Chapter 9: Why Did Mr. Si Not Bring a Date?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Half an hour later, Zuo Yiyi breezed out of the building’s main door. Her face darkened upon seeing Zhuang Nainai. She walked towards her and chided, “Why are you still here? I advise you to leave now. Brother Ting will never be with you!”
Zhuang Nainai reminded herself about how her talking got herself kicked out of the building. She frowned and moved out of the way.
Zuo Yiyi was even more incensed by her nonchalance. She fiercely added, “Zhuang Nainai, Brother Ting has a date with me later. I’m warning you, do not cling to him anymore, or else I will not go easy on you!”
She delivered her threat and left hurriedly. The date was one hour away, she had to inform the restaurant to prepare something Brother Ting loves.
Zhuang Nainai watched Zuo Yiyi’s car speed away with knitted brows, anxiety rising from within.
Zuo Yiyi was the heir to the Zhong Tian Coal Enterprise. Zhong Tian Coal may not match up to the Imperial Group, but it was definitely one of Asia’s Top 50 enterprises.
Zuo Yiyi had liked Si Zhengting from a young age. She had been after him for ten years.
They could be considered childhood sweethearts and a well-matched pair.
Advantageous marriages between strong corporations were the norm. If she doesn’t pay attention, they could really end up together, and she would lose her chance.
Zhuang Nainai sat in a cafe facing the Imperial Group building. She finally saw Si Zhengting walk out an hour later.
She stood up, hastily walked out, and hailed a cab. She pointed to the Maybach and instructed the driver, “Please follow that car closely, make sure you do not lose it!”
The driver was easy-going. He joked, “Do not look down on my car! Although you can’t compare it to that car in front, the Maybach can’t get far ahead in this Beijing traffic!”
The cab tailed the car closely just as the driver predicted.
At last, the Maybach stopped in front of the entrance to “Colors Club.” That was no French restaurant.
Zhuang Nainai let out a sigh of relief. If Si Zhengting really had feelings for Zuo Yiyi, he would not have waited all these years before going on a date with her.
The “Colors Club” was a high-class entertainment venue reserved for the rich and the famous. She had to dial for Gu Deshou and obtain a string of membership number in order to enter.
She followed Si Zhengting in and saw him enter a private room. His bodyguards stood outside the door. There was no way in.
Zhuang Nainai rubbed her chin. What could she do?
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The room was extravagant, with grandiose furnishing. The sky-high ceiling accentuated the vastness of the room.
Si Zhengting sat on the leather couch. He was circled by eight youngsters who were all impeccably dressed and looking sophisticated.
They were all accompanied by their dates and were having a great time.
Occasionally, someone would joke with Si Zhengting. It was clear that they were close and got along very well.
Boss Huang plastered a smile on his face and waited on these heirs of huge corporations. He noticed Si Zhengting’s lone figure holding on to a glass of wine in the crowded room and, in a curious tone, whispered to Su Yanbing next to him, “Why didn’t Mr. Si bring a date?”