Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 652 - 272: The Collapse of Everything (Part 2)

"Miss," the secretary still wanted to persuade Wen Maixue, "we need to discuss this matter further with Old Master Wen, or perhaps we should contact Mr. Perro."

Wen Maixue picked up the phone, "Get out, I don’t believe that without you, I can’t do anything."

Right after the secretary walked out of the office and was about to inform Old Master Wen, suddenly there was a shaking underfoot, and the sound of cracking and splitting came from between the floors.

The employees of Wen Family who were working in the office all looked up as the ceiling and desks began to shake.

Earthquake? Mo City was not located on an earthquake belt, and rarely experienced earthquakes. The way the floors shook didn’t seem like it was caused by an earthquake.

"The ceiling is going to collapse," screams and cries for help echoed throughout "Golden Coast." Everyone rushed towards the emergency exits, desperately pushing forward, the office furniture moving, and water glasses continually falling off the tables.

The power to the elevators was urgently cut, and at the stairway entrance, people jostled and squeezed down, cries of pain from being stepped on and kicked reverberated through the corridors.

The shaking of the building continued, and this skyscraper, which had been recklessly raised higher, chose this day to collapse. Inside the swaying building, those escaping didn’t notice that in an office, a fallen soul was still racking her brain, plotting how to doom another woman to death.

"I could pay someone, or maybe even run over Su Ziceng with a car, after all, I’ve already killed someone before," continued Wen Maixue, her office located on the 70th floor of "Golden Coast."

The building was originally meant to be built up to 70 floors, but it was suddenly raised to 100 floors, and the foundation could not sustain the weight of a 100-floor building for long. The floors above the 71st collapsed downward, compressing the lower levels. As Wen Maixue continued her scheming, the glass behind her was squeezed by the pressure and shattered, bursting onto her like crystallized snow.

Like being suddenly splashed with scalding hot water, Wen Maixue screamed, she came to her senses and felt the excessive silence between the buildings and the deformed roof overhead.

Her face felt a stinging pain, and when Wen Maixue touched it with her hand, blood and shards of glass made her mind reel.

"Ah!!!" A cry of despair echoed as Wen Maixue, trapped in her office, no longer had the strength to walk, and with the shaking building, and her face...

A quarter-hour earlier, Su Ziceng had pressed the elevator button to go down. The poorly ventilated corridor was filled with the smell of fresh paint.

She walked a few steps and saw a room not far away with a light on.

Hang Yishao’s voice: "I’ve been waiting for you to come." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Su Ziceng was startled, could Yishao have known that she would come back for him? She quickened her pace and, upon reaching the doorway, the figure standing ahead made her breathing uneven.

How could Pello be here, that person with his back to him, the face unclear, must be Pello. Su Ziceng thought about turning around and leaving, she now lacked the courage to face both Pello and Hang Yishao at once. It was already hard enough to clarify the truth with one person.

"Hang Yishao, I really underestimated you," Pello’s deep voice carried an indistinct touch of anger. Su Ziceng could imagine Pello’s expression at this moment, recalling the assured tone of a waiter earlier, and this "Groom’s Waiting Room," set at the bottom of the ship, hard for others to discover.

Had Pello really come looking for her? And Yishao had already anticipated his arrival, hence deliberately had the room switched.

The tone between the two men was a bit off, Su Ziceng paused her turning movement. They shouldn’t be arguing over her, a woman who could only live for another year.

"You two listen," Su Ziceng quickly walked into the room, intentionally raising her voice to catch their attention, "I’m not marrying anyone."

The appearance ofAppHelper of Su Ziceng dressed down from her wedding gown, immediately changed the expressions on Hang Yishao and Pello’s faces.

The pleased expression on Hang Yishao’s face instantly darkened. He looked at Su Ziceng, the gun in his hand not lowered. Why was Ziceng here, and why wasn’t she wearing a wedding dress? She should be staying at the top floor, waiting for him to personally hold her hand and receive everyone’s blessings.

Like anyone else who had a gun pointed at their head, when Hang Yishao pulled out the gun, Pello immediately became alert. In the cramped ship cabin, it was hard to dodge bullets. Considering there would be security checks on the cruise ship today, he hadn’t brought a handgun with him.

But when he heard Su Ziceng’s pleasant voice behind him, the layer of gloom in his heart, like seeing sunlight, immediately dispersed. He called out emotionally: "Ziceng."

Now it was Su Da and the old business matter’s turn to be in a dilemma, what scene had she just witnessed. Hang Yishao was irritated, and in his hand, he raised, was a gun. The muzzle was now pointing at Pello.

These two men, this was not an ordinary negotiation, but a deadly game. TV dramas and novels have repeatedly verified one truth, at such times, the appearance of a woman often does not help to ease the atmosphere. She really shouldn’t have turned around and come back.

"Ziceng, go back to the top floor, the wedding is about to start," Hang Yishao looked at the clock on the wall, it was only a quarter to nine. On a nearby sofa and coffee table, there was a suit exactly like the one Hang Yishao was wearing. He had already prepared everything, just waiting for Pello’s appearance to exact a bloody price.

A white suit, if stained with blood, what kind of scene would that be.

All three people present understood, this suit was not just on display for show.(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote the recommendation ticket, monthly ticket, your support is my greatest motivation.)