Chapter 1 Nacht crashed into his arms.

"Burning Night"

written by Zhi Zai Ye Ting

, first published on

March 25, 2025.

The weather in New York has been unstable these days. It has been cloudy and rainy for two or three days, and it was clear today.

At 10 a.m. Eastern Time, a luxury private yacht passed by Brooklyn's Red Hook Terminal.

The clear sea water was pushed by the ferry, rolling outward layer by layer.

"Yes! I'm the winner!" In a private room on the yacht, the man who won the game stood up suddenly and shouted.

(I am the winner in this round!)

Games have winners and losers, and the rules of the game cannot be broken.

As the winner, the man has to choose one of the people present to ask him a personal question, and he points with his finger and chooses the lamp. “The question is ——You must answer truthfully what kind of man you like.” 

As soon as these words were spoken, the booing reached a boiling point: “Wow wow——!” 

But the other sat in the main seat of the booth with his legs crossed, leisurely posture, and a slight smile on his lips. 

I raised my hand to take the water on the table, but the man next to me looked at me quickly. 

He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to her with both hands. 

Everyone around the table looked at her, expecting her answer. 

However, what arrived before the answer was Quezhan's cell phone ringing. 

Xunang’s WeChat call invitation. 

After expressing her apology, she stood up, left the room and pressed the answer button. 

"Where are you? Why is it so noisy?" Xunang asked her after faintly hearing the lingering sound of the noise. 

"I was just playing games on the yacht at a farewell party hosted by a friend." It must be said that Xun Ang's call came at a very timely moment, and he thanked her: "You and I are so in tune with each other. Did you call on time?" 

"Lost the game?" Xun Ang quickly understood and smiled evilly. 

"Yeah." 

"What question are you asking?" 

"Rubbish question. What type of men do you like?" 

When the topic turned to men, Xun Ang had the right to speak: "No, baby, I really can't understand it. You are so beautiful, comparable to a goddess of beauty, why don't you want to have a relationship?" 

Xun Ang and Que Zan are childhood friends and have a deep friendship. 

As for her impression of Quezhan, she knew that this ancestor had been beautiful since childhood, with a pair of charming eyes, a slender waist, and both beauty and figure were charming. Her family background is so affluent that it is not enough to be described as wealthy - she is from a top wealthy family, has a full level of education, and is the only daughter in the family, so it is natural that she has no shortage of suitors. 

But she just doesn't like anyone. 

Coming to the outdoor deck, feeling the sea breeze, I stared at the passing Wall Street Pier 11 and sneered, "Why are you looking for a man?" 

How wonderful it is to be free. 

I came to New York in February after spending the Chinese New Year in the country. I was looking for fun. Time flies and a month has passed. 

As for the feeling, it's freedom, especially freedom. Whatever she wants to buy or play, she just hands over the card, and no matter how troublesome the problem is, it can be easily solved. Her schedule also depends entirely on her mood. 

If Ms. Bai Ximan hadn't sent a message saying that her grandmother missed her, she might have stayed for another month. 

The little old lady valued her and doted on her the most. She never talked back to anyone she criticized. 

"If you don't look for it, someone will help you find it." 

Xun Ang cleared his throat: "I heard your uncle and aunt discussing your marriage, you have to be prepared." 

Marriage? 

"As for the marriage partner that makes my uncle and aunt the most satisfied, it seems that..." Xun Ang dutifully revealed the spoiler to her. 

"Don't talk about this." Quezhan interrupted. 

She didn't want to know who she was going to marry, nor did she want to know the other person's first name or last name. 

Anyway, she won't get married. 

The sea breeze was a bit strong, and her long straight black hair was messed up and blocked her vision. She slowly pushed it aside and her wrist was in the camera. 

"Baby, what are you wearing?" Xun Ang knew her personality and cleverly changed the subject. 

"The bracelet is a trophy from last week's auction." Quezhan's unhappy mood was blown away by the wind, and he raised his arm to show it to Xunang. 

The chain is snow silver in color, and it glows gold when exposed to light. However, the most eye-catching thing is the Crimson Flame ruby ​​inlaid in the middle. It is bright and eye-catching, and the pigeon blood red diamonds surrounding it are clever and exquisite. It is a perfect work of art no matter how you look at it. 

It is worthy of being the final work of the world-renowned jewelry designer Tiniverna. 

The name also fits the first impression given to people, Pure Blood and Tears, also known as the Red Queen. 

It's just a little big, and it sways slightly when worn on the wrist. 

Quezhan raised his wrist and took a closer look. 

It doesn’t matter if it’s big, as long as she likes it. 

Xun Ang was shocked and delighted, and blurted out a string of compliments. He then asked her how much she paid for the Red Queen. 

"Thirty million US dollars." 

He said it lightly, and scattered the money like water. 

"Miss Que is very generous." Xun Ang smiled: "She just gave away thirty million US dollars with a wave of her hand, and she didn't feel sorry at all." 

When it comes to material things, Que never treats herself badly. As long as she likes it, it doesn't matter how much it costs. 

"Do you think I look like I'm short of money?" 

She doesn't lack money. 

There is no shortage of men. 

-The farewell party ended, and I went back to my residence to pack my luggage. 

It's difficult to get a taxi this distance from my residence, as it's some distance from the main intersection ahead. 

I checked the time and thought that if nothing unexpected happened on the way, I should be able to catch the flight. 

But things don't always go as planned. 

A man came around the corner from another alley, blocking Que Zhan's way with obvious intentions. 

At this time, there are few people on the street and only a few passers-by. 

Quezhan recognized who the other person was: "Leo?" 

The man's name was Leo, he was of Chinese and English descent and could speak Chinese. She met him in a bar not long after she came to the United States. They were not friends, but they could not be called strangers either. 

He is the winner of the party game. 

"Are you going back to your country? But you haven't answered my question yet." Leo went straight to the point and stated the purpose of his visit. 

He moved closer as he spoke. 

The distance was shortened to two feet, and the man stood in front of her, looking at her with his eyes slightly lowered. 

He saw her eyes clearly. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, with a gleam in her eyes. She was beautiful and charming, extremely arrogant and aggressive, like a demon or a god. 

Very beautiful. 

Such a distance made Quezhan feel a little uncomfortable.
She was about to step back when Leo reached out and lifted a strand of her black hair, crossing the line of what he considered 'friend': "I think you don't have to be alone. Have you ever thought about finding a boyfriend?"

With a "snap", Que Zhan slapped his hand that was lifting her hair away.

When she raised her eyes again, the temperature in her eyes dropped instantly, and she warned in a cold tone: "I hate it most when people touch my hair."

"Zhanzhan."

The Leo in front of her was very different from the one she first met. It could even be said that he had taken off his deliberate disguise and became a completely different person.

"Don't call me that." Quezhan frowned, she felt disgusted.

Going straight is the shortest route to the airport, and if she wastes any more time, she will most likely miss her flight.

Quezhan ignored Leo and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, when she walked to the left, Leo followed her steps and moved left; when she walked to the right to avoid him, Leo also moved to the right to block her way.

He was determined to go against her and act like a gangster.

"Get out of the way!" Quezhan knew that he had a bad temper and he could no longer tolerate it, so he pushed Leo away.

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her wrist with greater force. She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Leo stopped pretending and his true colors were revealed.

"Zhanzhan, I really like you. How about we try to have a relationship?"

The man held her wrist with one hand and pressed her shoulder with the other, leaving her no chance to escape. "What kind of man do you like? If I don't meet the requirements, I am willing to change for you."

From the first moment he saw Quezhan in the bar, he knew how rare this woman was. Her beauty, wisdom, and temperament, each one perfectly met his standards for choosing a partner. Now she wanted to return to her country and leave. Could he just let her go?

impossible.

"Like me, no one is more suitable than us." Leo's expression became darker and darker, almost like a demon.

There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and she was no match for Leo.

"Let go..."

Quedan kept backing away to increase the distance between them.

During the struggle, the bracelet scratched Leo's cheek. The man felt the pain, frowned and cursed, then threw the cup to the ground with both hands.

Inertia pushed him to the ground, but he had no time to react or think, and could only rely on instinct to support himself with his hands.

Her palm rubbed against the ground and blood oozed out. She was furious: "Damn it."

Leo couldn't stand being scolded. He quickly grabbed Quezhan's wrist and looked down at her condescendingly.

…

At the same time,

on the opposite street from Que Lantern, a black Rolls-Royce Shadow was already parked not far behind.

The owner of the car in the back seat was fully aware of the argument between a man and a woman opposite.

The interior of the car was dim, and the accessories in the colors of Macassar ebony and walnut made it look even darker. The man flipped through the documents in his hand calmly, and after a moment, he tapped twice on the pages with a black and gold fountain pen.

"Boom."

"Boom."

Two very light sounds.

The assistant in the front seat understood what he meant and knew from his lip movements that he nodded and said something to the man, then got out of the car.

When the assistant arrived at the scene, he first pushed Leo away to prevent him from having any further contact with the lady, and then helped her up from the ground. "Who are you ?
You don't need to ask about me and my girlfriend. " 
Leo asked the guilty person first and insisted that he and Quezhan were boyfriend and girlfriend. It was a private matter and outsiders should not interfere. 

"I have nothing to do with him." Quezhan corrected in a cold voice. 

(I have nothing to do with him.) 

The assistant acted decisively and was not an empty shell who wanted to be a hero out of nothing. After sorting out the situation, he took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police. 

Leo looked arrogant, but he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it. 

When he heard the alarm, he ran away in a panic with a terrified look. 

"Miss, are you okay?" the assistant asked. 

He is also Chinese. 

Quezhan lowered her eyes to look at her scratched hand and said, "I'm fine, thank you." 

She thought about calling the police and was almost about to press the dial button on her phone, but this man beat her to it. 

"Would it be convenient for me to leave your contact information? I would like to thank you." Quezhan handed over the phone. 

"It's okay, I'm just helping you." 

I understood and declined. 
Time was running out, but there was no time to think about anything else. After hurriedly thanking him, he grabbed his luggage and ran to catch the bus. -During 

the thirteen hours of the direct flight from New York to Beijing, I managed to catch up on some sleep. 

Meeting a scumbag like Leo ruined her good mood of returning home and also injured her hand. 

After getting off the plane, I went through immigration and customs. 

Quezhan found a seat in the rest area to change the abrasion patch. 

The corner of the wound was slightly torn when the patch was torn off, which was quite painful. 

After she simply dealt with it and packed up the medicines, she received a call from Xun Ang. 

"Hey baby, have you got off the plane?" Xunang asked her. 

"Just got off the plane." Quezhan stood up, holding his cell phone in one hand and pushing his suitcase in the other, and walked towards the terminal exit. "Send me your location and I'll find you." 

"I'm not there yet." 

Xunang came to pick her up, but there was a traffic jam halfway during the evening rush hour. She said it would take about ten minutes to get to the airport. 

After hanging up the phone, he looked around. 

The airplane food was not to her liking, and in Beijing, where spring had just begun, the temperature difference between night and day was quite large. 

Go to the hot drink shop and buy a hot drink to warm yourself up. 

After thinking for a moment, she opened the address book and wanted to ask her mother what the marriage was all about. 

"Hmm." 

He didn't look forward and accidentally bumped into someone, but he looked up subconsciously. 

She was about to utter the apology, but the next second, she ran into a pair of dark eyes. 

A very tall man. 

His pupils were dark and unfathomable, he had a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a small black mole under his left eyebrow. 

The facial features are deep and solemn. 

When looking at outsiders, he has an aura of indifference. 

There was a cold feeling around her. This person should be as difficult to deal with as she was. 

"Sorry." He bumped into someone and apologized to him. 

The other party didn't take it as a big deal. He glanced at her face, paused briefly, slightly moved aside and continued walking forward. 

The followers behind him followed closely. 

But before the call was made, he inadvertently lowered his eyes and saw... something glowing on the ground. 

Squatting down, I saw a diamond brooch. 

At this location, the thing should belong to the man she bumped into.
After observing for a while, Quezhan suddenly realized that the brooch problem was not the main issue.

Where's her Red Queen? !