Chapter 123: Do Not Force Me to Act

"No need to stop them. While you're at it, have someone contact the other major media outlets that didn't show up tonight. Tell them not to miss this story; they should understand what I mean."

If he didn't teach the Qiao family a lesson, they might actually believe that he would tolerate their behavior out of respect for the long-standing friendship between the Qiao and Shen families.

What a delusion.

Hearing this, Zhou Bei nodded. "I understand. I will pass this on to Assistant Xu shortly."

Shen Hanzhi gave a slight nod, then, as if something occurred to him, his gaze suddenly turned sharp and cold.

"Tell the Qiao family one more thing."

"Tell them to behave themselves, and not to force my hand." As he spoke, the expression on Shen Hanzhi's face grew even more stern.

"Understood." Zhou Bei nodded again. Just as he was about to turn and attend to the matter, Shen Hanzhi's voice rang out again suddenly.

"Assign two more bodyguards to follow me starting tomorrow."

When he finished speaking, a look of concern appeared on Zhou Bei's face.

"Boss, have you sensed that something is wrong?"

Unless it was a formal occasion, his boss generally disliked having too many bodyguards around in private. Could it be that he sensed a hidden danger this time?

Shen Hanzhi glanced at Zhou Bei, his low voice filled with impatience.

"Do not let Qiao Yumeng come within ten meters of me ever again!"

Just thinking of those two foolish and malicious women from the Qiao family made him feel incredibly repulsed.

And tonight's incident had made him loathe that woman who called herself the eldest daughter of the Qiao family even more!

If that woman hadn't suddenly burst into his lounge today and stuck to him like a piece of adhesive plaster, the girl, Lin Nanxun, wouldn't have been upset for so long.

Zhou Bei was stunned for a moment. It took him several seconds to recover, and then, looking down with a sense of self-reproach, he promised, "That will not happen again."

"Good." Shen Hanzhi pressed his thin lips together. Without further comment, he turned and strode toward the second floor.

...

Inside the cozy little room, Lin Nanxun had just finished her shower and was sitting under a warm floor lamp, wearing a fluffy nightgown.

Behind her, Aunt Xu was blow-drying her hair.

She kept her head lowered, looking at the little Santa Claus doll that Aunt Xu had bought for her today. Under the warm light, her beautiful, fair face appeared translucent and pure.

The moment Shen Hanzhi pushed open the door, this was the scene he saw. His footsteps slowed instinctively as he stood in the doorway, looking toward the floor lamp.

A moment later, he resumed walking and headed in her direction.

When he drew near, Aunt Xu turned around, looking somewhat startled.

Shen Hanzhi glanced at her, then swept his eyes over Lin Nanxun's long, damp hair. Suddenly, he raised his hand and took the hairdryer from Aunt Xu's grasp.

Just as Aunt Xu was about to speak, her face full of confusion, Shen Hanzhi raised his other hand and gestured for her to leave.

Aunt Xu was surprised again, but after a few seconds, she understood and nodded, quietly retreating from the room.

Lin Nanxun was still looking down, fiddling with her little toy. With the noise of the hairdryer, she hadn't noticed anyone entering, nor did she realize that the person drying her hair had changed.

Shen Hanzhi stood behind her, mimicking the motions Aunt Xu had used just moments before. He held the hairdryer in one hand, while the long, slender fingers of his other hand gently combed through her long hair.

This was the first time he had ever touched a woman's hair. Her locks were fine and soft, and the sensation between his fingers was just as delicate as her soft, gentle demeanor.