CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 39: THE TRAP (PART 2)

Su Ziceng was squeezed by a crowd of children until her head was throbbing, so she left halfway through and went back to the Yan Family’s house. When she arrived, Mrs. Yan was not in the living room. Su Ziceng took a few steps and then heard a low sobbing sound coming from Wuxu’s room.

Mrs. Yan sat on Wuxu’s narrow bed filled with books, sorting through the clothes Wuxu had worn from childhood to adulthood; she carefully folded each piece and then packed them into a cardboard box. She folded them so meticulously that even a tiny crease on them had to be smoothed out, "Xiao Xu, mom is not stopping you."

This was a strong mother. Su Ziceng didn’t push the door and enter; she knew, as a mother like Qiao Chu, Mrs. Yan too, wanted to give her beloved daughter the best. Over the past ten years, Wuxu had endured countless sufferings, and Mrs. Yan had always felt guilt; thus, today, even if she was extremely reluctant, she swallowed it all.

The neatly packed clothes were taken by Wuxu to the car, but after the car started, Wuxu threw them out the window. Watching those clothes of varying sizes mingling with the trash of the Sixth District, their colors soiled, Wuxu felt genuinely relieved. She would never return to the Sixth District again, nor would she need to face those old clothes covered in countless patches anymore.

Su Ziceng turned her head back and saw a figure following the car; she focused and recognized the person who had been trailing them all this way, Han Fang. This marriage hurt not only Mrs. Yan but also Boss Han’s heart.

Originally, Su Ziceng planned to bring Wuxu to Shang Yin’s weekend party, but because of Su Qingzhang, Su Ziceng had to give up the idea. She hesitated all afternoon until around nine in the evening she remembered that she now had a boyfriend.

Pello was indeed a good choice, tall and secure with a smart mind. After thinking, Su Ziceng made another phone call to confirm the location of Shang Yin’s yacht party, and then she took Pello to the yacht.

The yacht, bearing the "Shang" symbol, was docked at Shang Yin’s private pier. Recently the outer sea was quite rough, so the yacht hadn’t gone out to sea, which allowed Su Ziceng to still make it in time for this "unconventional" private party despite being two hours late.

The private pier of Shang Yin also served as a huge open-air parking garage, with various sports cars parked on both sides. From the yacht, bursts of laughter and colorful neon lights streamed out.

Just as she was about to board the ship, Su Ziceng stopped in her tracks when she saw two familiar cars. Yellow and black Ferraris. Her throat felt dry and her feet stumbled, the high heel of one shoe tumbled and fell into the sea. The muddy yellow sea waves engulfed it.

Her foot awkwardly suspended, neither walking nor staying put was appropriate. Fortunately, she wore a pearl velvet ankle-length dress today that covered her ankles, which she slightly tugged at so the barefoot view below was not too clear.

Seeing her indecisive, Pello’s hand followed the railing and encircled Su Ziceng. With the yacht rocking due to the sea waves, Su Ziceng steadied herself with Pello’s support. The cold metal steps were quite painful against her feet.

"Ziceng?" Pello saw every move of Su Ziceng. On the way here, Su Ziceng briefly explained the purpose of their visit tonight. Shang Yin’s reaction when he sees them would be interesting to guess. The atmosphere on the yacht was also quite smoky; he initially had no interest in going up, but under Su Ziceng’s odd behavior, he was somewhat pulled by the idea of going up to take a look.

"If you find it inconvenient, shall we go back first?" Pello hadn’t attended any public events with Su Ziceng, especially under circumstances when Hang Yishao was also present. That dazzling Ferrari had long been a famous sight within the university campus.

"There’s nothing inconvenient, I just need to say hello," Su Ziceng pulled up her dress a bit, her feet gaining some strength.

Everything happening outside had already been relayed to Shang Yin. His private pier appeared calm on the surface, but secretly it was equipped with several CCTV cameras and multiple bodyguards.

"Miss Su also brought a guest?" Shang Yin walked into the surveillance room, looking at the monitor focused on the man and woman outside, and couldn’t help smiling. What a coincidence, he had specifically invited several people today. Fei Qing had finally persuaded Hang Yishao and Chang Chi to come. Su Ziceng’s arrival was just going to add some minor amusement to the scenes, but now with Pello included, it was like sprinkling a few grains of salt into a cocktail, wondering what kind of flavor it would become.

"Go inside and see if the guests are enjoying themselves," Although Hang Yishao refused the medicine Pello offered again, he didn’t decline the drinks. After drinking for about two hours, under the booming music and Chang Chi’s seduction, it was hard to tell what scene emerged.

In the room, Fei Qing was already embracing several half-undressed women, while on the other side, several buttons of Hang Yishao’s shirt were undone.

Under the influence of alcohol, Chang Chi’s cheeks were flushed, her clothes loosened, revealing glimpses of her chest enticingly. She blew air into Hang Yishao’s ear while slipping her hand inside his shirt.

The constant thumping of music in the room, the sea waves carried these young men and women beyond the clamor of the daylight; each person’s eyes filled only with boundless night and desires.

Su Ziceng clasped Pello’s arm, presenting the most elegant posture and, guided by the yacht’s waitstaff, headed towards the main hall of the yacht. When the tightly closed cabin door was pulled open, the sound of music and the flirtatious voices of men and women wafted out. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)