Pello had just left the Su Family and heard a low cry behind him. Su Ziceng, who hadn’t seen Pello for over a month, was crouched behind the greenery, constantly waving her hands. She had learned from Secretary Wang that Pello was at the Su Family and rushed over imdiately.
"How is everything?" Su Ziceng pulled Pello, and they both hid behind the greenery. She looked around and saw no suspicious figures, thus she was worried that Su Qingzhang might discover her relationship with Pello, stirring up idle gossip.
"You haven’t contacted for over a month, and you are this passionate the mont we et," Pello said with a laugh, looking at Su Ziceng’s hand. Su Ziceng hadn’t realized that she was gripping Pello’s hand tightly, her eyes shining brightly, her actions indescribably intimate.
Actually, there wasn’t much of a relationship between her and Pello. But it seed like there was so relationship.
The two of them, crouched together, were so close that they could see the joy in each other’s eyes.
"Oh co on," Su Ziceng chided, intending to shake off Pello’s hand, but her words and actions were inconsistent. As soon as she saw Pello’s face, she was reminded of Orleans, the Yellow Love lying still in Chuyun Shrine, and everything that had happened in the past month.
In the end, her hand was still held by Pello, "I have sothing to tell you," Su Ziceng thought of finding a place to have a good talk with Pello.
"I also have sothing to tell you," Pello thought about the position that Su Qingzhang had given him, which was sowhat unexpected. It was surprising that Su Qingzhang would hand over the role of financial manager to an outsider, considering that he had only t Su Qingzhang twice including this ti.
But that was only unexpected for Su Qingzhang. Pello was very familiar with Su Qingzhang and everyone in the Su Family. He had known Su Qingzhang for three to four years already, having started when he confird that Su Qingzhang was the one who had ruined his family.
The central park in Zone 3 had a row of open-air cafes, where the leisurely cafe owner kept a flock of white doves nearby. At first glance, it had a bit of a European street feel.
"Was it Chang i who invited you to join the Su Family?" Su Ziceng was slightly displeased about this. Her arm was hooked by Pello’s, like a typical couple, and they walked along the street all the way to the central park. During this, Su Ziceng asked about Pello’s general situation in the Su Family that day.
"Yes, I was hoping the invitation would co from you personally," Pello said, looking at her profile. The Su Ziceng who had returned from Japan was thinner than before, but her cheeks had a healthy red glow, looking more vibrant. She seed to emit a different scent every so often.
Pello fancied that he had spent more effort on Su Ziceng than he had on Su Qingzhang, yet Su Ziceng was increasingly enigmatic to him. Thinking this, Pello’s arm involuntarily tightened.
This was the first ti Su Ziceng had been so close to Pello for such a long duration. From Pello’s suddenly tight grip, she could feel the pull of strong muscles underneath his shirt. She felt her body being pulled closer by Pello, and a blush rose on her face.
"You know, Kelly Won’s College is officially rging with Daquan University in July, and I don’t want to leave Mo City," Pello, with Su Ziceng, walked into the open-air cafe and ordered two cups of coffee.
He deliberately didn’t ntion the reason for not wanting to leave Mo City. Su Ziceng, determined not to ask, although she was dying of curiosity, was wondering whether Pello was staying in Mo City for Wen Maixue, for her, or perhaps for so other reason.
In the end, Su Ziceng couldn’t hold back. While stirring her coffee, she casually asked, "Then why don’t you go to the Wen Family, after selling Kelly Won’s College, there should be new projects." Wen Maixue was not the kind of person to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs; if she decided to sell Kelly Won’s College, there must be profitable prospects.
Pello’s eyes deepened, his gaze fixed on Su Ziceng, seeming like he had pondered for a long ti, he said, "The past month has been unbearable."
What kind of answer is that? Su Ziceng lifted her head, looking into those eyes that are indescribably either blue or black. Once she stared, she couldn’t bear to look away.
"I’ve thought about you for over a month, Su Ziceng, you are truly cruel, not a single phone call," Pello’s face flashed with pain, "If it wasn’t for Wuxu informing , I would have thought that you abandoned ."
The words coming out of his mouth couldn’t even be described as cheesy. Su Ziceng wanted to tease him, but her words got stuck in her throat.
Her face was cupped by hands, Pello leaned in, his warm, moist tongue entered her mouth, delicately lingering between her teeth, drawing the juices from her mouth, a numbing sensation spread from her lips all over her body, like a mild electric current.
A few bold pigeons hopped over, curiously watching them. The "cooing" of the pigeons brought Su Ziceng back to her senses, she struggled slightly, and Pello finally let go of her hands.
"Is this answer sufficient?" Pello’s eyes were full of Su Ziceng’s reflection and an undissolvable pampering.
Done for, Su Ziceng felt her brain go into shock. She tasted the bitterness of the coffee in her mouth slowly turning sweet.
"Still not enough?" Pello teasingly moved a bit closer.
"Enough, I understand," Su Ziceng shifted her chair a few steps backward, feeling sufficiently safe, then took a few deep breaths, "You, hooligan."
"Hmm?" Just hearing Pello’s voice made Su Ziceng’s heart beat fiercely.
"I t soone in Japan, who might be related to you, his na is Orleans, a French Viscount," It was clearly her who had co to find Pello, yet now she felt an urge to flee.
"Your feeling is accurate, Orleans is my cousin. However, I’m very curious, what was he doing in Japan?" Pello returned to his normal sitting posture, crossing his long legs, showing no overreaction from hearing the na Orleans.
"Sa as ," Su Ziceng shared her trip to Japan and the encounter with Orleans.
I see, Pello nodded, it seems like Wen Maixue and Orleans weren’t lucky enough. Of the three who arrived at the Chuyun Grand Shrine at the sa ti, only Su Ziceng had seen Yellow Love.
Perhaps, Su Ziceng and Mussen’s Blessing are truly fated.
"Pello, please allow to help you collect Mussen’s Blessing!" Su Ziceng said as she took off Red Love from her neck, placing it in Pello’s hands, it was ti to return Red Love to Pello. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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