Qin Chang touched his face, his thin lips pressed tightly together, a self-deprecating smile curving his lips, fleeting as it appeared.
His eyes were dark and unreadable, and a strange emotion was churning in his chest. Was it anger? Or something else? He himself couldn't say for sure.
He glanced indifferently at the others around him, "Everyone, disperse and go do what you were doing."
Following him was Ah Kun, a tall, muscular man with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, deep lines etched between his brows: "Brother Sheng, you go in alone..."
Qin Changsheng glanced at him sideways, his tone tinged with impatience, but his eyes were sharp as knives: "What, afraid I'll be eaten by a woman? Wait at the door."
Ah Kun dared not say anything more and could only retreat outside the door with his other underlings.
Just as Qin Changsheng was about to follow Ning Yuan inside, he heard someone calling Ning Yuan from behind.
"Xiao Ning!" A melodious female voice rang out anxiously.
Ning Yuan stopped and turned around, only to see Pei Shan leading Tony and Chu Hongyu hurriedly walking over from the other end of the corridor.
It turned out that as soon as Dafei and the others arrived, Ning Yuan had Peishan go downstairs to stop the guests who came to offer their congratulations, so as to prevent innocent people from being harmed.
When Chu Hongyu and Tony arrived with flower baskets and gifts, Da Fei and his gang had just been dealt with.
Peishan immediately and discreetly asked Chu Hongyu and Tony to go upstairs before the others.
Chu Hongyu had already heard Peishan's story in the elevator and was already very worried.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, she saw the bloodstains in the corridor. She rushed over immediately, grabbed Ning Yuan's hand anxiously, and carefully looked her over—"Xiao Ning, are you alright? Did those thugs hurt you?"
"What could possibly happen to me? It's nothing serious." Ning Yuan patted Chu Hongyu's hand and smiled.
She then turned to Peishan and asked, "Are the guests downstairs all arranged?"
Peishan calmly replied, "Don't worry, I've arranged for all the guests to rest in the downstairs coffee shop. The Longwu Lion Dance Troupe has also arrived and is waiting downstairs. After all, it's not auspicious time yet, and the guests understand."
Ning Yuan was very satisfied with Pei Shan's adaptability and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, you did a good job."
Fortunately, the business hadn't officially opened yet when these gangsters arrived, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome.
Tony, his face grim, looked Qin Changsheng up and down.
Even if the other person didn't have a scar on their face, he could tell at a glance that they were a gang member; their ruthlessness was impossible to hide.
“Seventh Miss, I need to make a phone call,” Tony said coldly.
His voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Young Master had already spoken to the 14K and Sun Yee On gang leaders in Mong Kok, and there are still some fools who dare to cause trouble!"
While the Hong Kong government's gangs don't deliberately curry favor with the wealthy, they also won't turn down money.
Ning Bingyu is the kind of person who can sit down and have tea with gang leaders.
The two sides had no official contact, but secretly they had a tacit cooperative relationship.
Qin Changsheng looked at Tony, who was half a head taller than him, and found that he was in no way inferior in terms of presence.
He said indifferently, "It's my fault for not disciplining them properly. I'll make sure they each have one ear, and Dafei, I'll give them an extra hand."
His tone was flippant, as if dismembering someone was nothing out of the ordinary, which made Chu Hongyu's delicate brows furrow.
As a mainland girl born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, she was really not used to the cruel way the Hong Kong government and triads operated.
"No need." Ning Yuan raised her hand to stop Tony, and gave Qin Changsheng a cold glance: "Today is the opening day of my company, not a bloodbath. I don't want to see so much blood!"
Tony then gave up, but still sneered, "Master Qin really cares about his subordinates."
According to the rules of the underworld, if these people dare to break the rules and cause trouble for Miss Seven, Da Fei should at least die.
Qin Changsheng remained noncommittal, only looking at Ning Yuan and coldly saying, "Seventh Miss is right. Today is an auspicious day, and it is not suitable to see blood."
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "However, if Hall Master Qin wants to curry favor next time, he'd better try a different approach. I don't like this kind of grand gesture."
After saying that, she turned to Chu Hongyu and Peishan and said, "You two go ahead and prepare to greet the guests with the others. I'll have a quick chat with Master Qin."
Uncle Chen, with his keen eye, called out to his men, "Let's quickly clean up the corridor! Don't frighten the guests!"
Several employees quickly and hurriedly cleaned up the blood on the floor and walls, and picked up the trash cans. Before long, the corridor returned to normal.
Ning Yuan turned to Chu Hongyu and Pei Shan and said, "You two go ahead and prepare to greet the guests with the others. I'll have a quick chat with Master Qin."
Tony tried to stop her, but Chu Hongyu grabbed him. Chu Hongyu leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Xiao Ning seems easy to talk to, but she's actually a stubborn mule. Once she's made up her mind, not even ten oxen could pull her back. Besides, look at the way she looks at me, does she seem like someone who's going to suffer a loss?"
Qin Changsheng ignored Tony's hostility, his slender fox-like eyes fixed on Ning Yuan's back, lost in thought.
After Ning Yuan entered the office, he slowly followed her in and closed the door behind him.
Tony thought about it and agreed. He could only watch helplessly as Ning Yuan went into her private office, and Qin Changsheng followed her in.
The office door clicked shut.
Ah Heng was still a little uneasy, and unconsciously took two steps forward, but Wei Heng grabbed his arm.
Wei Heng's expression was cold as he looked down at the woman who was half a head shorter than him: "Don't cause trouble, little sister knows what she's doing."
When Aheng saw Wei Heng's icy face, he felt inexplicably uneasy. He swallowed back the words he was about to say and could only reply in a low voice, "I know."
Wei Heng ignored her and turned to walk straight to the small warehouse next to him where champagne and drinks were piled up, and began to help move the supplies.
After hesitating for a moment, Aheng finally gritted his teeth and followed, closely trailing behind Wei Heng, trying to find something to do.
The warehouse was dimly lit. Wei Heng's tall figure moved between the shelves, and A Heng followed closely behind him, occasionally grabbing a couple of cases of liquor.
After carrying two boxes, Wei Heng finally stopped and asked coldly, "Do you think I'm old, weak, sick, or disabled? That I need a woman like you to help me with things?"
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Ah Heng finally couldn't hold back and called out to Wei Heng, "Wei Heng, I just..."
Wei Heng didn't turn around, his voice as cold as ice: "I don't want to talk to someone like you. Don't call me again."
Ah Heng was enraged by his sarcastic tone.
She was a first-generation female reconnaissance soldier, and her martial arts skills were superb. Even male soldiers had to admit defeat in front of her. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?
She took a few steps to Wei Heng, blocking his path, and her tone became firm: "What do you mean by calling me that kind of person? Explain yourself!"
Wei Heng then turned around and looked Ah Heng up and down with an almost disdainful gaze—
"Am I wrong to say that someone who starts a relationship and then abandons it, who conceals and deceives, has poor character, and is corrupted by capitalist ideology?"
He was an extremely conservative person when it came to relationships between men and women.
Otherwise, even though he was only eleven years old when he was taken in by Ning Zhuliu and his wife, and he liked Ning Yuan for so many years, he always stayed true to his principles.
Ah Heng froze at his words. She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found herself speechless.
Wei Heng was right. She did hide it from him, and she really... never thought about taking responsibility for him.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Wei Heng turned to leave again.
Ah Heng gritted his teeth and stopped him again, almost squeezing out a sentence through gritted teeth: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. What do you want in return for my forgiveness?"
Wei Heng's tone remained indifferent: "No need."
"It's a must!" Ah Heng stubbornly repeated, his neck stiff.
Wei Heng grew impatient, and his tone became harsher: "According to the situation in the mainland, we should get married and take responsibility for each other's lives."
"Marriage?!" Ah Heng froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.
Marriage? She had never thought about that.
Looking at the momentary freeze on her face, Wei Heng's tone grew even colder: "Look, you despise me so much, what's there to talk about between us?"
Aheng panicked for a moment and instinctively followed, keeping pace with Wei Heng, gritting his teeth as he spoke—
"I didn't look down on you! Don't talk nonsense! Also, please don't speak ill of me in front of Ning Yuan!"
Without turning his head, Wei Heng said, "I'm not as bad as you. I don't talk badly about people behind their backs."
Aheng was speechless with anger and embarrassment at his words. She grabbed Wei Heng's arm, wanting to pull him back and have a proper argument with him.
As a result, she pulled too hard, and Wei Heng was caught off guard. She pulled him so hard that he stumbled, and the two of them fell into a pile of boxes.
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