Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 550 - 222: A Long-Awaited Date
The recent updates have been a bit less because I made some revisions to the text, and also because Fu Zi was on a business trip from the 20th to the 25th, causing my thoughts to be somewhat chaotic, I’m very sorry.
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Su Ziceng received a call from Hang Yishao in the evening.
"How have you been recently?"
Su Ziceng thought for a moment, then looked at her hand holding the phone, seeming thinner, "I’ve lost weight."
"Can’t eat?"
"Sister Mu only lets me eat porridge, just plain water porridge." Su Ziceng complained bitterly.
"How about getting out for a walk?"
Hang Yishao wanted to mock her a bit, but after seeing that hospital report, he couldn’t bring himself to laugh.
"...Okay." Su Ziceng replied quite crisply.
At least, she doesn’t reject seeing me, Hang Yishao thought, as he hung up the phone.
When Hang Yishao saw Su Ziceng again, her complexion looked poor under the sunset’s glow, making her seem somewhat ethereal.
Hang Yishao unconsciously took a few steps closer, only calming down when he felt the warmth emanating from her body.
He reached out his hand, intending to touch her cheek, but mid-way, he ruffled her hair instead.
Su Ziceng had a new hairstyle, the previously neat bangs parted, revealing a smooth forehead, and her long hair trimmed to medium length, just reaching her chin with the ends touching her cheeks, making her face appear smaller.
"The new hairstyle looks good," Hang Yishao started conversationally, his hand touching Su Ziceng’s hair, which was soft like a baby’s down, soothing, able to soften anyone’s heart.
Seeing her, Hang Yishao hesitated, wondering if asking her out was too abrupt. After all, she hadn’t thought of him when she was at her lowest, but after feeling her hair, or accurately, her warmth, he decided to surrender.
This frustrating woman he thought of day and night. If Su Ziceng were a man, he would surely press her head under his arm harshly. But since she is a woman, and his beloved woman, he chose to hold her gently in his arms, caring for her tenderly.
Su Ziceng wasn’t wearing any makeup, only a bit of color from lip balm visible on her lips.
Hang Yishao took her out for seafood rice, and they both had great appetites - Su Ziceng because she had been eating plain porridge for too long and was craving something more, and Hang Yishao because having Su Ziceng sitting across from him made his appetite surprisingly good.
After eating, Hang Yishao said: "Ziceng, let me help you."
When accepting Hang Yishao’s date invitation, Su Ziceng knew he would make such an offer, but accepting a friend’s invitation didn’t necessarily mean she had to accept any further implications beyond that.
"Yishao, the last thing I need right now is sympathy," Su Ziceng ordered a cup of water and began sipping slowly.
"What if what I offer isn’t just sympathy?" Hang Yishao said, causing Su Ziceng to feel a choke-up sensation.
She couldn’t answer for a moment, unable to swallow or spit out the water, her brows furrowed tightly, thinking about changing the subject. She didn’t have the mood or confidence to accept Hang Yishao’s advances right now.
"Let’s not talk about this for now, in a few days, I’ll accompany you on a trip to Bianjing City to talk to the bank," Hang Yishao didn’t want to push too hard, nor take advantage of Su Ziceng’s current confusion to force her acceptance.
Eating must be done one bite at a time; he had to patiently wait.
Regarding Hang Yishao’s request, Su Ziceng found herself unable to outright refuse it; she currently needed help, especially facing the pressing bank lately, needing a guarantor to delay repayment.
So when Hang Yishao tentatively reached out his hand, she didn’t dodge. Surprise flickered in Hang Yishao’s eyes, his hand became bolder, holding Su Ziceng’s hands firmly within his. Her hands were a bit cold, but his gaze was fervent, making Ziceng feel quite uncomfortable.
By the time Hang Yishao dropped her off at "Admiration," Sister Mu was arguing with a "customer," alerted by the sound of a car pulling up outside.
Sister Mu and the "customer" had just ceased their heated argument, both faces curiously looking out.
Through the "Admiration" store window, Su Ziceng felt exceedingly embarrassed under the probing gaze of those familiar eyes.
"What’s with those looks?" Su Ziceng greeted Hang Yishao and walked in, glaring at Sister Mu and the unexpectedly visiting familiar customer, Lin Ying.
