Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Shang Xun smiled disdainfully.

"Sumer, are you acting in a TV show here?"

The law of the jungle, the strong prey on the weak.

In a powerful country, they measure things by their strength and are always willing to accept defeat.

Those in high positions sneer at such lowly behavior of standing up for the weak.

"And you are too bold to actually call Boss He by his name." Shang Xun's tone contained a warning.

"He's not as easy to talk to as I am."

Zhu Xia turned a deaf ear to it.

The corridor was dark and quiet, with bodyguards and waiters guarding the door.

When they saw Shang Xun, they bowed respectfully and called him "Mr. Shang".

The waiter opened the door, the room was brightly lit, and a light scent of incense wafted into the air, with a base note of sandalwood.

Unlike those dandies, no matter how unruly Shang Xun was, the people he formed were all the darlings at the top of the pyramid of the upper class.

The status and position are there, and the luxury displayed by the extravagant environment is not decadent, but noble and elegant.

The moment the door opened, everyone inside heard the noise and looked over in unison.

Everyone's eyes moved and everyone smiled in unison.

"Mr. Shang is finally back. If you hadn't come back, I would have worried that you would have fallen into the bathroom."

"What bathroom? Young Master Shang has obviously fallen into the arms of a gentle woman." Someone joked.

"The little beauty is so far away from Mr. Shang, she must be angry, and Mr. Shang is busy coaxing the beauty."

The friends were joking around, and Shang Xun glanced at Zhu Xia.

The crazy woman had no expression on her face, as if she hadn't heard anything, and he was too lazy to explain.

He glanced at the two girls sitting on the large sofa, then raised his hand to signal them to stop, saying that they were just friends and there was no dirty relationship between them.

He Chuyin looked at the door and exclaimed "Huh", not noticing that Liang Yiying next to her almost knocked over the champagne glass.

Some people are born to be the center of attention, such as He Lianzhou, Song Chengyu, and Shang Xun.

Zhu Xia is worldly-wise, but she is too lazy to deal with it.

Knowing the correct answer, but choosing another path.

For example, now, with Shang Xun's halo, it would be best to introduce myself warmly.

But she didn't hesitate at all and walked straight to the sofa in the lounge area.

There were three or five girls sitting on the large sofa, and Zhu Xia saw Liang Yiying at a glance.

She was wearing a dark green halter dress with a drapey feel. It was soft and fitted at the waist, and she exuded the essence of a rich flower. She was beautiful and down-to-earth, with a vivid beauty that was like that of a human being. She was bright and stunning, yet pure and naive. Her every glance and smile revealed her charm.

On Liang Yiying's left is He Chuyin, who is wearing a new season's haute couture from a top luxury brand, with highly saturated, rich, and gorgeous colors, and the fabric is stiff and shiny.

The waiter brought a glass of champagne and placed it in front of Zhu Xia, who thanked him.

"Liang Yiying, I brought Sumer to you." Shang Xun raised his eyebrows and said to Liang Yiying, then glanced at the bright and beautiful girls in the room and said, "All the beauties are my guests today."

After saying this, he walked towards the card table.

Zhu Xia noticed that among the five or six people sitting at the card table, one of them was Jiang Anyu.

When she looked over, he happened to look over there. They stared at each other and nodded politely.

"Ms. Zhu." He Chuyin's voice sounded slightly surprised.

Zhu Xia turned her head to look at her, "Ms. He."

Then he looked at Liang Yiying beside her, "Ms. Liang."

Liang Yiying paused and subconsciously avoided Zhu Xia's sight.

"Sister Yiying, what's the matter with Brother Shang Xun just saying that you know Miss Zhu?" He Chuyin asked Liang Yiying curiously.

You need to be smart in business and relax in life. In private, He Chuyin is a cute and sweet girl.

Liang Yiying glanced at Zhu Xia, who gave a polite smile and said slowly: "We've met a few times before in London." After that, she said that I could just call her by my name.

"That's such a coincidence." He Chuyin sighed.

"How have you been these years?" An awkward smile flashed across Liang Yiying's face, fleeting and difficult to capture, but Zhu Xia saw it.

"pretty good."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries. Liang Yiying approached Zhu Xia and asked quietly in a voice that only they could hear: "Why are you in the port area?"

Zhu Xia glanced at her fingers that were clenching the fabric and said lightly, "Anyway, I'm not here to steal the bride, so you can rest assured."

"No, you..."

Before Liang Yiying finished her words, Jiang Anyu stood up from the card table, and Shang Xun shouted, "Sumer, come and play a few games."

The waiter brought Jiang Anyu's suit jacket. When he passed by Zhu Xia, he apologized a little: "Doctor Zhu, Farah has something to do. I have to leave first. Please take my place."

Thinking of the lovely Farah, Zhu Xia nodded.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but be surprised.

He was brought in personally by Shang Xun and was trusted by Jiang Anyu to act as a substitute.

Who is this unfamiliar girl?

The waiter pulled out a chair and Zhu Xia sat down calmly. She glanced at the piles of chips on the table.

"Sumer, I haven't seen you for five or six years. Have your card skills declined?" Shang Xun raised his eyebrows slightly. "If you lose badly later, don't blame me for not being gentle with you."

"Young Master Shang, you'd better take good care of your little piece of land." Zhu Xia said calmly.

Other people at the table were wondering if this young girl knew how to play Texas Hold'em?

Shang Xun smiled ambiguously: "Sumer is a veteran."

"Describing a girl as old is not Mr. Shang's style," someone joked.

"Yes, we should call him a master!"

Zhu Xia ignored them and looked at the game, which had already reached the last round.

"To be honest, I've been feeling a bit down lately." Shang Xun said slowly, "I feel a little better today after meeting Sumer."

Zhu Xia automatically blocked out his sweet words, "When has Master Shang ever been satisfied?"

Shang Xun's eyes flashed with deep meaning, and he said: "Sumer is from Beijing, he must know Song Chengyu from the Song family in Beijing."

Song Chengyu, a nobleman in Beijing, is the master of the imperial city.

No one knows.

Zhu Xia's fingers that were twisting the cards paused for a moment, and he asked nonchalantly, "What happened to him?"

Others said, "He robbed Mr. Shang's winery."

Shang Xun wanted to purchase a French winery, but Song Chengyu got there first.

"My skills are just inferior to others." Zhu Xia said calmly, "If you talk about robbing, your status will be reduced."

She can also say flattering words.

But she didn't.

The people at the table felt a chill down their spines, not daring to look at Shang Xun's expression, for fear that he would get angry.

However, Shang Xun laughed and said, "I just like Sumer's sharp words."

Zhu Xia's hand on the cards was as soft as a catkin, and his fingertips tapped lightly.

The scent of an elegant ladies' perfume wafted into her nose. She tilted her head slightly and saw Liang Yiying coming towards her with something in her hand.

Liang Yiying called Zhu Xia softly, then mysteriously stuffed the thing into her coat pocket and left.

The little incident did not affect the people at the table, who urged her to put down her chips.

Zhu Xia didn't even raise his eyelids, he pushed the chips casually, and the chips collapsed like a building.

All!

Everyone gasped.

"Are you playing that big?"