CHAPTER 489: CHAPTER 201: REUNION WITH AN OLD FRIEND (PART 3)

Su Ziceng still hadn’t realized how intimate her gesture was. Being with Hang Yishao now was just like being with Qiu Zhi before—she completely treated him as one of the girls.

"How did the item return to his hands," Su Ziceng knew that Yellow Love had not yet officially gone to auction. Unless Mr. Fei used dishonest means, Yellow Love should not have appeared in Mo City, "With such a valuable item gone, won’t Mr. Fei be suspicious?"

"It’s fine," Hang Yishao continued to feel the warmth from the pair of small hands on his arm, his eyes narrowed with a more pronounced smile, "That kid Fei Qing had Shang Yin create a fake, it looks exactly like the real thing."

"That’s impossible," Su Ziceng let go of her hands, and Hang Yishao’s smile seemed a bit strained.

"How is it impossible? I’ve seen it with my own eyes; it’s indistinguishable from the real one. You just take it without worry," Hang Yishao thought that Su Ziceng was still preoccupied with the issue and quickly comforted her, wanting her to feel at ease, explaining that it could be worn normally in other situations as long as it’s not in front of Mr. Fei.

"But this is Mussen’s Blessing; without the design sketches, nobody should be able to forge it," Su Ziceng muttered, while those few design sketches, including the portrait of Su Qingzhang that Ye Taina had drawn, were all still hidden in her hands.

"But Shang Yin really did bring out a counterfeit. However, that guy is truly detestable—just a moment before he was helping me, and the next, he had someone kidnap me," Hang Yishao recalled the events of that night, still feeling a residual fear.

The pain flared up in his chest again. Regarding the bullet and the encounter in the hospital with Pello, Hang Yishao didn’t want to tell Su Ziceng. Subconsciously, he thought that the illusion shown to him by Yellow Love meant that once he insisted on being with Su Ziceng, those terrible things would start happening to her.

Reflecting on this, Hang Yishao withdrew the gaze that had been locked on Su Ziceng. He didn’t want to tell her about things beyond human explanation, nor should he keep being infatuated with Su Ziceng, otherwise, it would only bring her misfortune. Pello might not be a good person, but at least he could bring Su Ziceng happiness.

There was silence again in the office. Su Ziceng also remembered that Shang Yin was involved in the whole affair.

Shang Yin was like a bat hidden in the shadows of Mo City, ready to swoop out and bite whenever he found somewhere appetizing. Now, the crumbling Su Family was clearly a tempting piece of fat meat. And the person hiding behind Shang Yin, who could create Mussen’s Blessing—who could that be?

"Yishao, after I passed out, did you see Shang Yin’s accomplices when you were taking me to the hospital?" Su Ziceng heard that it was Hang Yishao who had taken her to the hospital. Whether Yellow Love and Red Love really saved Hang Yishao, she didn’t know, but the sound of gunfire at that time was so real.

So real that she could feel the warmth of Hang Yishao’s blood splattering on her when she closed her eyes.

"I don’t know anything," said Hang Yishao, clamping his mouth shut. He bowed his head and did not look at Su Ziceng again. He knew that Pello had directed his hostility solely at him, and there wouldn’t be much benefit in Su Ziceng knowing.

"General Manager," the secretary outside knocked and came in, "Your meeting is about to start."

Su Ziceng hadn’t finished speaking, but she still got up. Now was a critical time for Hang Yishao’s and Hang Family’s business growth, and she dared not hold him back.

"Ziceng," Hang Yishao knew he shouldn’t speak further; he should let Su Ziceng leave like an ordinary visitor, but still, he couldn’t help himself and called out to her.

The secretary looked at Hang Yishao curiously. She seldom saw the general manager showing such an expression—cautious, as if afraid of saying the wrong thing. Earlier, she had bragged to the administrative secretaries that their manager was not only handsome but also mature and experienced in handling matters. But now, he looked very much like a love-struck man too shy to confess his love.

"If you need anything, just contact me," Hang Yishao said, then lowered his head again, afraid that Su Ziceng would outright reject him.

"Okay," Su Ziceng’s response still lingered in his ears, but when Hang Yishao looked up again, her figure had already disappeared.

She was really no longer the Su Ziceng he knew. Such a decisive departure made it even harder for Hang Yishao to take his eyes off her.

"General Manager," the secretary asked softly.

"Start the meeting," Hang Yishao picked up a document and headed to the conference room, maybe he should be a bit more nonchalant. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)