CHAPTER 237: CHAPTER 224 YOU DON’T COME, I WON’T GO 2

"Li Chengze..."

When she spoke again, she didn’t look at him, her tone as casual as discussing the weather.

"Can you...hold me?"

His heart skipped a beat, Li Chengze looked at her, unsure of what Tu Haohao was up to this time.

"Let’s hold each other closely, shall we?"

Tu Haohao leaned toward Li Chengze, opening her slender arms.

With a smile on her face, her expression soothing, Li Chengze said nothing, but for some reason, his heart felt heavy.

Slowly, he opened his arms, wanting to pull her frail body into his embrace.

His feet felt as if they were filled with lead, and his eyes stung.

Perhaps no one expected the couple about to marry to be in the lounge, holding each other...

Tu Haohao’s lips curled into a sad smile...

The sudden snow caused quite a disturbance for the guests.

The Tu Family, after all, were prominent figures in J City, especially with their matrimonial connections to the Li Family. Even though the Li Family was now in decline, an emaciated camel is still bigger than a horse. Many of the important figures in J City’s political and business circles still had to give them face.

The pink roses flown in by air were gradually covered in snow, their pink and white colors mingling beautifully.

Tu Wanzi frowned as she looked up at the sky, the cascading snow inexplicably making her feel uncomfortable.

Lin Zhenxin and Li Yanan’s car arrived at this moment.

Throughout the journey, Lin Zhenxin watched the heavy snow outside, her heart feeling heavier, just as in her dreams.

She instinctively reached for Li Yanan’s large hand, and the man, as if he had read her mind, reached out his hand.

"Li Yingying and Lu Dawei are both here today, are you alright?"

Before getting out of the car, Lin Zhenxin asked worriedly.

Li Yanan responded with no more than a faint, cold smile.

The appearance of Lin Zhenxin and Li Yanan sparked the first wave of excitement among the media reporters.

They, naturally ignorant of Lin Zhenxin’s connection to the Tu Family, placed their focus on Li Yanan and the Li Family.

Li Yanan remained his usual silent self, allowing the bodyguards to keep the reporters at bay.

The driver opened a large black umbrella over their heads, shutting out the vast falling snow with a snap.

Lin Zhenxin’s eyes met Tu Wanzi’s from a distance, who was standing on the steps...

——She killed him!

——It was Tu Xinya who killed Jusheng!

——Because he accidentally discovered you weren’t his biological daughter!

The words of that day rang in both of their ears.

Regarding Lin Zhenxin’s arrival, Tu Wanzi was inwardly a million times unwilling. If not for Tu Haohao’s insistence and the subsequent business considerations...

Li Yanan, with his arm around Lin Zhenxin, walked slowly toward the steps.

Tu Shaohong, initially smiling, restrained himself upon seeing Lin Zhenxin, standing coldly beside Tu Wanzi, looking down at her from above.

Things were not the same as before; due to Li Yanan’s change in status, they could no longer treat Lin Zhenxin as crudely and simply as before!

The sound of cameras snapping continued incessantly as reporters below took frantic photos.

"Today is Haohao’s big day, Lin Zhenxin, you..."

Tu Wanzi deliberately lowered her voice, but her smile was as stiff as ever, seemingly only put on for the reporters.

Lin Zhenxin looked indifferently at Tu Wanzi’s face, while Tu Shaohong rested his hands on a dragon-headed cane, looking at Li Yanan.

This young man, his methods are truly extraordinary!

But Tu Wanzi’s words were interrupted by another wave of commotion!

The commotion came from the group of reporters, rising and falling.

All four turned to look down from the steps, where a black BMW had pulled up below, a similar black umbrella shielding someone from view.

"He Bainian...and the person beside him...Susan He?"

Someone whispered among the reporters, for it was Susan He who initially drew their attention!

On such a joyous day for the Tu and Li families, she was dressed entirely in black!

The style was ominous in every way, and what’s more, Susan He wore a black vintage English veil hat typically worn at funerals!

And all of this, due to their angle, was unclear to Lin Zhenxin and the others standing on the high steps!

"He Bainian has arrived," Li Yanan said in a deep voice, and Lin Zhenxin instinctively looked at him.

So the person beside He Bainian was Susan He? The uproar among the reporters...was it for her?

He Bainian held a black umbrella against the wind and snow for his aunt.

The two walked slowly up the steps, the edge of the black umbrella shading Susan He’s face.

He Bainian was the first to see Lin Zhenxin.

She stood there quietly beside Li Yanan.

Their eyes met unintentionally, and He Bainian instinctively clenched the umbrella handle.

Though the movement was subtle, Susan He easily noticed it.

It was clear that Tu Shaohong was displeased by the rumored Ms. Susan He attending the wedding dressed in black.

Just as he was about to step forward, he heard Tu Wanzi next to him nearly lose control with a scream!

Guests pausing their activities due to Tu Wanzi’s unexpected scream all turned their eyes towards her.

Tu Wanzi looked as if she’d seen a ghost, her face ghastly, her hand pointing at Susan He’s direction, trembling like a leaf!

It was an extremely rude gesture, especially given Tu Wanzi’s expression!

Lin Zhenxin followed the direction of Tu Wanzi’s finger, her gaze finally resting on Susan He, whose face was hidden under the umbrella.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

Susan He’s face finally revealed to everyone!

At first, Lin Zhenxin just looked at her, quietly, not knowing how much time passed, the figure before her overlapping with a long-lost memory, and connecting this to Tu Wanzi’s reaction, Lin Zhenxin’s eyes slowly widened, just watching her...

——Is it you?

——Have you... returned?

——Miss Lin, Nuoxin has been spoiled by me and Bainian to the point of being inconsiderate. If she has offended you before, I hope you can forgive her.

"Today is a day of great joy,"

He Bainian slowly moved the umbrella away, revealing Susan He’s lips coated in dark red lipstick, opening and closing...

Bringing a storm with the impending threat to engulf everyone present!

Lin Zhenxin felt as if her blood had frozen, quietly watching Susan He, with Li Yanan supporting her when he sensed her unease.

But Susan He did not cast a glance in her direction, simply reaching her hand towards He Bainian.

He Bainian hesitated for a moment but eventually handed over the red packet.

"Inside this is four thousand four hundred and forty-four yuan. I wish the newlyweds...a harmonious and happy union for a hundred years!"

No one dared accept the red packet in Susan He’s hand; not only was Tu Wanzi’s face pale and displeased, but even Tu Shaohong’s...

was a grim shade of iron!

"What? Is the money not enough, or am I not welcome?"

Susan He’s voice was chillingly cold, even more than the snow outside, sending shivers down spines.

"Xinya... Elder sister..."

Tu Wanzi’s lips quivered uncontrollably, feeling an overwhelming coldness through her entire being.

Upon hearing this, Li Yanan looked deeply at Susan He, holding Lin Zhenxin tightly in his embrace.

Being called "Xinya elder sister" by Tu Wanzi, Susan He’s true identity was self-explanatory.

No wonder the rumors said Susan He had strong antipathy towards J City; only...

Li Yanan didn’t care about anyone else, only looking down at Lin Zhenxin, who was shaking, either from cold or emotion.

"You’ve mistaken me; I am Susan He!"

Dropping her words, Susan He placed the red packet containing four thousand four hundred and forty-four yuan before Tu Wanzi, then walked towards the hotel.

But the next second, she paused.

Slowly lowering her gaze to her wrist, her fingers white like scallion, now clasped around her own wrist.

Susan He looked straight ahead, lightly pressing her lips together, withdrawing her hand from Lin Zhenxin’s palm, and then continued walking forward.

He Bainian slightly frowned, observing this unfold, not understanding why Lin Zhenxin had grabbed his aunt’s hand, and moreover...

He looked up at Lin Zhenxin.

Her expression was one of near-tears.

Lin Zhenxin looked at Susan He’s departing back, in disbelief, lowering her gaze to her own empty palm...

"Yanan..." her voice trembled slightly, her expression sorrowful.

"To her, I really don’t matter at all, do I?"

Li Yanan chose silence, his expression grave, his gaze dark and stern, watching the direction of Susan He’s departure...

He Bainian followed behind Susan He, noticing something amiss with his aunt.

"I’m going to the restroom." After a long time, she spoke in a muffled voice.

Then she headed towards the restroom.

All around was a festive wedding atmosphere, the pink roses rich and fragrant, entrancing everyone.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Susan He suddenly reached out to support herself against the wall, the other hand clenched tightly at her chest.

She bit her lower lip hard, preventing any sound from escaping, but occasionally a sign of frailty still slipped out.

Her whole body shook violently, clutching her wrist, her tears gushed like a spring...

Tu Wanzi intentionally separated Lin Zhenxin from the main table, but due to Li Yanan, she didn’t go too far.

When Tu Haohao’s makeup artist approached the distracted Lin Zhenxin from behind, he was startled by Li Yanan’s sudden severe gaze.

Learning it was Tu Haohao who wanted to meet her, Lin Zhenxin mustered her spirits and got up.

Following the makeup artist to the lounge.

There was no one else in the room except for Tu Haohao.

As she turned around, both of them were momentarily lost for words.

They quietly looked at each other, as if trying to see through each other’s lives.

Suddenly, Tu Haohao slowly kneeled in front of Lin Zhenxin.

The white veil touched the ground, spreading like a large white flower on the floor, shocking Lin Zhenxin, who instinctively stepped back, before remembering to help her up.

"I’m sorry, I apologize... for what my mother did to your family."