"You," Wen Maixue felt this kind of cold treatnt for the first ti in her life and nearly had her nose bent out of shape in anger, "Where did this ragtag bunch of won co from."
Wen Maixue hurriedly tried to contact Pello, but he didn’t answer the phone. lin headed to the photo studio for the photo shoot in high spirits, only to find that Pello hadn’t shown up either. After mumbling a few words of complaint, she was dragged by the head of PR to take the pictures.
Pello originally had an appointnt to watch her photo shoot, but a phone call had made him change his plans.
When Su Ziceng arrived at the outdoor café, Pello was in front of a flock of pigeons, holding a bag of popcorn in his hand, and he seed to be in a good mood, thoughtfully crushing the popcorn into small pieces and scattering it on the ground.
This man is a bundle of contradictions; he could treat a flock of birds with such care and at the sa ti brutally crush all her hopes.
Listening to the sound of popcorn being crushed, Su Ziceng felt a bitterness rising in her heart.
"You’re here," Pello’s voice sounded very calm, as if all the things that happened recently, good or bad, had nothing to do with him.
"Why did you choose to et here?" The last eting place was chosen by Su Ziceng, and this ti it was Pello’s choice. If it hadn’t been for the incident with lin, Su Ziceng wouldn’t want to see Pello again.
"Thought about taking a walk in the park. It seems a bit lonely to do so alone," Pello threw the rest of the popcorn away. The scent of cream spread through the air as he looked up at Su Ziceng standing in the sunlight.
The sun rose slowly behind her; her face was filled with indignation, and a dispute seed inevitable.
"I’m sure there are plenty of people willing to accompany you, like Wen Maixue or lin," Su Ziceng spat out the two nas. She wanted to loudly question Pello for being so despicable, first for beating her to opening ZARA and then for stealing the model she had promoted.
Every move Pello made was pressuring her. Was his revenge not over yet? Would he never spare the Su Family or her, Su Ziceng?
"You finally have so reaction, Ziceng. You’ve made progress compared to before," Pello still rembered the Su Ziceng of the past who was always passive, whether in love or hatred, she was always a beat behind, slow in responding.
Her first counter-attack was during that engagent ceremony, when she returned the Red Love and the bouquet of torn white roses. In that mont, Su Ziceng, in her anger, was beautiful and captivating.
In the sunlight, Pello’s eyes shone like two pools of water touched by golden rays, shimring brightly. Once, his eyes had ensnared Su Ziceng, but now it was different. She did not look away but stared straight at him, "You did it on purpose. You know that lin is my cousin. What are your intentions towards her?"
"Oh," Pello feigned surprise, "I didn’t know she was your cousin. I just thought she had potential."
"Now that you know, stay away from her." Su Ziceng stepped back, and the white pigeons pecking behind her were startled into flight.
"Why should I stay away from her when we are attracted to each other?" Pello’s approach resembled that of a venomous snake leaning forward. He enjoyed seeing Su Ziceng flustered and frustrated, wanting to see her jealous and enraged because of him.
The words successfully infuriated Su Ziceng. Unable to hold back, she raised her hand, wanting to slap Pello, "You’re already engaged. I’ll tell lin everything about you. Let her see who you really are."
Before Su Ziceng’s raised hand could strike, Pello seized it, "Sure, you can tell her everything about us, every single detail of our ti together, our first ti..."
Instead of a slap, Pello, who had grabbed Su Ziceng’s hand, only felt a tingling in his palm as Su Ziceng bit into his hand.
The taste of blood filled her mouth. Su Ziceng didn’t expect to use such force. Her teeth were more honest than she was. With that bite, she expressed all her hatred and grievances, biting down as hard and as fiercely as she could.
"Bastard," her tears mingled with the blood on Pello’s wound. Su Ziceng pushed him away, releasing her teeth. But Pello’s hand didn’t let go; he pulled her into his embrace and whispered in her ear, "Ziceng, you could beg . Why from that ti until now, have you never begged ?" As he spoke, he nibbled on Su Ziceng’s ear. The whole scene from Japan ca flooding back; it was him all along.
He had always been giving her chances. If she had pleaded with him not to get engaged at that engagent ceremony, or begged him to give her the managent rights to ZARA, he might have softened. Damn it, Su Ziceng, she was always so stubborn.
"Let go," Su Ziceng’s cries startled the passersby nearby, drawing a crowd. Cursing, Pello let her go.
The pigeons in the park had all flown away, and Su Ziceng looked at Pello in terror, while he stared back, his gaze dark, "I’m giving you a choice. Give up struggling soon, shut down Espr. lin’s case is just the beginning."
"And then?" Su Ziceng asked bitterly, tears scorching the corners of her eyes, "When will your revenge end?"
Pello didn’t answer, and Su Ziceng didn’t wait for one. Bowing her head, she left the park.
The pigeons that had taken off landed again, and the crushed popcorn on the ground still had a sweet sugar scent.
"It’s over," Pello knew in his heart that he no longer hated Su Qingzhang. The only person he hated now was himself for letting things get to this irreversible state. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welco you to Qidian (qidian) to cast recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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