Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 623 - 252: The Mysterious Flower Basket at the Opening Ceremony
Thank you for the pink from Ranyu and Ta Xin, and thanks again to Ta Xin for patiently sticking around, allowing Fu Zi to find some bugs. There will be another update at two this afternoon, one extra update with every five likes, delivered~
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The morning sunshine illuminated the grand entrance of Espr, as today marks the official opening day of business for Espr.
Apart from Lin Ying and Jim who flew to Bianjing City to host the opening event of the exclusive dealership there, the Espr Mo City store had already gathered quite a crowd.
Most of these people were familiar faces of Su Ziceng, including former employees of Su Family and staff from Wine Shop, all eagerly awaiting the ribbon-cutting moment at nine in the morning.
Several golden scissors were placed on a red tray, and Su Ziceng checked the arrangement of everything inside the store. Compared to Zara’s darker layout, Espr’s decor looked simpler and brighter, and the store was filled with upbeat music.
"Is everything really problem-free?" Sister Mu still remembered the sparse attendance at Admiration’s first business day and she did not want Espr’s opening to face a similar scene.
"No problems, we have completed all preparations," Su Ziceng made a ’V’ gesture.
"There don’t seem to be many people," Sister Mu couldn’t help but critique, even Hang Yishao hadn’t come today. It would be expected of him to bring employees from Hang Family to support the event.
"That’s enough," Su Ziceng, looking through the crowd, saw quite a few unfamiliar faces; not old acquaintances means there are people coming for support, indicating that Espr has already gained some popularity.
"Congratulations, Miss Su," the unexpected arrival of guests caught both Su Ziceng and Sister Mu off guard.
Wen Maixue wasn’t accompanied by Pello, but had come assisting Old Master Wen.
Sister Mu stepped back a few paces as it had been a long time since she had direct contact with someone from the Wen Family. Her retreating step was tripped by Su Ziceng.
"Sister Mu, let’s go up and greet Old Master Wen and Miss Wen, who took time from their busy schedule to come here," Su Ziceng held Sister Mu’s hand, feeling it soaking with sweat; Sister Mu could be so vulnerable too.
"Do you still remember the first time you stepped on stage? He is watching over you from heaven," Su Ziceng stretched out a finger and wrote "He" on the palm of Sister Mu’s hand.
A Wen Zimu who no longer fears the gaze of the Wen Family is truly a Wen Zimu who stands tall.
"Grandpa," Su Ziceng’s voice, crisp and loud, surprised both Old Master Wen and Wen Maixue," I’m greeting you on behalf of Sister Mu, as you know, she has some difficulty with her leg," Su Ziceng pointed towards Sister Mu’s leg, staring down Wen Maixue. There was still a score to settle between her and Wen Maixue.
Following Su Ziceng’s direction, both Old Master Wen and Wen Maixue looked towards Sister Mu’s leg, which she would have normally dodged in the past; the warmth of her palm still lingered, he is watching over her from heaven. "Welcome," Sister Mu couldn’t reconcile immediately, but she could try to be friendlier.
"Little Mu," Old Master Wen, seeing Sister Mu walk towards him like a normal person, was muttering under his breath. Wen Zimu was his most cherished granddaughter, they might have had some misunderstandings, but after so many years, resentment fades while the blood relation remains unerasable.
While Old Master Wen was engaging with Sister Mu, asking after her well-being, Su Ziceng approached Wen Maixue, the two exchanged glances. For the first time, Wen Maixue looked at Su Ziceng intently, someone she had never looked directly at before.
Ever since appearing on the cover of VOGUE, she seemed different. Her eyes kinder and her gaze firmer, just her stare made Wen Maixue feel utterly transparent.
"Miss Wen, I remember you owe me an explanation," Su Ziceng was referring to the financial matter involving Qiao Zhi’an.
"Please call me Mrs. Wei Zhi," Wen Maixue, not one to easily concede, although intimidated by Su Ziceng’s gaze, had to regain some ground.
"If calling you Mrs. Wei Zhi helps retrieve the assets my uncle left at your place, I wouldn’t mind addressing you so," Su Ziceng remained unmoved by her provocation and went straight to the point. She wants to reclaim everything that belongs to the Qiao Family, especially not letting it fall cheaply into the hands of Wen Maixue.
"I’ve already said, there’s no such thing," Wen Maixue argued irritably.
"My uncle died in the United States, you killed him," Su Ziceng said harshly, had Wen Maixue not forcefully sent him to America, he wouldn’t have ended his days in a foreign land in depression.
