Pello’s gaze once again turned towards the window, a layer of clouds had gathered in the sky, obscuring the stars. A shadow seemed to have fallen over his heart as well, the promise he had originally made now seemed impossible to fulfill.
"You really do despise me," Wen Maixue sat up, hastily putting on her clothes. She did not look at Pello, but her shoulders shuddered again.
The clouds had completely covered the stars, Pello supported Wen Maixue by the shoulders, "I will fulfill what I promised you, next year... I...
"Then next summer, let’s get married in Paris," Wen Maixue said cheerfully, her eyes sparkling like the brightest stars in the sky.
"Summer? Paris?" Pello pondered for a moment, why in the summer of Paris, is there really less than a year left?
"Can’t we? The Su Family’s affairs are almost settled, and the Olson father and son will soon be done for," Wen Maixue asked softly.
"Yes, it’s time to make an end sooner," the longer things dragged on, the more unstable it became, Pello did not like to procrastinate. The rıghtful source is 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"What do you plan to do with Su Ziceng afterwards?" Wen Maixue asked, trying to test Pello.
Pello frowned unhappily, he did not want to bring up Su Ziceng’s name now, "I have my measure on her matters."
"If you really have a handle on it would be good. From what I see, you have been continuously helping her," without realizing, Wen Maixue spoke with a tone of jealousy. Over the past three years of Pello’s revenge plan, the lives of those involved had changed significantly, whether it was the Su Family, or even other major families that had been implicated. However, only Su Ziceng seemed to have ascended to greater heights.
From a notorious nouveau riche to attending social balls, graduation ceremonies at Kelly Women’s College, to having her own independent business, and now Su Ziceng is even more ambitious expanding her business into Asia. Whether it was luck or effort, it was something to be marveled at. Compared to Wen Maixue, who had painstakingly cultivated her reputation for decades, Su Ziceng was like a rapidly growing snowball, wherever it went, everyone gave way. Now, this snowball even began to threaten Wen Maixue’s love, thinking of these things made Wen Maixue even more determined to figure out Su Ziceng’s position in Pello’s heart.
"I haven’t been helping her," Pello admitted that initially, he did help Su Ziceng, but as time went on, he no longer did, and even could say that he couldn’t exert any effort. Su Ziceng had gradually escaped his control, like a kite whose string had snapped from the hands of the flier, it could easily get out of his sight. Like the trip to Japan that Pello never mentioned to anyone, the month when Su Ziceng didn’t contact him, his temper was exceptionally volatile.
"Then who’s helping her? Hang Yishao or my not-dead sister?" Wen Maixue questioned.
Pello turned his head and looked at Wen Maixue, "What does it have to do with them?"
"Of course, it’s related, all those people are helping Su Ziceng, and they are not weak forces, they might overthrow your entire plan," Wen Maixue continued, noticing Pello’s face turning sour.
"Nothing and no one can obstruct my plans, I may have helped Su Ziceng, but all to make her climb higher, so that when she falls, she breaks into pieces," Pello said through clenched teeth, that’s what he had decided.
"Pello, don’t forget who caused your family’s ruin, you can’t be soft-hearted. Once we deal with the Olson father and son, when we return to Mo City, we will begin the next plan," Wen Maixue stared at Pello, repeating this in his ear.
"I promised you, to finish everything within three years, I will never go back on my word," Pello put his coat on Wen Maixue, opened the car door, as in the snowy fields of the Alps, the cold wind and snow could not compare to Pello’s tone just now. Yes, Wen Maixue reminded him, it was the Su Family, it was Su Qingzhang that caused today’s situation.
Perhaps he had been soft on Su Ziceng, because of her confused appearance lost in the snowy field, because of her smile under the fiery red roses, but all of this, like the snows of the Alps after spring, must melt away, must completely dissolve.
Looking at Pello whose gaze turned vicious once again, Wen Maixue breathed a sigh of relief, including Su Ziceng, no one could replace the place of hatred in Pello’s heart.(To be continued. If you work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)