CHAPTER 130: CHAPTER 24: AWAKENING AFTER THE COLD WAR (PART 2)

"I’ll have the driver take you out," Chang Mei was still a bit uneasy, she put down her bowl and said.

"No need, I’ll drive myself," Hang Yishao also relaxed his brows upon hearing her buoyant voice and asked, "Does Xiao Chi have someone she’s fond of now? She’s been dressing up quite a bit lately," Su Qingzhang’s tone was filled with paternal care as he spoke of Chang Chi.

Su Ziceng felt a chill in her heart, "Chang Chi’s love interest... hasn’t it always been Hang Yishao?" A sense of foreboding grew in her heart as she thought about Chang Chi’s recent odd behavior.

After hearing the concern in Su Qingzhang’s voice, Chang Mei’s smile grew wider. The man before her had been their protective shield for nearly twenty years. Perhaps, she thought, she should be more lenient with him.

"I’m full too, I’ve made plans with Wuxu," Su Ziceng brought up this name and observed Su Qingzhang’s reaction. He couldn’t resist looking over, but under Chang Mei’s intense gaze, he did not inquire further.

In the garage, Chang Mei’s black Ferrari was long gone. Su Ziceng looked around, picked an SUV, and drove out. It had been a while since she went to the Sixth District after the new year began. With the cold weather, the partner by the sea should have closed for the season. It would be good to go and see Mrs. Yan and Yan Wuxu.

Ever since that auction, Su Ziceng had been avoiding seeing Yan Wuxu, believing that such a smart girl like Yan Wuxu would have surely noticed Su Qingzhang’s ambiguous behavior towards her. In any case, the idea of her father being interested in her friend was something that even Su Ziceng found difficult to accept.

The snowy roads were slippery, and Su Ziceng forgot to have the driver put anti-skid chains on the tires. So, she drove extra cautious, taking an hour for what normally would be a half-hour trip. She had just pulled up outside Sister Mu’s shop when she remembered her first visit to the Sixth District and the tire blowout incident she had endured. She stopped the car in front of "Admiration," greeted Sister Mu, and then headed toward the Sixth District on foot.

Even though "Jinya" and his gang were no longer around, since the alleyway attack incident, Su Ziceng always chose the main road when walking through the Sixth District. The main street of the Sixth District, surprisingly today, had a few more tire marks than usual. The snow refurbished the usually dirty and chaotic street scene, covering the low-rise buildings with a layer of white, giving them a cleaner appearance.

Due to the snowy weather, apart from a few sporadic snowballs and children dodging like rabbits, there weren’t many people on the streets. Su Ziceng walked for a while and got lost at an intersection, struggling to recognize which direction to take. The falling snow blurred her vision, leaving her uncertain which of the roads led to the Yan Family’s place.

Su Ziceng took a coin out of her wallet, tossed it into the air, and it landed on the road to her left, "Let’s take this road, and if it’s wrong, I’ll just ask someone," she said, bending down to pick up her coin for directions.

Snowflakes flew up and slapped her face and clothes. Four black and white tires whizzed past her, "Big deal having a car," Su Ziceng, with snow all over her face, hastily dodged to the side. Her breath was still warm, and before she could close her mouth, she caught a glimpse of a yellow car turning the corner.

A lemon-colored Ferrari with two familiar silhouettes inside. The Ferrari was fast, but not fast enough to prevent Su Ziceng from clearly seeing those two... very familiar figures.

The coin that was supposed to help with directions was buried by the snow, and Su Ziceng didn’t go left but headed down the street where the Ferrari had turned.

"It must have been a mistake," the road to the right was lower than the main street, and the snow was thicker there. It soon passed over Su Ziceng’s ankles, and despite her high boots, bits of snow kept slipping inside her shoes.

The black Ferrari was parked in front of a house at the end of the street. There was fresh snow piled on its roof, and there were quite a few people standing around it.

A middle-aged man with yellow-stained front teeth held a bottle of booze, breathing on the car window, boasting drunkenly, "Did you see that? This is my daughter’s car, my flesh and blood daughter. That good-looking young guy just now, that’s my future son-in-law, how well-matched, dare anyone mock me for having no son to send me off in the end."

The neighbors were all around the car, spitting and complimenting the man for raising such a good daughter.

At the sight of the car’s license plate, Su Ziceng first closed her eyes and then covered her mouth with her hand, fearing that she couldn’t help but cry out loud. Now she was not only struggling to control her mouth, but her eyes as well didn’t want to believe what they saw.

Hang Yishao had not been in touch with her not because he was playing hard to get, nor because he couldn’t swallow his pride, but because he had decided to be with Chang Chi.

What exactly was going on, when it had started. He could go a month without contacting her, yet he was willing to accompany Chang Chi to the Sixth District, visiting a drunken stranger.

Su Ziceng had always thought that by getting rid of Deng Jiani, she could rest easy. She believed that as long as she corrected her arrogant disposition and could stand on her own, she could retain the happiness that she had once lost. It turns out all of it was her wishful thinking, just a futile struggle on her part.

The winter belonging to Su Ziceng truly began at that moment.

The black Ferrari stayed parked in the snow, Su Ziceng stood in the snow, turning into a snow figure, for a long, long time, before she finally caught her breath and walked toward that man who was nearly drunk.(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket, monthly ticket, at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)