About this Chapter, Fu Zi laughed wickedly.
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"This..." The Bank Chairman was sowhat embarrassed, explaining that the direction of the capital flow pertained to the client’s privacy, which he really shouldn’t forcibly investigate.
"You just need to tell the approximate whereabouts of that sum of money, there’s no need to ntion the purpose. Surely, you too wish for the debt of the Su Family to be settled soon, right?" Pello believed that a businessman should always be profit-driven.
"Then I will try my best," the Bank Chairman thought about the extra funds, considering this year’s financial statents, he decided to go for it; he was already fifty-five and was going to retire after this year. The State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission had already hinted, the Minister from the Commission was about to step down and one of the three executives at Jinmao Center would be chosen as a future Minister candidate.
"Then I will await your news," Pello hung up the phone and walked out of the study. He stopped first outside Su Qingzhang’s room, where only Chang Chi and Su Qingzhang were present; he thought that he hadn’t seen Yan Wuxu for quite a while.
"Butler," Pello inquired, "Has Miss Su called recently?"
"No, since the last ti you instructed not to allow Miss to contact master, she hasn’t called again," the butler conveyed truthfully.
"Oh, then have there been any abnormalities with master or Miss Chang lately?" Pello had often been out lately, not paying much attention to ho matters.
"Nothing significantly different, Miss Chang has been visiting sowhat frequently, but..." the butler hesitated," madam often goes out, and a few tis I saw Mr. Shang co to pick her up."
"Shang Yin?" Pello rembered that it had been a while since he had contacted Shang Yin.
"Yes, one ti Mr. Shang dropped Miss Chang off, and as he was about to leave after seeing her upstairs, madam ca down from upstairs, stopped him, and they chatted cheerfully for a bit," the butler whispered, not daring to explicitly detail that madam was quite scantily dressed that day, causing embarrassnt rely by looking.
"How long ago did this happen," Pello pondered that compared to Chang Chi, Yan Wuxu needed more vigilance; now, Wuxu seed helpless yet one couldn’t tell the sches she harbored covertly.
"About a month and a half ago," the butler had just finished speaking when a lively singing voice ca from the staircase; Yan Wuxu walked up, she paused upon seeing Pello, smirked flirtatiously, and then headed to her room.
"Wuxu, there are so things I need to explain to you," Pello felt it necessary to clarify, he had asked Yan Wuxu to keep an eye on Su Qingzhang, not to be a social butterfly.
As she passed by Pello’s side, Pello slled the familiar scent of tobacco, just as Chang Chi also erged from the room, she too slled the tobacco but her expression remained unchanged, the situation was developing just as she had envisioned, Chang Chi noted Pello stopping Yan Wuxu and a smile ford on her lips.
"Count, I thought you have always supported ," after hearing Pello’s words, Yan Wuxu replied unhappily, arms crossed. Surprisingly, Pello, who had always secretly supported her, now stood against her relationship with Shang Yin.
"You better keep within your limits," Pello didn’t intend to interfere with Shang Yin’s personal affections, but as a longstanding friend of Shang Yin, he hoped he would focus his thoughts and find a suitable lady. To him, Yan Wuxu, who had a complicated marital history and unclear relations with Fei Qing, wasn’t a match for Shang Yin.
"Could it be, Count, that you also have feelings for ?" After having a few drinks with Shang Yin, Yan Wuxu, tipsy, approached Pello closely, her hand first hooked on Pello’s shoulder, boldly teasing him.
Compared to Chang Chi’s indifference earlier, Pello’s reaction was sowhat exaggerated, Yan Wuxu squinted her eyes, sticking out her tongue, whispering near Pello’s ear, "They all say I resemble Ye Taina sowhat, you must miss your mother too." Yan Wuxu was no longer the inferior schoolgirl from those days, her experiences with several n had made her adept at deducing n’s thoughts, so n, especially those like Pello, who has been abandoned by their mothers since young, carry a profound longing, possibly even Pello himself didn’t realize.
Seeing Pello didn’t push her away imdiately, Yan Wuxu’s actions grew bolder, feeling restless, she pulled down her rather skimpy dress, her post-childbirth body still smooth and delicate, unabashedly she undid her bra, pressing her voluptuous chest against Pello’s front, her fingers deftly unfastened Pello’s shirt, her breathing quickened upon seeing his robust physique.
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