CHAPTER 201: CHAPTER 51: SON OF MUSSEN

His own rebirth, coupled with Qiu Zhi’s "God of Stocks Path," saw Yan Wuxu on the verge of collapse, like a scene rewinding before Su Ziceng’s eyes.

Yan Wuxu’s hair fell back down as she covered her ears, as if to protect those earrings, a pair that people obsessed over. Countless women had stopped in front of them, but Sister Mu always rejected their requests to buy them. Yan Wuxu thought Su Ziceng was also intrigued.

"Do you know ’Mussen’s Blessing’?" From Yan Wuxu’s blank expression, Su Ziceng confirmed she knew nothing about it.

"Take off the earrings," Su Ziceng didn’t know how to explain it well, but the words of Qiu Sheng Jewelry’s Appraiser echoed in her ears, "Mussen’s Blessing includes both Mussen’s love for Ye Taina and endless hatred."

"No!! I have nothing left," Yan Wuxu fiercely pushed Su Ziceng away, shielding her ears, not letting anyone take the earrings from her.

"Xiao Xu," Su Qingzhang entered pushing the door, witnessing those eyes again, those shocked, helpless, and desperate eyes. He sat on the bed, wrapping his arms around Yan Wuxu in a repentant embrace, whispering, "Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, this time, I won’t leave you."

Su Qingzhang had made up his mind; he wanted to give Yan Wuxu a child. The "adultery incident" made him feel deeply guilty towards this young woman, deciding to go to the United States for the most advanced cryopreserved sperm technology to have Yan Wuxu artificially inseminated. No one knew that Su Qingzhang’s guilt had persisted for many years, and now, it was time for that guilt to sprout in his heart.

Upon receiving this news, Yan Wuxu fell asleep peacefully.

Su Ziceng stood by her bed, watching her clutch those earrings as she drifted to sleep, with unease rising wave after wave in his heart. Mussen’s Blessing began to appear more and more in her life, in corners she knew and didn’t know. But she still couldn’t trace it.

Su Qingzhang and Yan Wuxu went to the United States. As usual, the affairs of the Su Family were handed over to Chang Mei, while Chang Chi became more enthusiastic about dating Hang Yishao. After that incident, she behaved like a resigned concubine, no longer making any unreasonable fuss.

After a year of study, Su Ziceng finally was approaching a subject she excelled at, gemstone appraisal, which was taught by Pello.

His image at Kelly Women’s College was undoubtedly a representative of omniscience, and Su Ziceng couldn’t quite articulate her relationship with Pello.

Yu Hua’s God Stick was still teaching at Kelly Women’s College and, as usual, would ridicule Su Ziceng whenever they met. Teacher Fei Lin had already left Kelly Women’s College, having taught for a term and, after earning enough for the next leg of her global journey, departed.

"About jewelry, it’s something every female student must understand," Pello first provided a variety of unprocessed natural ores in class.

"Unpolished jadeite roughs are almost indistinguishable from regular rocks," several female students complained as they discussed, lamenting how Pello shattered their beautiful illusions of jewelry. All the unprocessed mother stones looked unremarkable.

It was during the gemstone appraisal class that Su Ziceng felt a thrilling sense of power. She had an unexpectedly keen sensitivity, accurately identifying the higher value of each type of raw ore.

"You really have a nose keener than a dog’s," Wen Maixue watched Su Ziceng correctly differentiate each type of raw ore and saw Pello’s face full of appreciation. Usually the top student in class, she never thought there’d come a day when someone would surpass her.

"Can you really tell the difference between these kinds of stones?" Even Pello was somewhat incredulous. Appraising jewelry could take a lifetime of dedication without guaranteed results. Half disbelieving, he brought out another batch of sparkling "diamonds."

Having just seen a batch of raw diamonds at Qiu Sheng Jewelry yesterday, Su Ziceng did not expect to see diamonds in class again today.

"Is Pello merely a teacher?" Su Ziceng became alert internally, considering Pello’s age and experience, his knowledge, and his occasionally incredible feats, always left her feeling inexplicably frustrated.

"No need to panic, these are a batch of artificial diamonds, or what could be called Artificial Crystals," Pello allowed each student to take one. Just by appearance, it was truly hard to tell the difference from raw diamonds; just by looking, they were already enough to deceive these laypeople.