A Twisted Love Affair-Chapter 219: How expensive could roses possibly be" _1

Sun Qiyan had taken her to try her luck with scratch cards that day, purely for entertainment.

Her luck was neither great nor terrible, and she was happy with the one hundred yuan she won.

"I can’t believe I won..."

Sun Qiyan propped his forehead on his hand, a gentle smile crinkling his eyes, and gave her another stack. "As long as you’re happy, keep scratching."

She’d spent three thousand yuan and won four hundred.

She was indeed happy, spending the four hundred on a meal for him.

The meal cost four thousand.

Sun Qiyan had asked her if she wanted to date.

Their recent interactions seemed to have already crossed the boundary of friendship.

"Qiyan, there are only seven months left. The new session of the World Trade Summit is coming, with international organizations and Eurasian agreements at play. Not everyone is qualified to attend. My elder sister and I have discussed it, and this time, we want to take Shen Ji to the summit, even though it’s as hard as reaching the heavens."

Indeed, even renowned domestic corporations found it impossible to attend the summit. She knew how incredibly difficult it was to gain entry, but she believed in her elder sister.

At the trade summit, without an invitation from political leaders, ordinary businesspeople couldn’t access such an event—it was all about capability and personal influence.

It was a chance for Shen Ji to overcome a huge obstacle.

Sun Qiyan lifted his hand, pretending to pat her gently on the back of her head.

"What if you succeed?"

The future was uncertain, yet he actually believed she could succeed.

Shen Jing turned around, standing in the night breeze, looking at the man smiling at her, able to understand his unconditional trust.

But somehow, it seemed like it didn’t matter whether anyone trusted her or not; she just wanted to go along with her elder sister. If she couldn’t reach the heights and goals she had set for herself, she temporarily didn’t want to think about anything else, including romance. It had been confirmed: that man would not marry her, no matter how well he treated her. She didn’t want to feel anxious in his presence. His gaze, even when still and devoid of emotion, always made her feel as if she had wronged him.

"If I succeed..." Shen Jing didn’t have full confidence, her hands in the pockets of her coat. "If I succeed... I’ll return the favor with a bouquet of roses. How expensive can Capitino roses be? Just a thousand or so. It’s worth a try."

Sun Qiyan laughed, watching as she entered her home.

Without an official status, no matter what Zhou Luchen did to her, he had no right to intervene. That was quite upsetting.

Recently, many rumors had been circulating in business circles. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Everyone said that Shen Ji and Sheng Peng Holdings were like carp trying to leap over the dragon’s gate. One of the Shen family’s daughters was still naive but always had backing, whether from Blaire or an investment banking elite. The other, having just become a mother, had returned to Sheng Peng solely for the Eurasian agreement. The Shen family might not have excelled in other areas, but they certainly knew how to raise their daughters to be proud and ambitious. Did they really think they could cross the threshold of the Eurasian agreements summit? World Trade Finance—a mere pipe dream.

Even the patriarch of the Shen family wasn’t sure about this decision.

He was getting old. Whether there was an opportunity or not, it was up to his children to take the chance. It didn’t matter to him how high his children would climb; at least they had fought for the Shen family and for themselves.

Shen Jing was so busy that she couldn’t even find time for dinner. It wasn’t because she forgot, but because, subconsciously, Sun Qiyan would always ensure it was delivered to her on time.

Occasionally it was local Shanghai cuisine; other times it was edamame and bok choy, foods she often ate while living in Shanghai.

She felt like she had gained weight. After all, she had switched to a larger bra size.

When she had some free time, she even traveled to Switzerland to watch a lingerie fashion show, buying many beautiful and sexy pieces.

Never mind the cost; as long as she liked it, that was enough. Shopping like this was quite comfortable, and she suddenly understood the joy of wealthy families.

Xing Fei accompanied her for these personal purchases. At the fashion show, these two VIP clients bought lingerie as if they were picking out cabbages, and security guards at the hotel entrance helped carry the items to their car.

Xing Fei stood to the side, watching the staff move the goods. "Coming all the way to France, then Switzerland, just to pick out lingerie—you’re quite extravagant."

Shen Jing felt happy.

She looked at the bill. "I like this brand; they don’t have counters in China."

This brand used to make special deliveries to her when she lived at Yunding. She preferred its next-to-skin comfort and, being rather particular, found it difficult to switch to another brand.

Zurich’s buildings were low, its streets narrow.

A black business car drove past the hotel entrance. In a foreign land, it was easy to spot the two stylishly conspicuous young women.

Suddenly, he couldn’t remember how long it had been since he’d seen her.

With privacy film on the rear seat windows, she, absorbed in the joy of watching the show, did not pay attention to the passing motorcade.

She got into her car and instructed the driver to leave.

Zhou Luchen withdrew his gaze, not looking any longer.

The black sedan stopped at the Zurich parliament building.

Surrounded by bodyguards, the man stepped into parliament.

He was there to meet with the highest authorities of Eurasian Economy and Trade.

He took his seat for the conversation.

He was meeting with the president of United Bank, who offered tea in line with Western cultural etiquette as a sign of respect.

Perhaps pleased with the choice to be served tea, Zhou Luchen nodded and took his seat with the decorum befitting someone from an aristocratic family.

The meeting had not yet started.

"Check what she’s doing in Switzerland," Zhou Luchen suddenly turned and instructed Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming did not have X-ray vision, but judging from the packaging bags the staff had been moving, the items were likely clothes from the fashion show.

Zhuang Ming looked at his master. The man’s long fingers lightly grazed the edge of the Blue and White Porcelain Cup. He used the lid with one hand to gently push aside the tea froth, not bringing the cup to his lips to taste. It seemed he wanted a clear understanding of exactly what she was there for.

"Alright, I’ll go check," Zhuang Ming said, turning to leave.