Beijing Colors Lingering

Shen Jinsui was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and stared at Zhou Yancong without saying a word, only to see that he had an angry expression on his face.

After a moment, Shen Jinsui slowly opened her lips and asked him, "How did you end up here?"

Everyone present had participated in the previous team-building activities and knew that the person who came was their boss, Zhou Yancong. However, given the current situation, no one dared to take the initiative to greet him.

After the last team building activity, everyone gossiped about the relationship between Shen Jinsui and Zhou Yancong.

However, they had heard that Zhou Yancong was not interested in women, and since they hadn't heard any other rumors about him and Shen Jinsui, they all thought that the two were just friends, and in the end, no one discussed the topic anymore.

Therefore, Qin Lei, who was parachuted into the company as vice president last week, had no idea about this matter.

He Xiaoxiao, Ding Jiayi, and Yu Qing were sitting next to Shen Jinsui, so they heard what Zhou Yancong said.

They quickly exchanged a glance, a hint of gossip flashing across their faces.

Wow, is their favorite couple about to become a real couple?!

Qin Lei looked down at his flowers that had been thrown on the ground, then glared at the hostile man, his anger rising. "You motherfucker... you bastard..."

Before Qin Lei could finish speaking, the black-clad bodyguards following behind Zhou Yancong immediately stepped forward, restrained him, pinned his hands behind his back, and gagged him.

Zhou Yancong's sharp and piercing gaze swept over Qin Lei.

Years of fitness training have made him more robust than the average person, and the aura of someone who has long held a high position is now emanating from him, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Qin Lei was once again frightened by his gaze; the powerful and chilling aura permeated the air, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

Shen Jinsui glanced at Qin Lei but didn't say anything.

After a while, Zhou Yancong suddenly took her wrist and walked outside.

Shen Jinsui didn't even have time to react before he led her out of the private room.

Then, the bodyguard roughly released Qin Lei, who staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Once he had regained his footing, he immediately felt indignant and wanted to follow up and argue with them.

Standing nearby, He Xiaoxiao spoke up at the opportune moment: "President Qin, don't chase after him, he's our big boss."

Qin Lei stopped and turned to look at her, momentarily failing to recognize who she was referring to.

Ding Jiayi kindly reminded Qin Lei, "Zhou Yancong, the big boss of Huaheng Group."

"President Qin, our Nebula Animation is a subsidiary of Huaheng," Yu Qing added promptly.

After hearing what they said, Qin Lei immediately understood, his face turned pale, and he felt a little flustered.

Qin Lei had only heard of Zhou Yancong's name but had never met him in person, so he didn't recognize the man in front of him at all.

Qin Lei couldn't help but recall the scene from earlier. Zhou Yancong definitely had romantic feelings for Shen Jinsui, and yet he had actually gone after the woman Zhou Yancong had his eye on.

He was suddenly filled with regret, feeling that he was doomed. Although his family was wealthy, they could not compare with the Zhou family, which had a deep-rooted history.

The next moment, Qin Lei quickly left the private room, deciding to leave Beijing and go abroad that night.

After Qin Lei left, everyone gradually took their seats and continued their meal, tacitly avoiding mentioning what had just happened.

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At the same time, Zhou Yancong led Shen Jinsui into the empty private room next door.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang!", the door to the private room was slammed shut.

Shen Jinsui looked up at the man standing in front of her, puzzled by his behavior, and asked him irritably, "Zhou Yancong, what exactly do you want?"

After saying that, Shen Jinsui tried to shake off Zhou Yancong's hand. Although she was quite strong, she couldn't break free from the large hand that was gripping her wrist.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong and intense aura of male hormones wafted over, overwhelming Shen Jinsui's senses with its aggressive force.

In an instant, Shen Jinsui's head was held by a large hand, while another large hand released her wrist and pulled her into its embrace.

The next second, Shen Jinsui's beautiful and lively eyes suddenly widened, and her lips were actually sealed by a man!

After realizing what had happened, Shen Jinsui became furious and tried her best to push Zhou Yancong away, but the man held her firmly in his arms, and it was no use.

Faced with absolute power and strength, none of the skills she had learned were of any use.

Zhou Yancong held her tightly in front of him and pressed his lips against hers forcefully.

At first, their kisses were haphazard, but they quickly learned on their own, kissing her soft, delicate red lips slowly and deliberately, caressing and sucking for a while.

Then, he forcefully pried open her lips with his tongue and hooked them together.

After a long while, Shen Jinsui was out of breath and made muffled sobs.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yancong suddenly came to his senses, then released the person in his arms and gently stroked her cheek with his palm.

Zhou Yancong looked down at Shen Jinsui, who was leaning against his chest.

She was breathing softly, her hair was slightly disheveled, tears welled in the corners of her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and her luscious lips were slightly swollen.

A hint of regret flashed in Zhou Yancong's eyes. He had been too rash just now. People really do act irrationally when they act impulsively.

Soon, Zhou Yancong spoke sincerely, his voice hoarse and deep: "I'm sorry."

After a while, Shen Jinsui suddenly came to her senses, her face flushed red.

She quickly stood up straight, took several steps back, and increased the distance between herself and Zhou Yancong.

Shen Jinsui pursed her lips, feeling numb and swollen.

She felt both ashamed and angry; no one had ever dared to treat her like this before.

Anger instantly took over, and she reflexively took a step forward, raising her hand to strike.

A "snap" sounded.

She slapped Zhou Yancong hard across the face.

A few seconds later, a clear red finger mark appeared on Zhou Yancong's cheek.

The clear and loud slap echoed in the private room. Only then did Shen Jinsui realize what she had done, and her eyes widened in surprise.

However, she immediately felt angry when she remembered Zhou Yancong's behavior just now; that was her first kiss!

Shen Jinsui glared at Zhou Yancong and angrily accused him, "Zhou Yancong, you were the one who insisted on forcibly kissing me, you deserve it."

Zhou Yancong paused for a moment, then touched the soft flesh of his cheek with the tip of his tongue, feeling a burning pain on his face. This was the first time in his life that he had been slapped.

However, he wasn't angry at all, since he was the one who kissed her first, and it was indeed his fault.

Zhou Yancong gazed deeply into Shen Jinsui's fox-like eyes, which were slightly misty, then took her hand and kissed it.

The man's eyes were filled with deep regret and remorse, and his tone softened as he spoke: "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I'll never do it again. Did your hand hurt?"

Shen Jinsui tried to pull her hand back, but it was firmly held. She stared at Zhou Yancong's face, where the red fingerprints were particularly noticeable.

This man has such a thick skin; he was slapped by her, yet he was still laughing.

Zhou Yancong's expression still carried a hint of regret. His face was deep-set, his eyes were calm and gentle, and he gazed at her face with deep affection.

Zhou Yancong didn't care about her seemingly disgusted look. He kissed her knuckles again, his attitude humble, and sincerely apologized to her once more: "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively just now. Otherwise, you can kiss me back, and I will stand still and let you do whatever you want with me."

Shen Jinsui glared at him fiercely and retorted irritably, "Dream on!"

Zhou Yancong nodded calmly and asked her quite seriously, "Are you calmed down? If you're still not satisfied, slap me a few more times."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinsui glanced at his other cheek, which had no handprint. If she were to slap him again, the face would be symmetrical.

Is Zhou Yancong a masochist?