CH 19

Future wife?*

*What Shen Qingzhi said 未来可期 (wei lai ke qi)= future holds great potential.

What Gu Jinrong heard/believed she heard/wanted to hear 未来可妻 (we lai ke qi)= future wife. Different last character sounds the same

Gu Jinrong's gaze fell upon Shen Qingzhi, her smile carrying an ambiguous meaning.

Except for the parties involved, most of them tacitly agreed that the smile concealed an underlying turbulence and a hidden knife. It was akin to sitting in the VIP auditorium, quietly watching a good show.

Gu Jinrong was feeling quite good at the moment. It was the first time that her family, Qingqing, openly praised her in a public setting without any hesitation, although the praise sounded a bit peculiar.

When she's in a good mood, she has some special hobbies, such as... feeding small rabbits.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone at the table, Gu Jinrong covertly placed a piece of milk pudding into Shen Qingzhi's bowl, her smile warm and gentle.

"I didn't expect to have such a good image in Qingzhi's eyes. I'm very happy."

At this moment, she was genuinely happy from the bottom of her heart, but not a single person believed it. Around the table, each of the ten-plus individuals carried their own thoughts.

[I couldn't tell before, but it turns out Senior Gu is a smiling tiger. It seems that Shen Qingzhi has really offended someone this time.]

[Is this the real master? Killing people without bloodshed]

[Sitting next to them feels like my neck is so cold, Shen Qingzhi is finished this time]

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Shen Qingzhi, who is in the center of the vortex, was completely unaware of what was inappropriate about her previous statement.

At this moment, she was still immersed in her displeasure towards Gu Jinrong, who showed a friendly demeanor towards Jiang Ke'er and everyone else, and she held a strong dislike for her in her heart.

So she glanced at the newly added milk pudding in the dish, even if it was her favorite flavor, she had no intention of touching it at all. She only focused on eating the cold dishes in front of her.

To others, this behavior was seen as a clear demonstration, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts at her fearless beauty.

Just when everyone was secretly anticipating the next clash between the two, a spirited voice broke the originally "suppressed" atmosphere.

Yu Kexin, while holding Shen Qingzhi's chopsticks in her hand, preventing her from continuing to eat carelessly, apologized with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Senior Gu. Qingzhi was extremely hungry tonight, so her words came out without much thought. She doesn't have any malicious intentions, please don't mind her."

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Gu Jinrong's eyes followed Yu Kexin's movements and fell on the two hands that were clasped together.

Equally slender and fair, equally youthful and powerful.

So the originally raised corners of her mouth collapsed without warning.

Shen Qingzhi, who was suddenly interrupted while eating, looked puzzled and raised her head to see Yu Kexin, who was holding her, continuously winking at her but refusing to speak.

Making eye contact, not getting the message across.

Although Shen Qingzhi didn't fully understand, she also tried to join in.

To others, it appeared as if the two of them were engaged in some kind of "flirting" with their eyes.

Gu Jinrong stared at the two of them for a while and couldn't help but speak. Her voice was no longer gentle but rather carried a hint of coldness.

"Do you two know each other well?"

Shen Qingzhi, who was offline the whole time, finally got what Yu Kexin meant at the last second.

She turned her head to look at Gu Jinrong, and nodded seriously, "Very familiar."

Gu Jinrong's smile didn't reach her eyes: You may be close to others, but not to me. That's fine.

Seeing this, Yu Kexin thought that Gu Jinrong didn't believe her, so she tried harder to explain.

"Senior Gu, I assure you that Qingzhi really has no ill intentions. She just got lightheaded because she was too hungry. She has had low blood sugar since she was young, so she always carries lollipops with her."

As she spoke, she opened Shen Qingzhi's bag and pulled out several Alaskan lollipops.

Shen Qingzhi, a walking spokesperson for Alaskan lollipops, was known by everyone around her to be fond of treating others with them.

This turned out to be a ready-made excellent excuse, and Yu Kexin couldn't help but praise herself as a little clever ghost in her heart.

Although Shen Qingzhi still couldn't figure out which statement she had said wrong, seeing Yu Kexin earnestly defending her, she couldn't help but give face to others.

So she supported her head with one hand and mumbled, "Ah, I feel dizzy~"

The rest of the table exchanged glances: What kind of performance is she putting on now? Can't she act a little less exaggerated?

Gu Jinrong firmly held Shen Qingzhi's wrist and said, "Dizziness is not something to be taken lightly. Luckily, I have medication for dizziness in the lounge. Follow me."

It was not a question, but a clear statement.

Shen Qingzhi was somewhat reluctant, "But..."

I haven't finished my meal yet.

At this moment, Yu Kexin, sitting beside her, already had her arms supporting Shen Qingzhi's and lifted her up from the seat.

"Qingzhi, go with Senior Gu quickly. Dizziness is something that can't be delayed."

Even though she was the same age as Shen Qingzhi, as the eldest in the family, she always had to consider things more carefully.

Just now, Shen Qingzhi's words offended the senior. If the two of them could have a timely face-to-face communication and explain things clearly, it would avoid any future misunderstandings and conflicts, which would be for the best.

Gu Jinrong, after all, is a well-known senior in the industry. Even if she was displeased at the moment, she couldn't just privately beat up Shen Qingzhi when they are alone together.

So, no matter what, she had to go on this trip.

And thus, Shen Qingzhi was led away from the banquet by Gu Jinrong and arrived at the VIP lounge.

At this moment, everyone was gathered at the banquet venue, and the lounge was quiet.

Gu Jinrong held onto Shen Qingzhi's wrist tightly all the way, not loosening her grip even when they entered the room.

With just one hand, she closed the door to the lounge and then turned on the overhead light in the room.

The light was brighter than in the corridor, causing Shen Qingzhi to squint slightly.

With no one else around and no need to maintain any formalities, she couldn't help but ask impatiently, "Where's the medicine?"

Gu Jinrong pulled Shen Qingzhi to sit on the sofa, her expression unreadable. "I just remembered, I didn't bring the medicine."

Since Shen Qingzhi isn't actually suffering from dizziness or low blood sugar, she had no intention of taking the medicine seriously.

However, she found this person's attitude dismissive. The lack of effort to even search or put on an act only intensified her dissatisfaction.

"Since there's no medicine, I'll go back."

As she spoke, she was about to get up and leave, but Gu Jinrong pressed her down on the sofa, her exquisite face, seemingly not of an ordinary person, drawing closer.

"Although there's no medicine, I do have a massage technique here that specializes in treating dizziness."

With their proximity, Shen Qingzhi looked at the enchanting face before her, clearer than high-definition, and was momentarily speechless.

Gu Jinrong, seeing Shen Qingzhi's silence, had a slightly lighter expression than when they first entered the room.

"What's wrong? Do you still think we're not familiar enough, that I'm not worthy of touching you?"

With someone offering massage services willingly, Shen Qingzhi was happy to accept. However, the attitude of the service provider seemed a bit strange.

"As you wish." Shen Qingzhi leaned back on the sofa, adopting a posture similar to when she is at home, like a laid-back elder.

She couldn't help but mutter quietly in her mind: Just do the massage, why act so mysterious?

Gu Jinrong didn't correct Shen Qingzhi's sitting position. She simply pulled up a chair and sat in front of her, placing her hands on the acupoints on Shen Qingzhi's head and massaging them gently.

Her movements were meticulous and thoughtful, contrasting with the expressionless face, as if they were two different people.

Having seen that face for the past few days, it was the first time Shen Qingzhi saw Gu Jinrong in such a serious manner, which made her feel somewhat uneasy.

"Um... I've seen people usually massage the head from behind. Why are you sitting directly in front of me?"

Gu Jinrong maintained a calm expression and said firmly, "This is an exclusive technique that requires sitting face-to-face to fully demonstrate."

Shen Qingzhi's head was firmly held in place by Gu Jinrong's hands, making it impossible for her to change direction and avoid facing that face.

She couldn't help but slander to herself: An exclusive technique, huh? You make it sound so mysterious. I didn't know you had so many side businesses.

While she thought these things, Shen Qingzhi had to admit that Gu Jinrong had some real skills when it came to massaging.

Shen Qingzhi felt so comfortable that she couldn't help but hum in satisfaction.

If only she didn't have to keep looking at that expressionless face.

Shen Qingzhi always believed in seizing the moment to enjoy herself. Despite the fact that this person had offended her in more ways than one, right now, this person is making her feel comfortable.

So she immediately decided not to worry about other things for the time being, and to enjoy the moment first.

With that in mind, she unconsciously closed her eyes and comfortably treated the person as a massage therapist.

Just as she was about to take advantage of the opportunity to rest for a while, a certain acupoint on her head was vigorously prodded.

"Hiss~ Did you do that on purpose?"

Shen Qingzhi glared at the culprit responsible for her discomfort, her eyes filled with anger.

"Sorry, I couldn't see the customer's feedback and didn't gauge the intensity properly."

Gu Jinrong leaned down, looking directly into Shen Qingzhi's eyes. Due to this movement, they were suddenly very close, close enough to almost exchange breaths.

As Shen Qingzhi looked up, she happened to see those lips adorned with lip gloss. They were thin, slightly upturned, and perfectly shaped, as if they could be a lip model.

Surprisingly, the person who was usually most sensitive to pain didn't get angry this time.

Such beautiful lips…she kind of…want to kiss them.