She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 165 Young and beautiful, in a foreign land

Shen Manzhi raised his eyes, and the camera hidden in the dark was finally removed.

She released her hand from Qin Yanfeng's neck and whispered provocatively in his ear, "It's not too late to regret it now."

There was something on her mind, so she didn't notice the person in front of her staring at her.

Shen Manzhi straightened his back and distanced the two of them, remembering that just now this man had pinched her chin and hurt her.

So he said coldly, "Let me down."

The hand on her waist remained motionless, and the other hand she held on her chest rubbed against her chin, her fingertips slid to her red lips, and her fingertips rubbed them gently.

Only then did Shen Manzhi realize something was wrong and looked into those affectionate eyes again.

Qin Yanfeng looked at her strong and calm expression.

"It's been so many times and you still haven't learned how to kiss?"

"..."

Shen Manzhi saw the sarcasm in the man's eyes and felt unhappy, "I don't have the experience like you."

Qin Yanfeng smiled warmly, and his eyelids were half-lidded on the red lips, as if he wanted to kiss them.

"You are quite experienced in pestering me just now?"

Shen Manzhi's lips were flattened, and he was obviously a little angry.

Qin Yanfeng withdrew his hand expressionlessly, put his arm around her waist and took her down.

Then he handed her the cell phone beside him, turned around and walked back.

Shen Manzhi stared at his back for two seconds, then scrolled through the photo he had turned over.

Qin Yanfeng should have seen the photo when she was still in the capital two years ago, but...she has no memory.

Continuing on, there are many photos with extremely weird angles, showing her and the opposite sex in the same frame, more like borrowed photos, and the time was three years ago or even earlier.

It's quite strange that there are so many old photos of her in this mobile phone, but instead of being transferred and destroyed, the person in charge of the incident was able to see them all by accident.

There's something fishy about being too deliberate.

Shen Manzhi flipped through the photos carelessly, but he felt a little clearer in his heart.

I also thought of the scene in the garage where only one shot was shown. I wonder if it was a candid photographer who was chased by Qin Yanfeng and escaped.

It stands to reason that the security measures at No. 1 Chang'an Mansion make it impossible for strangers to sneak in, so this kind of candid photography is usually of residents or people who have registered their entry and exit.

It can be checked, but there may not be any results. The only way to trace it back is to see how the photos tonight will be used by the other party. Maybe they will know tomorrow.

Returning to the garage in Area B, there was a vague silhouette of a figure in the passenger seat.

Shen Manzhi lowered his eyes slightly, walked over, got into the car, and sent the man to the gate of the community.

She didn't know if it was because of the weather, but she always felt that the air around her was a bit cold.

Looking sideways at the people around him, Qin Yanfeng's expression did not waver at all, but the look between his brows and eyes looked like frost after winter snow, making him look even more distant and indifferent.

Is it because of the photos on the phone?

Shen Manzhi's thoughts moved slightly, and he arrived at the gate of the community in a blink of an eye.

Qin Yanfeng carried only one, and before leaving, he also took away the mobile phone left behind by the person who took the photo.

Shen Manzhi watched the man get on Cullinan without looking back and slowly drive away from the block.

She was silent for a few seconds, narrowed her eyes, and touched a pack of cigarettes in the storage box.

After a long time, he put it back and closed it again.

She said something was wrong. Qin Yanfeng was not wearing the wedding ring when he came this time.

The person being mentioned looked away from the rearview mirror. There was an obvious wedding ring on his ring finger, and he lowered his eyes.

The person driving in the front seat was not an ordinary driver. He observed the boss's expression in the rearview mirror above and considered his tone.

"The young lady has not returned, do you need someone to follow her?"

Qin Yanfeng clasped his hands and remembered the way Shen Manzhi asked him if he had sent someone to follow her.

"no need."

Although this place is not as good as Huaicheng, where you can arrive in time or avoid it in advance if something goes wrong, the capital is after all the place where Shen Manzhi has lived for four years.

Besides...there are many people around her who are capable of protecting her.

He stopped rushing up.

Shen Manzhi did not return to the garage, but drove in the opposite direction to Qin Yanfeng, preparing to go up the mountain overnight.

The photos in her hand date back to her years in the capital. The person who appeared most frequently among the opposite sex was Si Ji, whom she met later.

The year he came to the capital, Shen Manzhi celebrated his eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony in Huaicheng.

At the coming-of-age ceremony, she fought against the crowd and was extremely arrogant, severely beating back all the labels attached to her. However, she also lost her only family ties and family background. The Shen family, which values ​​​​face, no longer gave her any Provide any shelter.

It was at that time that she completely broke away from the circle of wealthy ladies and went to Beijing alone.

Because she had a falling out with the Shen family and her funds were frozen, she had less than two thousand left after paying her tuition.

Winter started very early in the north, and the clothes she brought with her were all very thin. When she walked into the mall and picked up a winter jacket, the waiter beside her whispered something in her ear.

She turned back and raised her eyebrows, "What?"

The waiter looked at her and said with a smile, "This dress costs three thousand six hundred and sixty-six dollars."

Shen Manzhi felt the texture of the clothes and gave her a faint smile, "I thought it was thirty-six thousand." The waiter's raised mouth was slightly stiff. He looked at the guest's jacket and sweater, which didn't have any brand logos. At first glance, he looked like a poor college student. .

She didn't show anything on her face, but still smiled and said, "This is a new model, you can see if there are any others that are suitable."

"Please take this one, size S."

The waiter glanced at her and took off the clothes for her to try on.

Shen Manzhi put it on and turned around in front of the mirror, "It's a bit too big. Please change it to a smaller size."

The waiter rolled his eyes behind her and went to get the M size again, "Why don't you look at the other ones? This one is just too big, and the upper body looks more elegant."

The converse of this statement is "You can't wear this temperament."

Shen Manzhi lowered his head to fasten his belt and straighten his collar. She was tall and her bare face seemed to be lightly made up, making her enviable.

She couldn't match this dress. It was obvious that this dress didn't suit her.

Shen Manzhi took it off and handed it to her, "Let's change it to another one, it doesn't look good."

The waiter was too lazy to serve and hung up the clothes again.

After chatting with my companion for a while, I walked over and decided that this poor student just couldn't afford it. He was wearing clothes from an unknown brand and was deliberately pretending to be wealthy.

Shen Manzhi looked back at her, "This one."

The expression on the waiter's face was already very pale, and he stepped forward to get the appropriate size for her.

Shen Manzhi tried it on and found it fit well, but the quality was not as good as any other clothes she had ever worn.

Old Mrs. Shen is a decent person, so from their generation onwards, almost all the family has used high-quality fabrics, which are custom-made by designers. Shen Manzhi has always worn clothes prepared by the family since he was a child.

The waiter was very observant. Seeing that she was a little satisfied, he smiled happily and said, "This one only costs one thousand seventy-seven. It's last year's style and it's discounted for events. It's a good deal."

She looked at Shen Manzhi without saying anything, "This dress looks good on you and is cheap..."

Shen Manzhi tilted his head towards her slightly, his eyes cold, "When did you start picking up clothes?"

She was young, beautiful, and alone in a foreign land, but that didn't mean that she had to be tolerated.

The waiter was stunned and smiled sarcastically, "I just think this dress suits you very well and is very cost-effective."

The waiter murmured in his heart that it was cheap and suitable, most suitable for poor students like you.

Shen Manzhi picked up the clothes and took a look, his voice had a clear quality, cold and arrogant.

"80% down content, less than grams of down filling, the threads on the arms and back are not tight, and the fur collar is shoddy fake fox fur. As a winter down jacket, if you say it sells for a thousand It’s a money grab.”

She smiled lazily at the waiter in front of her who was open-mouthed and didn't know how to retort.

"What's more, you are in the service industry and you don't even have the most basic courtesy and attitude. You are pointing fingers at customers. Do you really think of yourself as the boss?"

The waiter blushed at the comment, "Do you like buying clothes or not? You don't really come here to buy clothes, so you keep changing them..."

The store manager rushed over after hearing the sound, pulled over his clerk, and apologized to Shen Manzhi, "Sorry, this is our new guy..."

"New here, right?"

Shen Manzhi picked up on the other party's usual blame-shifting tactics and said, "Newcomers don't have to respect customers, so isn't your store recruiting new people every day?"

"..."

The words were so blocked that the person on the other side did not dare to speak rashly.

The store manager didn't change his expression, looking at her young age, and said in a gentle tone, "I'm sorry, little sister, what do you think of me serving you personally?"

Shen Manzhi folded his arms so that he could look at her calmly, "You can't even teach newcomers well, why should I try and make mistakes again?"

Only then did the store manager realize that he had encountered a problem, "I'm really sorry, Xiaoling, I want to apologize to the customer."

The waiter called Xiaoling was very reluctant.

Shen Manzhi glanced at the supervision phone hanging on the wall of the cashier counter and took out his cell phone.

"sorry."

An apology as thin as a fly penetrated his ears. Shen Manzhi glanced at the store manager indifferently, and then looked at Xiaoling who was unwilling to accept it.

"That blue one, let me try it on."

Xiaoling waved her hands and wanted to leave, but the store manager pulled her back and whispered, "You have a better attitude!"

Xiaoling's eyes were filled with resentment, and she whispered in the store manager's ear, "She is so poor that she can't afford the clothes in our store. We haven't met her before. Store manager, don't let her get used to this kind of person!"

There was a complicated look on the store manager's face. The reason why he was able to achieve this status was naturally due to Shen Manzhi's fine tailoring of fabrics and the aura that he exuded.

She could only wink at her clerk and said, "Please treat me well first, or worry about her reporting it to the company."

Xiaoling suppressed her blush and went up to get clothes for the customer. Now she didn't dare to say a word.

After trying on many pieces, some of the clothes were not hung up for display and had to be found in the warehouse. After half an hour, Shen Manzhi was finally ready to leave.

Xiaoling hugged the clothes and chased after her, "Isn't there anything suitable?"

"It's all very suitable," Shen Manzhi put on his jacket and glanced at her badge, "but I don't like it."

Xiaoling stood at the door and watched her leave, muttering to herself, "I just don't have money, why are you pretending..."

After hearing the words, Shen Manzhi's expression remained calm. He stood still while waiting for the elevator, found the regional official website complaint number of the store just now, put on a sweater and hat, connected to the Bluetooth headset and left the mall.

(End of this chapter)