CHAPTER 487: CHAPTER 201: REUNION WITH AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE

This time, Su Ziceng wasn’t foolish enough to directly confront Fei Qing or Yan Wuxu, the two parties involved.

At Mrs. Yan’s home in the Fourth District, no sign of Yan Wuxu staying there was found. In the weeks since Su Qingzhang had been hospitalized, Yan Wuxu had only been visiting once a week; she claimed it was because the baby caught a cold and needed personal care.

However, this seemingly competent mother was not at Mrs. Yan’s home, not even Mrs. Yan knew where she had gone.

"Auntie," Su Ziceng looked at the serene Mrs. Yan, who daily recited Buddhist prayers, and inquired: "May I ask where you had the baby fostered initially?"

The baby’s death certificate, along with the small coffin that had never been opened - Su Ziceng knew there were some things that should not be measured by sight.

Upon Su Ziceng’s questions about her unfortunate grandchild, a sweep of pain crossed Mrs. Yan’s face. Su Ziceng knew that even if Yan Wuxu was really scheming something, Mrs. Yan was not in the know.

"It was in a rural area near the neighboring county town," Mrs. Yan divulged a personal and a place name, and after speaking, she focused on her scripture chanting again, in that small chanting room lay a little spirit tablet, for the sake of that poor infant born with incomplete limbs.

Su Ziceng immediately had Secretary Wang drive to that mountain village, and if all went well, Secretary Wang would find the child, and bring back a strand of the baby’s hair as well.

When Hang Yishao heard someone was coming to visit him, he subconsciously checked his schedule; he was now the general manager of the Hang Family, and every moment of his day was fully booked.

A full schedule could prevent him from wandering off, and could also numb the pain of his love.

All today’s schedules were fully booked; he had no spare time to meet any unarranged casual visitor.

"Tell them I am not available today," Hang Yishao had just informed the secretary when he heard a gasp outside the door.

"Miss, you can’t go in," the secretary’s voice hardly reached the office door when a figure had already darted into Hang Yishao’s office.

The sun-reddened cheeks, eyes burning with anger, a body emanating heat - this was the Su Ziceng he knew.

While Hang Yishao was still admiring the beauty he hadn’t seen in many days, the secretary was frantic enough to call for security.

"Yishao," Su Ziceng’s calling made Hang Yishao smile.

He unconsciously touched his chin, "Go out; this lady is my..."

The words halted there; neither Su Ziceng nor Hang Yishao knew how to define their relationship now.

Such an encounter was not what Hang Yishao wished for. Between a man and a woman, if they cannot be lovers, can they still be friends? Hang Yishao believed he could not.

"I am a friend of your manager," Su Ziceng took over the conversation, also feeling a bit awkward.

Hang Yishao’s gaze lingered on her face, filled with contemplation and seemingly pain as well. In their hearts, both let out a soft sigh, ultimately, they still missed each other.

Su Ziceng knew that after her rebirth, she habitually thought she should still love Hang Yishao, her former self was even obsessive.

She had always been living in that illusion, indulging in the love habits accumulated over decades. If it weren’t for Pello’s unexpected appearance, she would eventually have reverted back to being the Su Ziceng - a pitiful woman with a pale, twisted heart, longing for love.

"I am very sorry about what happened with the Su Family," Hang Yishao clasped his ten fingers, his hands forming fists, resting them on the desk. Although he knew he had no need to apologize to Su Ziceng, upon seeing her sun-tanned and slimmed face, he couldn’t help but speak out.

Privately, he had grown accustomed to treating Su Ziceng as his accessory; whether she was laughing or cursing, it should have been under his influence. This included everything that should have belonged to him, like the Su Family, it was all the same.

Yet, Su Ziceng had rejected his marriage proposal, effectively severing all ties between the Su and Hang families. Hang Yishao had always thought that the linkage between the two families lay in their wealth. It was not until that night that he realized it was Su Ziceng who connected the Su and Hang families.

"You don’t need to apologize, the Hang Family’s current state of detachment is actually good," Su Ziceng knew Hang Yishao’s apology was sincere, and she didn’t want him to have a difficult time.