Chapter 153 Do I look like someone who's that brainless?
The entire building is under the name of the Shen family, and includes hotels, restaurants, and accommodations.
Today, the banquet hall on this floor is reserved for internal use by the group.
Those who are here at this time should all be our own people.
The person opposite me didn't seem like an ordinary employee, but he wasn't among the important leaders that my older brother had just introduced.
The outfit was haute couture, but the top two buttons of the shirt underneath were undone.
Unlike his older brothers who used cufflinks, he simply rolled up his cuffs.
He is a very easygoing person.
The exposed skin, the tattoos on the back of the hands and the back of the neck looked horrifying; it was estimated that the entire back and arms were covered in them.
If I saw someone dressed like that on the street, I would immediately turn around and leave without saying a word.
But she felt a strange sense of familiarity and warmth towards the man in front of her, who looked menacing and had a fierce look in his eyes.
Consequently, she overlooked her initial fear.
Although she was quite certain that she had never seen this person before.
As Yan silently sized up Song Jingyi, he was also looking at her.
She looks even better than in the photos, and even in high heels, she doesn't seem that short.
Her eyes were bright, with large, black pupils that were watery and seemed to speak volumes.
Unlike him, unlike her, but quite like her...
"They're still a bit wary, knowing to stand at the door," Song Jingyi said first.
Without uttering a word, she voiced her doubts, "Are you an employee of the group or someone's family member? I don't think throwing a drink at someone is very polite."
"Family members..." Song Jingyi murmured softly, paused, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "So you could say that?"
He looked like a gangster and behaved in an ungentlemanly manner. Even if she felt a little bit of kinship with him, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.
She remained silent, intending to bypass him and leave.
But the other person was more agile; with a quick step, he blocked her path.
He was tall and muscular, even bigger than bodyguard Abin, and completely obscured Yan Buyu's face.
"I won't hold it against you for spilling my drink, but what do you think you're doing at my party?" With just one shout, everyone over there would come over.
She didn't think this person was that brainless.
"Do I look like someone who's that brainless?" Song Jingyi looked down at her with amusement. "Don't you want to know why I poured you your drink? Don't you want to know why that waiter brought you here?"
I want to know without saying a word.
Looking back now, it all seems like such a coincidence.
When a series of coincidences come together, it becomes deliberate.
Song Jingyi turned his head and pointed to the screen next to him, "Hide behind that, you'll find out in a moment."
"And what about you?" Yan Buyu asked.
Song Jingyi chuckled lightly, "I'll just stand here openly and honestly, anyway, that person's target isn't me."
She remained silent and motionless; at that moment, she saw no one as a good person.
"Ah, I forgot," Song Jingyi pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. "Your phone was stolen, right? Here, if something feels off, call your brother."
I don't know what brand his phone is; Yan Buyu has never seen it before.
She didn't reach out. There are so many scams advertised online these days. What if she took it and then the person tried to extort her?
Song Jingyi, unaware of the child's complex thoughts, simply entered the password, unlocked the device, and shoved it into her hand. "Don't you want to watch the show anymore?"
He lowered his head without saying a word, paused for a second, and saw a black phone with Italian text displayed on the screen?
"Um," Yan Buyu asked, holding up his phone somewhat awkwardly, "how do I dial a number?"
"What language do you usually speak? Chinese, English, or French?" Song Jingyi walked over, holding his phone to switch languages.
“Chinese,” Yan Buyu added, “Simplified Chinese.”
"Go ahead, they're here." Seeing his subordinate's greeting, Song Jingyi handed the phone to Yan Buyu again.
Yan Buyu observed the terrain; the screen could block the entrance to the lounge, but the banquet hall next door could still be seen.
She didn't memorize Shen Yanzhou's phone number, only Shen Yunqi's.
I dialed the number immediately. It rang twice, and then the person on the other end gave a curt "hello" without any emotion.
"elder brother."
"Silent?" Shen Yunqi's voice was surprised. "Why is your phone showing an unknown caller ID?"
"Ah, I used someone else's phone. Brother, you and Big Brother take two bodyguards and come over to the screen next to the lounge."
Shen Yunqi: ...
It's like a rendezvous between spies.
For a dignified General Manager Shen and Manager Shen to go to such a secluded place.
However, the younger sister spoke up, and it was clear she was in a hurry, so she rushed to find her older brother.
After hanging up the phone without saying a word, Yan felt much more at ease. His older brother and his younger brother would be here in less than two minutes.
She glanced at her phone again.
The person outside really likes black. Not only is he dressed entirely in black, but his phone is also black, and even his screensaver is a completely black wallpaper.
"Little girl, listen up," the man reminded her from behind the screen.
He turned to the side without saying a word, his ear pressed tightly against the screen.
The voices were those of two men, speaking Cantonese.
If they don't speak, you can only get a general idea.
One of them, drunk, spoke in a very frivolous tone, "I haven't played with someone this innocent in ages, I wonder if she's a virgin."
The other was his underling. "Brother Xiaoyang, this is Shen family territory. Let's not cause trouble."
Wu Xiaoyang scoffed, "My uncle is the Commissioner of Police of Hong Kong. I can play with any woman I want. I don't believe the Shen family would turn against my uncle for a mere adopted daughter."
Brother: "Yes, yes, Brother Xiaoyang is impressive, but at least go somewhere else. If the sound is a little louder here, it will carry over there."
"She's taken the drug and won't wake up for three hours. I just need to keep the noise down when I'm having fun."
My younger brother is still trying to persuade me.
"I'm going to play with her here, that's what makes it exciting. If those two guys surnamed Chen see us, we can just invite them to join us. We can say she's an adopted daughter, but who knows if she's just a plaything for those two brothers."
What follows is utterly rubbish.
Yan Buyu's expression was quite unpleasant.
She recognized the voice. There were only two people speaking Cantonese at the entire banquet: one was Chan Ka-fai, and the other was his friend, the one who looked really annoying.
My hands, gripping the phone, had turned white.
Such a person and such words are not only an insult but also a provocation.
Even more pale than her was Song Jingyi.
"Silent? Why are you hiding here?" Shen Yanzhou rushed over and looked her up and down. "Why do you look so pale?"
Shen Yunqi followed closely behind, "Where's your phone? Why are you using someone else's phone? What's wrong with you? Your face is so pale."
Yan Buyu felt a tightness in her chest and felt wronged when she saw her two older brothers.
But she didn't cry.
Taking a deep breath and trying to keep her voice steady, she said, "The man Chen Jiahui brought tried to drug me."
Shen Yanzhou's eyes sharpened as he recalled Chen Jiahui's earlier words. "Where is he?"
Shen Yunqi swore and took off his coat, draping it over his sister. "I knew something was off today."
Without saying a word, he pointed outside the screen.
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