CHAPTER 463: CHAPTER 193: HANG YISHAO’S DEATH

If Su Ziceng could have immediately refused, at least Pello, who was watching from a distance, would have felt better in his heart, but she did not. She merely covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes, dimming even the night stars, filled with disbelief.

Thinking of the dryness under her body last night, and her furrowed brows, Pello’s hand that was holding the gun started to tremble. He had been taught at the age of fourteen that there should be no trembling when holding a gun, for when holding a gun, the person and the gun are one. Any trembling means that the person holding the gun is disturbed, and this disturbance can give your prey the opportunity to exploit.

But the two unsuspecting prey, at this moment, were still immersed in each other’s complex thoughts.

Hang Yishao’s proposal really took Su Ziceng by surprise. And the appearance of Yellow Love also caused her to lose her focus momentarily.

Before her rebirth, Hang Yishao’s proposal had no romance at all; it was only after persistent requests from Hang’s father and mother that he impatiently proposed at the Su Family. That proposal carried a heavy sense of obedience to the elders, and the words of the mediators.

This overdue proposal left Su Ziceng speechless. She felt as if all the energy was drained from her body; she opened her mouth but couldn’t make a sound. She didn’t even have the strength to reach out and push Hang Yishao away.

Her silence made the two men not far apart both wait intently.

"Yishao, I’m sorry," Su Ziceng slowly pushed Hang Yishao away.

Pello felt relieved, while Hang Yishao stood there in amazement, watching Su Ziceng who was softly apologizing.

He had known her for over twenty years, and this was the first time she had refused him.

Fei Qing once asked him if he had ever been wronged by a woman, and the then proud Hang Yishao said: No, and there never will be.

It turned out it wasn’t that there weren’t any, it was just not the time yet. This time, he suffered a lot because of Su Ziceng.

"Is it because of that Pello?" Hang Yishao felt that the brightness held by Yellow Love in his hand no longer dazzled, and the soft expression suddenly appearing on Su Ziceng’s face, made the brilliance of Yellow Love less striking. His heart filled with jealousy and disappointment intertwined, Diamond had grown cold.

She nodded, the motion was small but resolute. Pello’s hand no longer trembled, and he lowered his gun slightly.

"You don’t even understand him," Hang Yishao raised his hips, letting go of Su Ziceng. She finally freed herself from his embrace.

"Sometimes loving someone doesn’t require too much understanding," Su Ziceng’s eyes held a sense of tranquility. This was something she discovered from her relationship with Hang Yishao.

She understood everything about Hang Yishao, from his birth until the moment she died, his tastes, the women he liked, everything about him. Understanding too much about the person she loved, she ended up losing herself, and in the end, became a dry and dead dodder.

"Even if you find out eventually that he is not as perfect as you think, will you still love him?" In Hang Yishao’s mind, that man clad in the angel’s cloak was a devil; he must have an ulterior motive for approaching Su Ziceng.

"I trust him," Su Ziceng couldn’t find a reason not to trust Pello, they had experienced life and death together, he was tolerant of everything about her, even understanding her sudden departure during his birthday.

"Ziceng..." Hang Yishao spoke with his head bowed down, he had been utterly defeated, the saddest part was, he didn’t even know why or when he had lost, "but what should I do?" Between his fingers, the Yellow Love that was supposed to be sweet, now became the greatest irony to him.

Su Ziceng shifted her legs, looking at that greatly disheartened grown man, she steadied his neck with both hands, and softly said: "You are an excellent man, there will be many others who will love you instead of me." Maybe Bai Sisi, or someone else, Hang Yishao’s life won’t lack love, as long as he holds the ability to love.

"Are you punishing me? Or are you still mad at me?" Hang Yishao wanted to argue another round.

"Yishao," Su Ziceng furrowed her brows again, not wanting him to continue being unreasonable.

Once everything is said and done, things are better. Su Ziceng sighed softly in her heart. Ending a relationship was harder than she imagined.

"Alright," Hang Yishao suddenly calmed down, a smile of compromise on his lips, "Ziceng, I bought this necklace to give to you, I don’t plan to give it to anyone else, let me put it on you, okay?"