Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 650 - 279: You Can’t Marry Him (2)

"Yishao," Su Ziceng sighed ever so slightly, feeling the caution and care in the man’s words as he spoke, "I know it all." This man, who had once treated her cruelly, was also the one who rescued her from dire straits. She would try hard to give him the happiness he desired.

"Tell me, you love me too," Hang Yishao sat up straighter, his eyes inquisitive as they searched for something in Su Ziceng’s gaze.

The vehicle was still smoothly traveling along the road, and nothing unexpected had occurred. Hang Yishao’s anticipation of an unlikely interruption from Pello was dissipated.

"Tell me," Hang Yishao capriciously pulled Su Ziceng closer, his lips touching hers, leaving a moist trail as his tongue grazed her lips.

"Yishao," Su Ziceng forced herself not to dodge his affectionate advances. Hang Yishao’s tongue parted her lips, and his hand ventured up the hem of her wedding dress. He had refrained for so long; he was a normal man, and every time he thought of Su Ziceng’s intimate acts with Pello, jealousy grew wildly in his heart.

The intrusive tip of his tongue lingered in Su Ziceng’s mouth, Hang Yishao feeling her slight resistance but not yielding. Today, he could no longer care about so much.

Hang Yishao was never a gentleman, just look at what that self-professed gentleman, Pello, had done to his Ziceng.

The wedding dress was neatly rearranged, Hang Yishao released Su Ziceng, took out a lipstick from her handbag to touch up her makeup, then sat aside, still firmly holding Su Ziceng’s hand.

After their recent activity, both of their palms were fiery hot.

The car stopped, the driver in front let out a sigh of relief, as the "Destiny" named Su Hang Catamaran appeared up ahead.

The huge seagull-white vessel was decorated with ribbons and banners for the wedding. Starting from the beach, a red carpet over ten meters wide stretched all the way to the ship.

Hang Yishao got out of the car, opened the door for Su Ziceng, and as soon as she stepped out, she saw the beach was already crowded. Sister Mu and others who had previously stayed in the apartment had miraculously appeared there.

Their hands were clasped by Hang Yishao again, and amidst the cheer of the crowd, Hang Yishao leaned down to kiss Su Ziceng. On the beach, there was no cover to hide under; he kissed her long enough for any onlooker from all around to clearly see the true affection between the bride and groom.

There was still an hour before the wedding ceremony officially started, and Su Ziceng was taken to the "bride’s room" arranged by Hang Yishao’an. In the spacious and bright cabin, through the perfectly-sized windows, one could see the waves dancing rhythmically beneath the sunshine.

Lin Ying checked Su Ziceng’s makeup, confirming there were no major issues. Sister Mu, noticing Su Ziceng’s silent demeanor, considerately said, "Rest for a while; we’ll go out and check on things."

Outside the cabin was a bustling noise; seated on the catamaran, it was very stable, with no discomfort of being at sea. The only instability was in her heart.

Yishao’s earlier reaction and the driver’s peculiar behavior—Su Ziceng kept them all in mind. He was on guard; he was guarding against Pello.

On the night of the wedding dress fitting, remembering how easily Pello had let go, Su Ziceng felt a sense of dejection. She felt guilty for her thoughts, as she was about to marry; she should not have such inappropriate feelings at this time.

When Hang Yishao asked her if she loved him, Su Ziceng didn’t have the courage to tell him the truth. She could say that she had married him long ago, but could she say that she still loved him the same as before?

The reason she chose to marry Hang Yishao was partly moved by his love and partly because, if there was any other man in the world besides Pello who could walk with her through life, it would definitely be Hang Yishao.

"I should bury that improper affair under the clear blue sky and sea, and then return to being the original Su Ziceng," she muttered to herself, walking to the window to gaze at the sea that seemed just within reach.

When she opened the window, a seabird gliding elegantly against the wind perched on an exposed seaweed.

No matter how stormy the ocean was, it was always destined to return to calmness one day, and this, Su Ziceng had always understood. Just like in these past years, as her life went through ups and downs like the Su Family, her love also experienced great sorrow and joy, in the end, she still ended up on the beaches of Mo City.

Hang Yishao named this catamaran "Su Hang Catamaran" as Destiny, to signify that his and Su Ziceng’s fates would be forever entwined.

Time ticked away second by second, outside everything was still serene, without the slightest hint of being disturbed by any commotion.

The waiters at the banquet, and all the guests attending the wedding, were all immersed under the sea and sky, reveling in the celebratory atmosphere of the wedding of this widely-praised perfect couple.

The wind had also ceased, and the sea was no longer bustling with waves; Su Ziceng withdrew her gaze, disappointed. In the sky, there were only clouds, on the ocean, only ripples. What was she disappointed about? In order not to invite Pello, she hadn’t even had the courage to send out the invitation; the wedding was still ongoing, everything was so unfamiliar yet familiar.

"You cannot marry Hang Yishao," as the cabin door was pulled open, a panting voice burst in, and everyone turned to look.

Su Ziceng’s heart skipped a beat.(To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)