Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 606 - 243: The Slap (Part 3)
Melin fundamentally isn’t a bad woman, and she’s never really been intimate with him. Now terrified by these words, the man panicked and ran out on the spot, disregarding the warnings from the talent agency.
With the little money she had left, she bought a plane ticket. As soon as she arrived at Mo City Airport, she burst into tears and dialed Pello’s number while crying.
"Luo, please come save me," Melin still harbored hopes that the man who had once taken her to the heavens would save her again, just like last time. As long as Luo was willing to help, she would definitely be obedient from now on, wouldn’t fuss over ZARA’s clothing, wouldn’t talk back to Wen Maixue, and would strive to get along with other staff members—as long as Luo would help her.
"I’m sorry, Melin, our partnership is over," Pello refused her without hesitation, devoid of any emotion. According to Pello’s plans, his partnership with Melin would have lasted longer, but this time Su Ziceng and the others reacted earlier than he expected, so his relationship with Melin also came to an early end.
"Luo, why are you treating me like this? Could it really be, as Wen Maixue said, because I’m Su Ziceng’s cousin, that you have to be so cruel to me? I love you, Luo." Melin cried her heart out. She was still just a young girl, who should have been receiving her parents’ love and the admiration of her peers at this time. But her father had abandoned her, and her mother couldn’t provide everything she wanted, so when she met a remarkable man like Pello, she fell for him wholeheartedly.
"Yes," Pello’s affirmation left Melin’s brain completely blank.
"Why involve me in your feud with Su Ziceng?" Melin questioned, still unwilling to give up. All of this, just for that Su Ziceng, who looks harmless but is the most venomous. She should have reminded herself sooner, not waited until today to discover all this.
"Melin, do you understand love?" Pello was disdainful of the love Melin professed. He and Su Ziceng had even experienced life and death together, but in the end, they couldn’t be together. Melin, who had a fleeting encounter with him, was naive to talk about love. "If you want to know, go ask Su Ziceng. Tell her my decision hasn’t changed, and she should make her choice sooner."
In a fury, Melin threw her phone onto the ground. She would certainly go find Su Ziceng, the woman who had brought her from the United States into an abyss.
Seething with anger, Melin returned home. Having heard of her return from Japan, Su Ziceng also rushed over and was sitting in the living room, chatting with Qiao Zhizhi. The preparations for Espr were entering the final stage, and with some free time on her hands, she wanted to discuss with Qiao Zhizhi about settling Uncle Qiao Zhi’an’s ashes.
"Su Ziceng," as soon as Melin saw Su Ziceng, she pounced on her, pinching and twisting at her. Caught off guard, Su Ziceng was pressed down firmly, feeling a sudden pain in her arms and face. Qiao Zhizhi, seeing her daughter behaving like a madwoman, quickly pulled her off of Ziceng.
"It’s all because of you, you shameless woman! You couldn’t seduce Pello and you ruined my relationship with him as well," Melin tried to push away Qiao Zhizhi. All she wanted now was to tear Su Ziceng into pieces and swallow her.
With a slap, Melin covered her face in disbelief, looking at Qiao Zhizhi. Qiao Zhizhi’s slaps fell like raindrops; she wished she could kill Melin, cursing while hitting her, "I’ll beat you, you disgraceful thing. We Qiao Family have no daughter like you. I, Qiao Zhizhi, have no shameless daughter like you."
Melin forgot to resist, as her face and body were marked with red welts from Qiao Zhizhi’s fingers. It was the first time her mother hit her.
"Aunt!" Su Ziceng also reacted, pulling Melin away to dodge. Qiao Zhizhi, exhausted from the beating, collapsed on the sofa and burst into uncontrollable sobs.
Melin stood aside, not daring to make a sound, her face still burning. She couldn’t believe she had angered her mother so much. Even when her father suddenly disappeared, she had never seen her mother cry.
"Mom!" Melin knelt in front of Qiao Zhizhi, crying, "Let’s go back to the United States. I don’t want to stay here anymore; I’d rather go back to the United States and start over. I can’t stay in Mo City anymore."
The mother and daughter embraced each other, and Su Ziceng, watching from the side, couldn’t help but tear up. At this moment, she envied Melin. She was young, could start over after making a mistake, and had her mother to discipline her.
After calming down, Su Ziceng told Melin about her relationship with Pello. After hearing it, Melin looked at Su Ziceng with complicated emotions.
Having shared everything, Su Ziceng seemed to have taken a deep breath. Melin couldn’t imagine that her cousin, who seemed gentle and non-confrontational, had gone through such a thrilling romance with Pello.
They must have been in love, right? Melin thought silently. No wonder Pello scoffed at her confession; compared to Su Ziceng, her love seemed very fragile.
"After the ashes of Brother Zhi’an are properly settled, we will go back to the United States," Qiao Zhizhi, listening beside them, also sighed with emotion, deciding that young people’s affairs are best handled by themselves.
"Before that, I still want to inquire with Father," Su Qingzhang’s approval was needed to inter Qiao Zhi’an’s ashes next to Qiao Chu’s grave. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
