Chapter 361 - 173: Overbearing Command
By the time Pello finished his cigarette and came out of the restroom, Su Ziceng was sitting on the sofa holding a phone, looking dazed. Her brows were furrowed, and her teeth tightly bit her lip, appearing to be struggling with a tough psychological conflict.
The same struggle was also experienced by Pello, but after this struggle, he made a decision: whether male or female, anyone standing in front of him must be removed. He had barely cleared the psychological obstacle for Su Ziceng, only to find that Hang Yishao was an even bigger problem. The issue he never took seriously before had just triggered his impulse to pull the trigger again.
Pello’s silence made the beautiful nighttime of Nice seem somewhat melancholy. As for Su Ziceng, she took this silence as Pello’s way of being angry.
"Pello," Su Ziceng’s struggle also had an outcome, "I’m sorry, I can’t be with you right now..."
"OK, I won’t touch you anymore," Fuck Hang Yishao, Pello cursed silently, feeling the urge to go back to the restroom for another cigarette.
"No, that’s not what I meant, I just need to divorce Yishao first. Ah, I mean, I need to make it clear to him," Su Ziceng’s explanation became more confused.
"I thought you had already made it very clear," Pello hummed, but his irritation had lessened. He walked to Su Ziceng’s sofa, reached out with his long arm, completely disregarded her 165 cm height, picked her up like a doll across his lap, and both sank into the sofa.
"He still doesn’t quite understand. I wanted to tell him over the phone, but he hung up as soon as he heard I was sharing a room with you," Su Ziceng originally intended to simplify the matter, but Hang Yishao clearly didn’t think so.
"Tell him we live together," Pello’s mood was already improving. He turned Su Ziceng’s face towards him, admiring the shyness on her face.
"Because he often used to tell me about staying in hotels with some female celebrities or whatnot. The worst time, he directly took me to see the villa he bought for his new lover. I just wanted some revenge," Su Ziceng expressed her dissatisfaction. Although she no longer cared about these things now, a late revenge was still better than none.
Pello’s complexion worsened again, "Are you using me as a tool for revenge?" His grip tightened, making Su Ziceng’s face redder.
"I won’t do it again," Su Ziceng hurriedly raised her hand and swore.
"There won’t be a next time. After this trip back, other than settling things with him clearly, don’t see him anymore," Pello said imperiously, not waiting for Su Ziceng to react, he threw her onto the bed.
Su Ziceng thought he was going to do something, hurriedly clutching the blanket tighter, as she was still a "married woman".
"You sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the sofa," Pello didn’t want to spend a night sleeping with a tense Su Ziceng, reluctantly shrank his body on the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest.
After a layover, Su Ziceng finished this most "unrewarding" trip to Europe. Strictly speaking, the business trip was quite fruitful, at least she gained her own true feelings.
Back at the Su Mansion, the house was empty, even the children had been taken home by Mrs. Yan. After Su Ziceng unpacked her luggage, she learned from the butler that Su Qingzhang and Chang Mei had both gone to attend a signing cocktail party.
"What signing ceremony?" Su Ziceng felt something was amiss.
"The signing ceremony for a skyscraper expansion project between Su Wen and the other party," the butler answered truthfully. Ever since Miss came back, the way she asked questions was somewhat different, making it unavoidable for him to spill everything.
"Dad has already signed a new expansion project, how could it be so soon?" Su Ziceng hurried to contact Su Qingzhang, but his phone was unanswered, as was Chang Mei’s.
"Did Yan Wuxu or Chang Chi also attend?" It was now nine o’clock in the evening, it might be too late to stop anything, but she had to at least get in touch with one of them, perhaps there might be a turning point.
"After the master left, madam also went out, she said she didn’t want to attend any ceremony. Xiao Chi has already moved out," the butler responded.
"So, both of them are not there, wait, you said Chang Chi moved out, why would she move out?" The old Chang Chi would have wanted nothing more than to stake a permanent claim on the Su Mansion, and now she willingly moved out.
"Secretary Chang and the master were furious, heard that she followed a man named Shang Yin. The master said that man is a gangster, even scolded Secretary Chang for not disciplining her daughter well," the butler recalled the night Chang Chi moved out, the master was very angry, something he never even did for the young lady before.
Chang Chi left, Su Ziceng should have been delighted, but now she felt no joy at all. The room felt stifling, Su Ziceng walked to the garden. During the month she was away, the garden had been revamped by Yan Wuxu, the originally quiet fountain was changed to a more extravagant musical fountain, which erratically sprouted water columns as one walked by.
Su Ziceng took a few steps, her mood turbulent, and then heard angry curses coming from outside.
It was Yan Wuxu’s voice, she was drunk, being helped in by a security guard, continuously cursing, "You heartless man, daring to mess around with women behind my back, if there’s a next time, I’ll make sure you have no future." Yan Wuxu’s high heels were on the security guard’s foot, causing him pain as he cried out.
But Yan Wuxu didn’t release her foot, instead, she stomped a few more times on the security guard’s foot, wishing she could treat this man as Fei Qing, and crush his feet to bits. Tonight, she had finally taken the chance when Su Qingzhang and the others went to the ceremony, and left the kid with Mrs. Yan, she went to the bar Fei Qing frequented to give him a surprise. To her dismay, she spotted Fei Qing cuddling with another woman. In a fit of rage, she slapped that despicable woman twice on the spot, then clawed Fei Qing’s face, and took a cab back.
Su Ziceng quickly stepped forward to separate the guard and Yan Wuxu. Yan Wuxu’s hand swung fiercely, pushing Su Ziceng away. Her bright nails still had blood on them.
"Who were you just arguing with?" Su Ziceng looked at Yan Wuxu dressed in a leopard print bodysuit, with a Night Rose tattooed on her chest, creating a sense of unfamiliar distance in Su Ziceng.
"You’re not yet qualified to question me," Yan Wuxu cursed, without intending to explain.
"Yan Wuxu, don’t let down Dad," Su Ziceng didn’t finish her words, but she suspected Yan Wuxu might have a man on the side.
"You’d better worry about carving out a path for yourself rather than meddling in my business, as you’re not safe yourself either," Yan Wuxu mocked.
Yan Wuxu’s words hurt Su Ziceng, but also reminded her. Indeed, she couldn’t keep being irresponsible anymore. Perhaps Pello was right, she should go to the Su family. Chang Chi’s departure might not be simple, perhaps, before going to the Su family, she should find an opportunity to talk with Chang Chi.
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