CHAPTER 521: CHAPTER 213: RUTHLESS MUTUAL DESTRUCTION

"If you feel uncomfortable staying here, we can leave first," Lin Ying said worriedly as she looked at Su Ziceng, who held a bouquet with a troubled expression on her face. It seemed there was an issue between Ziceng and her lover.

"Thank you, Lin Ying." Su Ziceng, supported by Lin Ying, felt more at ease with the taller Lin Ying by her side.

After greeting Master Rang and his wife, the two walked down from Montmartre, the church bells rang, symbolizing a harmonious union for the newlyweds. Su Ziceng listened to the bells and slowly wiped the tears from her face.

She lowered her head to look at the bouquet that, despite a scuffle, remained exquisite, feeling increasingly guilty about her earlier outburst.

"Lin Ying, would you walk with me?" Su Ziceng said, almost being pulled by Lin Ying down the hill. After descending the highlands, she felt she need to pull herself together, especially as she and Lin Ying hadn’t seen each other in two years. Her earlier breakdown must have scared Lin Ying.

"I’m fine, but are you sure you don’t need to go back to the hotel to rest a bit?" Lin Ying could tell that Su Ziceng was still somewhat unstable, waiting for her to fully express herself.

The festive carriages passed by on the sightseeing road; 16th-century court figures and circus clowns, the laughter and clamor caused leaves to fall from trees on both sides.

As Su Ziceng and Lin Ying mingled in the crowd and moved forward, having heard the whole story, the straightforward Lin Ying was already seething with anger.

"Are you just going to let it go? That Luo’s Earl and that woman who snatched the love? Where’s the Su Ziceng I knew? Where did they say they’re holding the engagement?" Lin Ying spoke louder, no longer mindful of her public persona, drawing looks from those around enjoying the festive procession.

"I agree," Su Ziceng’s voice was overwhelmed by the tourists’ noise. She had been looking down at the bouquet in her hands, the forget-me-nots making her eyes ache, "We can’t just let it go."

Just a short distance to their right, the engagement ceremony at Eve Hotel had just started.

The doorman at Eve Hotel awkwardly regarded the two late female guests.

This time, Count Pei Luo’s wedding attracted many guests from around the world; besides the usual business partners of the Olsen family, there were also Count Pei Luo’s long-unseen relatives and friends, and the future Countess was a well-connected woman, so many socialites also came to extend their congratulations.

Since yesterday, Eve Hotel had stopped accepting reservations from external guests, only those with an invitation were allowed in.

"I’m sorry, you can’t enter without an invitation," the doorman said apologetically to the two women dressed for a wedding.

"Sir," Lin Ying smiled, displaying her classic runway smile, her eyes with a distinctive Eastern flair appealing charmingly to the French doorman, "My friend and I are close friends of the couple, due to my work, I made us both late. If they don’t receive our ’blessing’, the Earl and his lady would surely ’regret’ it." Lin Ying concluded with a blink.

The doorman took another look at Lin Ying’s impressive height and unique face, muttering: "She looks somewhat familiar."

"She is the famous model, Miss Lin Ying," Su Ziceng added aptly.

"It’s that popular model," the doorman recalled, seemingly remembering having seen Lin Ying in advertisements. This made him even more indecisive as though the identity seemed fine, rules still had to be followed.

One, the tall Lin Ying, the other, the slightly pale Su Ziceng, two distinctly styled female guests, it truly was challenging for the genuine Frenchman.

As he hesitated, a wedding shuttle bus stopped behind him, and a sweaty man squeezed out of it. Qiu Zhi was wiping the sweat while loosening the overly tight tie around his neck.

Today wasn’t just tragic for Su Ziceng. Qiu Zhi, who had secretly pined for Wen Maixue for quite some time, was also saddened when he first received the engagement invitation. However, his mind, long occupied by the stock market trends, quickly moved past his teenage crush, especially after he clearly read the name of Wen Maixue’s fiancé, nearly cursing on the spot.