Chapter 11 Omnipotent
Bian Yue raised her head slowly, and with the sound of the metal door latch closing, Shen Jinci had already squatted in front of her. He raised his hand and gently wiped her tears.

"Miss Bian, you make it seem like I'm bullying you. I'm not late, why are you crying?"

His words were light and his slightly hot fingertips wiped the tears on Bian Yue's cheeks. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes and brows, but it was too light, so that people could not see clearly.

He shouldn't do anything to coax people.

Bian Yue gently pushed Shen Jinci's hand away, and then wiped her tears randomly.

She said no, paused, and then said, Mr. Shen, I just miss my parents a little. People tend to have wild thoughts at night, can you understand?
When she said this, she was clearly trying to remain calm and composed, as if she had already learned the business tricks at such a young age, but her red eyelids betrayed her sadness.

The little kindness Shen Jinci had left was all used at this moment. He saw through it but did not say anything.

In silence, Shen Jinci lowered his head and looked at the tears on his fingertips. The glass of wine he had just drunk with Li Siheng was actually quite strong, and now he was drunk and felt a little tipsy.

He endured the discomfort, complex emotions surging in his eyes, then raised his eyes, smiled normally, and said in a gentle voice: "Then what can I do for you? I can make you less crazy."

Bian Yue gritted her teeth and handed the photo that she had prepared early in the morning and held tightly all the way to Shen Jinci.

She probably felt guilty, so she whispered, "I think... I think Mr. Shen could help me out, both publicly and privately, because my parents are friends with you."

Shen Jinci looked at the old photo in the little girl's hand. He was really at his wit's end and even had to use this kind of photo.

"Miss Bian, can you remember your childhood?"

With just a few words, Bian Yue put down her hand dejectedly, feeling a little disappointed. "No, I'm just too naive."

After she finished speaking, she carefully wrapped the photos and put them in her bag.

Shen Jinci's eyes were filled with mischief. He lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Do you care so much about this photo?"

"Of course." Bian Yue said, "I will find someone to take care of this photo when I get back."

Shen Jinci thought about his presence in the photo. Although to Bian Yue, he was probably just a background wall, he was still in a very good mood. He said softly to Bian Yue, "I have thought carefully about what you said to me last time."

Bian Yue was startled, and the gloom on her face disappeared. Her eyes lit up as she looked at Shen Jinci: "Mr. Shen, do you also think this business is worth doing?"

"It's not a loss, but it seems like something is missing if we have to do it."

Shen Jinci poured a cup of hot tea for Bian Yue, "It's just money, not enough. Miss Bian, if I do this for you, all the cooperation between me and the Li family will be over."

Bian Yue actually thought about the interests involved, but she had been deceiving herself and not thinking about it carefully.

At this moment, she was ruthlessly exposed by Shen Jinci, and she couldn't think of any way to make up for it.

Bian Yue is rich and is the richest daughter in Hong Kong.

But Bian Yue is just rich.

This is not enough.

In Hong Kong, a place with countless powerful and famous people, Bian Yue does not have enough capital to negotiate with ordinary families, and is even more powerless in front of Shen Jinci.

The three words "Shen Jinci" are completely unattainable.

But the benefits that Bian Yue could give to Shen Jinci were insignificant compared to his status and position.

She was in a bad mood and looked around the living room with a frown on her face, her eyes falling on the wine rack beside her.

The wine racks were all privately stored by the Xiangjiang Hotel, specially used to win over the top families who could live in this suite. Bian Yue suddenly stood up and walked towards the wine rack.

She picked up a bottle of foreign wine that looked the most beautiful, turned around and suggested to Shen Jinci: "Mr. Shen, how about we drink and talk slowly?"

Shen Jinci rarely smiled. Under the dim light, there was a flash of unreal affection. He said calmly, "My eyesight is not good. Bring it here and show me what kind of wine it is."

"Oh! Okay!" Bian Yue walked to Shen Jinci clutching the wine bottle. It was dark and the road was dim. The table had curved corners extending outwards. Bian Yue tripped without noticing and fell uncontrollably into Shen Jinci's arms.

The breath was filled with the man's cool fragrance, bland and cold. Only when I was so close could I smell a hint of woody fragrance and medicinal scent?

Bian Yue didn't think about why there was this smell of medicine. She just felt that Shen Jinci's skin was really pale, so pale that it looked a bit sick. Was he in poor health?

Bian Yue wanted to get up very much, but she had never had much contact with men. Her legs suddenly became weak and she failed to get up several times. She could only curse herself for being stupid in her heart, her face flushed.

Shen Jinci watched her struggling in his arms and kindly helped her up.

He spoke calmly, "The light is bad, it's not your fault."

Bian Yue could only sit still without saying a word. Her hair was in disarray and she tried to fix it with shaking hands. She said stubbornly, "I just didn't see it carefully just now. You can't tell anyone about this!"

Shen Jinci's eyes lit up with a smile, and he said, "I know."

Two people sat on the sofa, with incense sticks placed in the middle of the table. The smoke was curling up and becoming more hazy, with a little red light burning intermittently.

Shen Jinci saw Bian Yue unscrew the bottle of wine skillfully and start pouring the wine attentively.

"Don't pour so much." Shen Jinci looked at the goblet that was about to be filled and smiled helplessly: "I can't drink much."

This was the first time that Bian Yue saw such a genuine smile on Shen Jinci's face, just like the fireworks falling from the human world.

In the dim night, it seems unreal yet real.

"You can't drink much? Then give me this cup." Bian Yue stopped pouring the wine and sighed, "But, you are Shen Jinci!"

Bian Yue poured another shallow cup and placed it in front of Shen Jinci.

The man picked up the wine glass and looked at it carefully, and said calmly: "Does Shen Jinci want to be omnipotent?"

"That's not the case. I also have things I can't do. You just can't drink. That's normal!"

The tone was like chatting with a friend you have known for years.

Shen Jinci relaxed his brows and looked at Bian Yue with a smile in silence.

Bian Yue picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and savored it carefully, "This wine is really good! Mr. Shen, if you need someone to drink with you when you go out in the future, you can take me with you!"

"I don't need a drink."

"That's right. With your status, no one can force you to do anything you don't like." When Bian Yue said this, bitterness appeared in her eyes, and she drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The movement was so fast that Shen Jinci didn't even have time to stop it.

"Unlike me! I can't do this or that, nothing at all!" Bian Yue said, frowning and speaking vaguely: "I don't know what I can do either."

Shen Jinci took a sip of the wine in his hand and said in a low, hoarse voice with a gentle tone, "Miss Bian, just be yourself."

(End of this chapter)