Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 529 - 216: Missing

After rushing back to Mo City, Su Ziceng first visited the Su Family, which, from the outside, still looked like the breathtaking Su Mansion. Through the iron railings, the vitality of plants in the courtyard was apparent, and the sunlight filtering through the trees illuminated the front door of the mansion, making it appear as if nothing had changed from the past.

Only the court’s seal, posted on the European-style iron gate, reminded the occasional passersby that the Su Family had fallen.

Bankruptcy requires a series of procedures, and Su Qingzhang should have been summoned by the court and attended the asset inventory. Due to his disappearance, the bankruptcy procedure had to be temporarily suspended.

Now, both the court and the Su Family’s people were looking for Su Qingzhang, the employees who hadn’t received their salaries, the customers whose payments weren’t made, and various other expenses were all waiting for Su Qingzhang to resolve.

"Looking at it this way, Su Qingzhang driving you out was actually for your good," Sister Mu comforted Su Ziceng after she returned from the Su Family.

After severing the father-daughter relationship, Su Ziceng completely disconnected from the Su Family. The money and jewelry she had were enough to provide for her for a lifetime. She was also not subject to the constraints of bankruptcy. Su Qingzhang’s planning must have been done when he was lucid.

"Sister Mu," Su Ziceng murmured, "the more he does this to me, the more I feel guilty." Whether it was before or after her rebirth, Su Ziceng had never truly cared for Su Qingzhang.

In her memory, that was how Su Qingzhang treated her. There was no excessive love, and even the father-daughter affection was faint. She had thought that it would be the same in this lifetime.

"Now, everyone in the city is looking for Su Qingzhang, think about it, where could he have gone?" Su Qingzhang, being disabled, couldn’t have left Mo City; he must still be in Mo City.

"What would it change if we find him? Since he had the heart to cut ties with me, it means he already..." Su Ziceng was going to say that Su Qingzhang didn’t want her to find him, and even if she did, it wouldn’t make any difference.

Without the Su Family, without family or friends, Su Qingzhang was even cutting off the few blood relations he had left in the world, what does that mean...

Su Ziceng suddenly empathized with how Su Qingzhang must have felt when he left the Su Family, even though at that time she was not by his side, yet at this moment she too felt his despair. Unrelated to time or space, it was a resonance of despair they both experienced at times of despair, a resonance of death.

"Sister Mu," Su Ziceng grabbed Sister Mu’s hand, seeking strength from others to dispel this terrifying thought, "He... he wants to die."

Sister Mu came to the same realization; after breaking her leg and losing her lover, Wen Zimu once thought about suicide. But when she was about to write a suicide note, the sharpened pencil in hand instead birthed her first artwork.

"Where could he have gone?" Su Ziceng released Sister Mu’s hand.

Yan Wuxu’s confidence was completely gone, and she and Pello went to the last possible place, the former Qiao Family residence, now the Municipal Library located in Zone 1.

At the evergreen vine-covered Municipal Library, Yan Wuxu anxiously asked the librarian if in the past few days they had seen a man in a wheelchair.

The librarian recalled, "There was a man, his legs were not very cooperative, and he was unaccompanied. He just sat in that corner, apparently looking at the evergreen vines."

The corner was near a window where a few lively evergreen vines peeked in.

"He really did come here," Yan Wuxu finally revived in spirits. She and Pello had been to Qiao Chu’s grave and Shengshi Huasha, all the places, potential places, until they finally came here and managed to gather some clues.

"Has he come back today?" Pello looked around; the library, full of shelves of books, showed no other trace of people.

"No, that man mostly comes in the afternoon," after saying this, the librarian went back to arranging books.

Pello and Yan Wuxu, showing patience, waited a little longer.

Simultaneously, Su Ziceng was also searching in various places. The places Yan Wuxu could think of, she had visited them all, and finally she also thought of the old Qiao Family residence. Her car was en route to the Municipal Library when they were about to enter Zone 1, Su Ziceng’s gaze inadvertently fell on the distant mountains where their contours stirred.