Chapter 6: Business
Shen Jinci lowered his eyes, his gaze becoming increasingly dull.

The scene was deathly silent, and everyone was watching.

Top wealthy families, entanglements between men and women, what a big drama!

Li Siheng never loses his composure in public. He is gentle and a very calm person.

But at this moment, he looked at Bian Yue holding Shen Jinci's hand tightly, the veins on his forehead bulged, and bloodshot spread in his eyes.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he just stared at Bian Yue's pleading eyes.

At the age of 16, Bian Yue saw herself as the savior. She had also seen herself in this way before.

Li Siheng never thought that Bian Yue would look at others in this way.

The blood in his chest was boiling, and he felt like he would suffocate if he stayed for another second.

Li Siheng thought that he couldn't stay here any longer.

He let go without any warning. Bian Yue felt the shackles on her wrist loosen, but she didn't even look at him. She just stared at Shen Jinci, holding his hand stubbornly and refusing to let go.

Li Siheng was even more disappointed, because he knew that Bian Yue was determined to stay. The man calmly withdrew his gaze and walked away in the inquiring eyes of the crowd.

Just as he turned to leave, Li Siheng heard Bian Yue's voice, pleading like that.

She said: "Mr. Shen trusts me, it's really a big deal."

Xie Zhang was frightened by the crazy girl Bian Yue. As soon as Li Siheng left, he tried to smooth things over.

But Shen Jinci looked at Bian Yue clasping his hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and then he spoke, his tone as light as mist.

He said, "Come to my car and let's talk slowly."

The Maybach was parked in a no-parking section next to the dock, close to the port bay, with an excellent view.

Unfortunately, it was raining outside, and the rain turned into wet dotted lines, blurring the lines of the coastline.

The car is very quiet inside. The excellent sound insulation of the car body beautifies the sound of rain outside into white noise, giving a hypnotic feeling.

Bian Yue sat beside the man, lowered her head and said nothing. She only felt that the heavy and cold fragrance of the man was surrounding her inch by inch.

It is a very indifferent temperament, like the desolate cold wind enveloping the grass and trees that have been burned to ashes, withering and growing together, cold and deep.

Her palms had become sticky and damp with a thin layer of sweat.

Bian Yue placed her palms on her skirt, trying carefully to wipe away the sweat. The subtle movement was self-consciously concealed by Bian Yue.

Shen Jinci has cold eyebrows and eyes, superior and elegant facial features, perfect profile lines, and a straight Adam's apple.

His eyelids were deeply wrinkled, and his brow bones were somewhat gorgeous, but his eyes were indifferent to everything and he showed no emotion when he looked at people.

His gaze fell lightly on Bian Yue, but he quickly retracted his gaze and handed an embroidered plaid handkerchief to Bian Yue.

Bian Yue was stunned, took it, rubbed it into the palm of her hand, and held it tightly, refusing to move.

She was thinking about her words, after all, there might only be one chance.

Shen Jinci glanced lightly at her clenched fists and finally said the first words after getting on the car.

"Are you nervous?"

The little princess had never asked for help from anyone before. She had already been pushed to the limit at the banquet just now, and now she was at a loss as to what to do.

Bian Yue collected his thoughts and answered honestly, "A little bit."

The hoarseness in her voice was too strong, so Shen Jinci asked his assistant to bring some water.

He spoke Cantonese, his voice was low, mellow and cold, very moving.

"Mr. Shen, the water you requested."

Assistant Kang Yu reached in from the window and handed the water to Shen Jinci.

The man took it, half-unscrewed the bottle cap with his slender fingers, and handed it to Bian Yue. If time could go back, Bian Yue would pray to God devoutly, hoping that God would remind him not to take the bottle of water.

But she took it, and not only did she take it, she also nervously squeezed the bottle. In an instant, the water overflowed from the deformed plastic bottle, pouring all over Shen Jinci's gray suit pants.

The water marks spread out in a large area, wetting the smooth silk fabric. If you just move a little further, you can sprinkle it all over.
Bian Yue's face was burning with anger, and she tentatively raised her eyes to look at Shen Jinci.

But the man sat upright, with his eyes slightly lowered, not looking embarrassed at all.

Their eyes met, and Bian Yue's face burned even more.

So the handkerchief that Shen Jinci had just handed to him to wipe his hands now had a more urgent use.

"I didn't mean to do that. It was too full of water," Bian Yue explained while wiping the water off the man's thigh with a handkerchief.

After a few wipes, his wrist was grabbed.

Shen Jinci's fingertips were very hot, and holding Bian Yue's slender wrist felt like holding a piece of cold jade that was cool to the touch.

He was a little impatient, but he pulled the corners of his lips, but didn't show it. His tone was quite gentle, "Miss Bian, is what you are going to discuss with me a serious business?"

Bian Yue was speechless. He opened his mouth and after a long while, he said "yes" in a stammering voice.

Her wrist was loosened, and Bian Yue's cheeks were even hotter than before.

She knew she couldn't delay any longer, so she said softly, "Mr. Shen, what I want to talk to you about is my inheritance. As you know, I am the only daughter of the Bian family. When my parents passed away, they left all the money of the Bian family to me. Now the money is under the surveillance of the Li family, and I can't get it back."

Shen Jinci understood Bian Yue's needs from her few words, "You want me to get the money back for you?"

"Yes!" Bian Yue's eyes lit up a little, and she said eagerly: "After the matter is completed, I am willing to give you 20% of the proceeds."

It's really a serious business.

Among the many businesses handled by Shen Jinci, this one can be considered very serious.

By all means
"I'm not interested in Miss Bian's money." The voice was calm, but beneath the gentleness there was a sense of distance and indifference.

Bian Yue's face turned pale. She didn't expect Shen Jinci to refuse so bluntly. She didn't have time to use all the suggestions she had prepared.

The rain was still falling. Shen Jinci turned his head to look out the window, while Bian Yue looked at his delicate profile painted with meticulous brushwork.

The man's expression was the indifference that was unique to those in a superior position.

Suddenly, she heard him say, "The rain won't stop. I'll take you home."

The black Maybach was driving slowly in the dense traffic.

After all, it was the rainy season in Hong Kong, and the roads were often congested. Even if you were worth seven figures, you could only follow the tram.

To get back to the Li family’s old house, one has to go through an undersea tunnel, where the traffic jam is worse than on other roads.

Bian Yue didn't want to do useless work.

The fender of the car had been pulled down long ago, isolating the front and back. Bian Yue could only look at the man dozing off beside her.

"Mr. Shen, can we go to the Mid-Levels instead? I won't go back to the Central and Western Districts." Bian Yue paused and explained, "I moved out of the Li family. I'm living in Wen Jiao's house now."

Shen Jinci's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, he opened his eyes, and looked at Bian Yue with those gloomy eyes. Maybe it was because it was dark, but Bian Yue saw a faint smile in those eyes.

But before he could see clearly, he heard Shen Jinci say, "Okay."

He put away the partition and ordered the route to the mid-mountain area.

It became quiet again and the rain fell even harder.

But this time, the light from the street lamp shone through.

Bian Yue saw the corners of Shen Jinci's lips slightly raised. He was born dignified and indifferent, with a very cold air. His smile was like the first melting of ice and snow.

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