mixture of indulgence and helplessness.
This country is actually very far away.
It was so far that it took him ten years to travel there.
At this moment, Zhao Zonglan even had a vain hope that the girl in front of him had traveled thousands of miles to be with him.
Just like migratory birds flying south and all rivers flowing into the sea, no one can easily change that.
For him.
Only for him.
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