Beijing Colors Lingering

Shen Jinsui paused slightly after hearing Zhou Yancong's words, turned her head to look at him, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Hmm?"

Zhou Yancong asked, "Are you on good terms with that man from earlier?"

Shen Jinsui understood immediately and simply replied, "Ji Yan is a friend I've known for a long time."

Zhou Yancong suddenly recalled the scene of the two chatting and laughing. The way that man named Ji Yan looked at Shen Jinsui did not seem like he was treating a friend.

After a moment, Zhou Yancong casually asked, "Did you go to the hospital with him to visit a patient today?"

"Yes, that's Ji Yan's mother, Aunt Ji. She's in a vegetative state."

When Zhou Yancong came to the hospital last time, Ying Wenjun did not tell him which patient's family member Shen Jinsui was a friend of.

Do you come to the hospital often?

After thinking about it carefully, Shen Jinsui realized that she didn't actually visit Aunt Ji in the hospital very often.

After a moment, Shen Jinsui shook her head slightly and said slowly, "When I was studying abroad, I would only have time to visit her when I returned to Beijing for holidays. As for now, I come to the hospital occasionally."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yancong said, "Then this Aunt Ji must be very good to you."

After thinking for a while, Shen Jinsui decided to give him a simple explanation: "Aunt Ji became a vegetable a few years ago because she saved me. If it weren't for her, I might have been kidnapped or even died."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yancong's expression turned to one of guilt and heartache.

From Shen Jinsui's few words, he could roughly guess what was going on.

It's not uncommon for children from wealthy families to be kidnapped and extorted.

Although Shen Jinsui spoke of it lightly, it must have been an unpleasant and even traumatic experience for her.

After a long pause, Zhou Yancong looked at Shen Jinsui and slowly apologized to her, his voice low and gentle: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions."

Shen Jinsui chuckled softly, shook her head slightly, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just old news. It's all in the past anyway."

The fact that she can recount these old stories means that she is no longer afraid of them.

Zhou Yancong suddenly recalled the scene of Shen Jinsui beating someone up at the Beijing club. The reason she had such skills must be because of that incident.

After a moment, Zhou Yancong changed the subject, saying, "After dinner, I'll take you to the racing club."

Shen Jinsui nodded and asked him curiously, "Then can you drive a race car?"

Zhou Yanzong chuckled softly and asked her, "Hmm, would you like me to drive you around and let you experience racing?"

Shen Jinsui readily agreed, her voice light and clear: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, the car arrived in Beijing and stopped at the entrance of a club.

Upon seeing this, the waiter standing at the door quickly stepped forward, bent down, and opened the back door of the car.

Shen Jinsui got out of the car and looked up.

Above the sandalwood gate is a plaque with the four large, elegant characters "Huangcheng Gongfu" (Imperial City Duke's Mansion).

Shen Jinsui knew that this place was originally the residence of a prince in the Qing Dynasty, but now it has become a mysterious and luxurious club in Beijing, and the owner behind it is also a secret.

"Huangcheng Gongfu" adopts a membership-based business model, and the membership requirements are extremely high.

Shen Jinsui and her brother are both members of the club, and she, He Zhenzhen, and Qiao Yunshu occasionally dine there together.

Then, the club manager bowed to Zhou Yancong and Shen Jinsui and led them inside to a private room.

After Zhou Yancong and Shen Jinsui were seated in the restaurant, the waiter respectfully handed them hot towels.

The manager bent down and asked, "Boss, shall we start serving the food now?"

"Ah."

"Yes." The manager nodded in agreement and then left the private room.

Hearing Zhou Yancong talking to the club manager, Shen Jinsui looked at him curiously and asked, "Are you the owner here?"

"Mm." Zhou Yancong nodded.

Shen Jinsui put down the hot towel in her hand, and inexplicably found it a little funny.

She found out who the owner of "Huangcheng Gongfu" was so easily that she suddenly felt no mystery about it anymore.

Ten minutes later, several rhythmic knocks sounded, the door to the private room was opened, and the manager of the government office walked in.

Soon, several waitresses dressed in sky-blue cheongsams filed in.

They then served several dishes one after another, and then quietly and orderly left the private room.

The entire process was well-trained, cautious, and respectful, with almost no unnecessary movements or noises.

Zhou Yancong looked at Shen Jinsui and slowly said, "I've had all the local specialties prepared. I wonder if they suit your taste."

Shen Jinsui glanced around at the food on the table and found only two or three dishes she didn't like. Then she nodded slightly and said, "Most of them are fine."

"it is good."

During the rest of the meal, Zhou Yancong observed Shen Jinsui intentionally or unintentionally and noticed that she didn't eat any of the dishes.

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After dinner, Zhou Yancong took Shen Jinsui to the "FS Top Racing Club".

Shen Jinsui had heard of the FS top racing club, which had extremely strict membership standards, requiring members to have assets exceeding nine figures and annual membership fees reaching nearly eight figures.

FS is currently the largest and most high-end racing club in China, and its members are all wealthy individuals with substantial assets.

Shen Jinsui did know that Zhou Yancong was the founder of the FS top racing club, which she had learned from He Zhenzhen.

Shen Jinsui gazed at the vast racecourse in front of him, with several race cars parked nearby.

This is her first time at the race venue; in the past, she would watch racing from the stands with her friends.

At that moment, the red glow of the setting sun spilled across the boundless field.

A short while later, all the lights on the field were turned on.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yancong walked to her side.

Shen Jinsui turned to the side and saw that Zhou Yancong had changed into a black racing suit with red and white English characters on the sleeves, black gloves on his hands, and a black helmet in his hand.

With broad shoulders and long legs, his waistline was clearly outlined by his racing suit, a style different from his usual attire, adding a touch of unruliness and unrestrained freedom.

Shen Jinsui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a strange feeling gradually spread to her heart.

A moment later, she subtly shifted her gaze away.

Zhou Yancong looked at the person next to him, "If you're scared later, remind me and I'll slow down immediately."

Shen Jinsui chuckled lightly, "No need."

"it is good."

At this moment, the club manager walked up to them, holding something in his hand, and then bowed to the two of them.

Zhou Yancong explained to the people around him, "This is a new helmet that I had specially prepared for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the manager handed the pink and white helmet to Shen Jinsui.

Shen Jinsui took the helmet, looked down at it, and saw that it was exquisitely made.

The club manager nodded slightly to Zhou Yancong, and after receiving permission, looked at Shen Jinsui and, as usual, inquired about her health: "Ms. Shen, do you have any chronic illnesses such as heart disease or high blood pressure?"

Shen Jinsui replied, "No."

The manager smiled and nodded at her. "Okay."

Then, Zhou Yancong led Shen Jinsui to a race car, a blue Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta.

Its body lines are smooth and perfect, and the bright lines outline an ultimate sense of speed.

Zhou Yancong opened the car door, and Shen Jinsui sat in the passenger seat.

She took out a hair tie from her bag, tied all her hair back, and then put on her helmet and fastened her seatbelt.

Zhou Yancong stood next to Shen Jinsui and earnestly instructed, "If you feel unwell later, be sure to tell me immediately."

Shen Jinsui nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yancong bent down, reached out to adjust her helmet and close her goggles, and then carefully checked whether her seat belt was fastened properly.

Behind the dark brown glasses, a pair of beautiful, lively fox-like eyes blinked gently; this was the first time the two had been this close.

Shen Jinsui could sense the hormonal aura emanating from Zhou Yancong, mixed with a cool woody scent.

She pursed her red lips, her heart suddenly racing, and she could clearly feel her cheeks burning slightly.

Fortunately, she was wearing a helmet, so the man didn't notice anything unusual about her.

After completing the inspection, Zhou Yancong closed the passenger door, then sat in the driver's seat and neatly put on his helmet.

He quickly adjusted himself, closed his goggles, and fastened his seatbelt.