Tina, the woman who had been lingering in his heart for over twenty years, would co back to life every so often, her voice and her hands still remained in his mory.
Tonight, under Su Ziceng’s questioning, she was revived once again. Who knows how much ti had passed, as the won outside the room had already left, and now inside the entire Su Mansion, only the room of Su Qingzhang was still illuminated by a solitary and conspicuous light.
Su Qingzhang had recovered his composure by now. He began to rember, who could have told Su Ziceng about these things? It couldn’t have been Chang i. But aside from Chang i, who else in the world would know about his affair with Tina?
"Did you tell everything to Su Ziceng?" Unlike the lonely light in the Su Mansion, the night was just beginning in Shang Yin’s luxurious residence.
In the built-in fireplace of the Northern European style, the fire blazed brilliantly. Cars, Shang Yin liked the fastest ones; won, he enjoyed the hottest ones; his helicopter and yacht were equipped with the best facilities. Yet, such a man had decorated his house like a dieval monastery. A fireplace, a dining table for twenty, silver candlesticks, even a crucified Christ figure hung on his living room wall.
Pello took off his boots that were soaked through with rain and snow, resting his feet directly on the bronze railing outside the fireplace. The firelight turned his face red, warmth surged up, and he stretched out his limbs, comfortably closing his eyes.
To Shang Yin’s dramatic reactions, Pello didn’t show much of a response. "It’s about ti I told her. You should know, pity is the best catalyst for love."
"People call Shang Yin a playboy of the love ga, but in my opinion, you are the real heartbreaker," Pello’s visit to Bianjing City was sudden, other than Shang Yin who reluctantly took on the role of "Tchaikovsky," even Wen Maixue only found out about it afterward.
"Heartbreaker? I’m rely giving back what I received. Back then, Su Qingzhang deceived my mother’s feelings, causing my family’s downfall. Why then can’t I inflict the sa upon his daughter," Pello opened the wooden box, and a P210 spun a beautiful 360 degrees around his index finger.
"Brother, don’t bla for not warning you, I always feel this ti you’ve played too fiercely," Shang Yin’s nerves weren’t particularly sensitive, but he felt there was sothing different about Pello this ti.
"Overboard?" Pello watched Shang Yin with amusent, "I think you have not played a big hand for too long. Last ti when we abducted that Arab chieftain, I didn’t see you thinking it was overboard."
"How could that be the sa, that bearded man was keeping more than a hundred won, which made envious. The chance to collect a huge ransom and to save his wives from distress was exactly the kind of thing I relish doing," Shang Yin spoke with ease. No one would have expected that he and Pello, just the two of them, had kidnapped that multibillionaire from the Middle East under the noses of nurous Blackwater security guards, securing their biggest ransom till date, a hundred million US Dollars.
Only a shaless person like Shang Yin could describe a kidnapping in such a noble manner.
Seeing Pello ntion this, Shang Yin got excited again; he was born a desperado. Since that successful kidnapping, Pello had hung up his hat, and using their accumulated ransoms as the base, they moved into Mo City, invested in Kelly Won’s College, then resold Kelly Won’s College to the governnt.
Life had improved, but Shang Yin was getting bored with indulging in alcohol every day. "Over at the Su Family, you are enjoying yourself thoroughly, just boring out, dealing with that milk-slling brat every day."
The "milk-slling brat" Shang Yin referred to was indeed Fei Qing. Fei Qing’s addiction to smoking had beco heavier recently, and after reconciling with Yang Wuxu, he wasn’t shy about getting her started on it too.
"You should control the amount you give him, don’t overdo it," Pello had previously signaled Shang Yin to approach Hang Yishao, but Hang Yishao, though a hedonist, was pretty clever. After suffering a loss to Pello on Shang Yin’s boat last ti, he seldom contacted Shang Yin again.
"How could I control it? Fei Qing’s family has money. If he doesn’t get his supply from , he’ll get it from other channels. And the woman recently hanging around with him, that female student you sent to Kelly before, now Old Su’s woman, she too started smoking," Shang Yin also smoked his specially made "cigarettes" on occasion, but not heavily, only sporadically.
"Yang Wuxu?" Pello was surprised to hear about Yang Wuxu. That female student had indeed been arranged by him to enter Kelly Won’s School. As for her later getting together with Su Ziceng, and afterward with Su Qingzhang, step-by-step, it was also Pello who had watched over her progression without any slip-ups. Pello was waiting for her and Su Qingzhang’s child to be born, then stir a storm in the Su Family using Yang Wuxu.
"Yes, and I heard from Fei Qing boasting that the one in Yang Wuxu’s womb is his seed. In a few years, the entire Su Family will be swallowed by the Fei Family. By then, we won’t need to put in much effort," Shang Yin took a bottle from the wine rack on the side, pouring two glasses.
"Oh? It seems the situation is more complicated than I thought," Pello, now fully dried off, sat up and took the glass Shang Yin passed to him.
Excitent sparked in Pello’s eyes, like the flas in the fireplace, "Seems we don’t need to do much to fan the flas, soon enough, a big storm is going to hit the Su Family. Just provide ’the smoke’ in ample supply to them as an investnt."(To be continued... If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation vote and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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