Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 624 - 252: The Mysterious Flower Basket at the Opening Ceremony (Part 2)

"I don’t know what you’re talking about?" Wen Maixue was also shocked by the news, she turned her face away, wishing to end this unpleasant conversation quickly. Su Ziceng had become so aggressive, unlike her past self.

There was a commotion at the door as someone delivered ninety-nine pairs of flower baskets. The equally vibrant rose baskets, with their fiery red hue, bathed Espr’s storefront in festivity.

"That Hang Family kid really went all out this time," Hang Yishao had already informed Su Ziceng earlier that he had some important matters and couldn’t make it today, so he’s making up for this regret with flower baskets.

"Weird," Zhou Dagen hurried in, as the noise caused by the delivery of the ninety-nine pairs of flower baskets seemed to be spreading further, "Another ninety-nine pairs," Zhou Dagen, like everyone else, was dazzled by the endlessly transported and placed flower baskets at the entrance.

In total, one hundred and ninety-eight pairs of flower baskets with "Congratulations on the opening" added to the previously delivered congratulatory flower baskets and bouquets had completely swamped the entrance of Espr. More flowers than people, this situation left Su Ziceng unsure whether to cry or laugh.

Of those ninety-nine pairs, there was no doubt that they were sent by Hang Yishao, but who sent the remaining ninety-nine pairs? With such a generous gesture, the sender must have a special relationship with Espr.

"Am I still on time?" Qiu Zhi’s voice sounded plump as he parted the crowd and fought through the sea of flowers to finally find Su Ziceng.

"Fatty, you’ve really improved, knowing to launch a flower offensive," Sister Mu teased. The relationship between Qiu Zhi and Su Ziceng was that of lifelong platonic friends, with romance forever out of the question, so Sister Mu’s words were solely for jest.

Upon hearing this, Wen Maixue glanced at Qiu Zhi. Qiu Zhi, who had always been infatuated with her, when did his affections change? Although she didn’t like Qiu Zhi, this news still somewhat displeased Wen Maixue.

"I... Those flowers outside, you’ve misunderstood," Qiu Zhi fumbled a box out of his embrace, "I was going to give a present, but the gift is still here, those outside flowers, they’re neither edible nor useful, I rather give Ziceng some stocks."

Stocks again, Su Ziceng and Sister Mu couldn’t help laughing. The stock god in the making was starting to look quite impressive.

"I want to see what kind of gift is more pleasing to a woman than flowers," Sister Mu snatched the jewelry box from Qiu Zhi’s hand and opened it.

In the small jewelry box, against the simple white satin, lay a delicate green cufflink.

Green Love? Su Ziceng couldn’t believe that Qiu Zhi would give such an extravagant gift. Needless to say, this piece of Green Love was a thousand times more valuable than the roses outside.

"Fatty, I can’t accept this," Su Ziceng rejected Qiu Zhi’s gift, and upon hearing this, Sister Mu threw the jewelry box back into Qiu Zhi’s embrace, "Kid, you’re not sincere enough; at least if you’re giving a woman a gift, it should be like that. What’s the point of a single cufflink?"

Sister Mu pointed out the moss green brooch pinned on Wen Maixue’s chest, which Su Ziceng had not noticed before. It was only after Sister Mu’s reminder that she finally paid attention to the brooch.

A slight numbness spread in her chest, as if pricked by a needle, the brooch that gleamed with a stunning green light made Su Ziceng’s breathing halt for a moment. The sounds of conversation from the people around her disappeared.

Qiu Zhi kept saying, "Hey, I thought it would be better to keep the cufflink as it is, had I known, I would have remade it into a brooch."

"Fatty, I can’t claim Green Love, not because it’s a cufflink, but because it shouldn’t belong to me," Su Ziceng’s voice lowered, and the sparkle in her eyes faded, as if the Su Ziceng who had just been arguing with Wen Maixue had suddenly left her.

The brooch was supposed to be Green Love, which Pello had sent out long ago. From the very beginning, Wen Maixue had been his chosen partner. This brooch was sincerely given by Pello, whereas her Red Love had been coveted, thankfully she had already returned everything back.

That evening, when she was with Pello, she didn’t know whether to feel happy or angry, she kept her eyes shut to prevent Pello from seeing the fragility deeply hidden in her eyes. She was also afraid to look into Pello’s eyes, those eyes that made her drown in them.

"Ziceng," Qiu Zhi ignored the public gaze and took Su Ziceng’s hand, "do you remember, what I told you about the Diamond Language of Green Love, ’independence.’ The diamond on this cufflink doesn’t belong to anyone; it only belongs to the one who needs it. I have become independent, and now that I give it to you, I hope that with the blessing of the diamond, you too can stand up completely."

Qiu Zhi’s trip back home was to settle all the Qiu Family’s domestic business affairs, as he had already settled down in the United States, and soon he would take Mrs. Qiu Senior and his mother abroad with him.

"This is just a blessing I’m giving you, because I might have broken the promise I made initially. I’ve spent all my money to buy the stocks of Berkshire Hathaway, do you still remember our agreement on the plane? I hope you can give me some more time," Qiu Zhi remembered every joking word Su Ziceng had said back then.

"Fatty!" Su Ziceng was startled by the name mentioned in Qiu Zhi’s words, "You bought, you bought ’God of Stocks’..."

"Not yet, but with my mentor saying so, I have the potential," Qiu Zhi said a bit embarrassed, as he obstinately bought a large amount of stock in that steel company.

"I don’t want this cufflink, as long as you remember our original agreement, and you will understand once you meet Alan Buffett, the man behind Berkshire Hathaway," if it weren’t for the approaching opening time at nine o’clock, she was worried she might scream out in excitement.

Originally, Su Ziceng thought she was merely partnered with the "Small God of Stocks" from Z country, little did she expect that the "Small God of Stocks" would actually become a disciple of the real "God of Stocks."

The drama was just beginning, and Su Ziceng could already see a bright future waving to her. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)(To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)