CHAPTER 274: CHAPTER 82: DEEP VENGEANCE BENEATH THE SNOW_2

The Olsen family, sitting on an astonishing fortune, brought along dozens of security personnel on every trip. Their residence was even equipped with an alarm device no less sophisticated than the CIA’s. After several attempts, Count Pello had no choice but to give up his initial plan. Instead, he took the advice of an experienced Hunter and started learning how to shoot.

"When I was sixteen years old, I left the Alps and arrived in Copenhagen, Denmark, where I worked as a sailor for three years. After that, I went to Britain, where the Olsen family’s influence was weakest. There I completed my studies, and it was also there that I met Wen Maixue. Eventually, I took employment at Kelly Women’s School," Pello recounted his entire journey over the past twenty-five years.

In just twenty-five years, this man had experienced some of the most agonizing trials in the world. Compared with his life, Su Ziceng felt that her own experiences were as pure and blank as a sheet of paper. Pello summarized his three years as a Hunter and three years as a sailor in one sentence, but it was not difficult for Su Ziceng to guess that those six years must have been unspeakably brutal.

"So, do you plan to stay in Z country forever or..." Su Ziceng had a hard time asking even such a brief question. After asking it, she felt a little nervous.

At this moment, Su Ziceng was torn. On one hand, she wanted Pello to return to France and face the Olsen family that had framed him head-on. On the other hand, she was afraid that if Pello returned and became Count Pello, he would never look back at the ordinary Su Ziceng.

"Do you want me to return or not," Pello, having spent a long time in Z country, had fully embraced the country’s quintessence, "Tai Chi."

The question was now back on Su Ziceng. In fact, even if Su Ziceng didn’t answer, he had already made his decision. He had carefully arranged everything, including the upcoming actions involving Wen Maixue and what Shang Yin had done, all in anticipation of the day when they would completely surround Olsen. So, no matter what Su Ziceng answered, Pello would not waver.

"Go back," Su Ziceng’s hasty and resolute answer gave Pello a sudden sense of loss. When he had told Wen Maixue some of his affairs, she once advised him to let go of his European grudge, "With your talents, you can find a place for yourself in the rising Z country."

But Su Ziceng, without any hesitation, told him to go back. She didn’t have too much attachment to him. "My father, although not a good father, once told me, ’Where you fall, you must get up.’ If you don’t return to France, you’ll always be a loser." In life, there are memories that are especially hard to forget. Su Ziceng had forgotten many things from the past, except for when she was three years old, just beginning to learn to walk. Accompanied by a maid, she stood on the lawn.

After Su Qingzhang came back, he took her to the marble walkway. The three-year-old child, still unsteady on her feet, was stopped by Su Qingzhang’s command. The maid let go of her, and she tried to walk a few steps, about to open her arms with glee and laughter, when next, she fell to the ground.

In pain, tears and snot running down her face, Su Ziceng instinctively called out "Mama," but no one around paid any attention to her. Su Qingzhang walked up to her and reached out his hand.

The distance between an adult and a child, one standing high above, the other crying out loud. Su Qingzhang just stood there, unlike typical parents who would squat down to console her, he looked down from above and said: "Get up where you fell."

This phrase had accompanied Su Ziceng for many years. Unfortunately, at that time, Su Ziceng had forgotten it and chose to fall time and again, throwing tantrums repeatedly.

Su Ziceng didn’t know how Pello regarded Su Qingzhang. Perhaps because he was employed by the Wen family, he did not have a fondness for Su Qingzhang. She wouldn’t tell Pello that the person who ran away with Ye Taina was none other than Su Qingzhang.

But it was in the conversation just now that Su Ziceng realized something she had overlooked. The reason why she chose to come to Bianjing City alone was because only by leaving Mo City could she truly become independent.

"Well said." Pello laughed, relieved; unexpectedly, it was Su Ziceng who understood him best in this world, not the blood-thirsty Shang Yin or his benefactor Wen Maixue, but the daughter of his "enemy." Su Ziceng thought he never knew, but in fact, he had long been aware.

People with different concerns now laughed heartily together, in the upscale coffee house, where warmth and chill intersected, they even laughed until tears formed without realizing it.

Perhaps everyone underestimated Su Ziceng. She was a reckless and luxurious rich girl who didn’t understand world affairs, not even the basic ways of the human world. Yet her words had struck right through to Pello’s heart.

In this warm winter day, the two raised their coffee cups, substituting coffee for wine, and drank the last cup of the old year, "Here’s to the new year, may we both start new journeys."

At midnight, the snow in the sky stopped. Someone outside the hotel started a loud firecracker, rumbling as if the sky was going to collapse. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)