Chapter 169
Su Zizeng's hands were very small, like the tips of newborn bamboo shoots, while Perot's hands were very large, and the two hands in sharp contrast met together, surprisingly harmonious.

She was comforting him. Neither of them spoke at that time, but there seemed to be a tacit understanding, and neither of them moved away.

"You still have relatives," Su Zi once murmured. If she were Perot, she would choose to do the same. Instead of living in pain, it is better to die in relief.

"My family?" Perot's eyes and tone became cold, "If you're talking about my uncle."

If everything is normal, Perrault should be in France now. The earl is hereditary, and his son inherited his father's business. With his current intelligence, he can manage the Musen family's property in an orderly manner, and he will never Employed by Kelly Women's School as an idle lecturer.

"One month after my father died, my uncle saw me hiding in the room every day, and advised me to go out and relax," Perrault continued his unfinished story.

In the Alps in January, the snow is thicker than the current border city, and the continuous mountains are like dancing white pythons.Every year, European nobles would go hunting in the mountains according to the old custom, relying on a few snow jeeps and some privately hidden firearms.Perot had been on one of those hunts while Mussen was still alive.

"Uncle suggested that I should be more like a man, so at that time, we did not take a special jeep, but led by a hunter in the mountain, and walked straight into the mountain. After passing a cedar forest, I saw a Elk." Perot recalled the situation at that time, outside the window, layers of snow squeezed, covering the window sill again.

"Several feet of snow reached my waist, and I didn't hear the warning of the hunters behind me. I kept chasing until the elk stopped, and I raised my gun." Perot still clearly remembered The fingers that lost consciousness made a crisp sound when they pulled the metal trigger.

The heat surrounded him all of a sudden, and there was a blood hole on his body that was getting bigger and bigger. In the elk's big eyes, there was still confusion after being frightened.As he fell, Perrault tasted snow for the first time.

The sound of footsteps behind him, as well as the sound of his uncle exhaling, were very clear.

No one lifted him up, and Perrault could only hear his uncle yelling, "My God, the gun went off." The footsteps of people, like running elk, all disappeared.The pain in the body was also paralyzed by the cold snow.

Su Zizeng's hands were sweating, and her eyes were full of anxiety. Although Pero was still sitting in front of her, it seemed like a phantom.Her sweat made her hands warmer, and Perot squeezed her fingers, as if telling her not to be afraid.

"The hunter who took the lead turned back after my uncle and the others left. He was the one who fired the shot. He clearly remembered that his bullet shot five centimeters away from my heart, enough for me to faint. , but not a fatal shot." Su Zizeng's hand was touched forward until it reached Perot's chest, she flinched, and after hearing Perot's heartbeat, she let out a long breath.

Through the thin sweater, there was indeed a bump on Perot's chest. Her gestures were bold and natural, so Perot didn't stop her.

"You already guessed it?" Perot handed over the initiative of the story to Su Zizeng. "Is it your uncle? He wants to inherit the family property? You should go back and announce his ugly deeds to the public," Su Zi was dissatisfied. If it wasn't for the hunter who turned back halfway, even if Pero wouldn't die due to excessive blood loss. If you die, you will also be frozen to death because of the cold.

"The hunter took me back and told me that my uncle paid half a million francs to hire him to shoot that shot, and my life was worth a lot," Perrault said sarcastically. His first heir was only worth 50 francs.

"But you can't take advantage of him for nothing," Su Zi once strongly expressed her dissatisfaction, and her jealous side was revealed.After saying this sentence, Su Zi looked at her hand again, and it still stopped on Perot's chest, his face flushed, and just about to withdraw his hand, Perot took another step ahead of him and pulled her hand away. Hand caught.

"I have to admit that Olsen has very good management skills. After he announced my death, he immediately took over the family business and bought all the relatives in the family. After ten years of hard work, the Olsen family has became the largest diamond producer in Europe," Perot analyzed, and Perot once had the same idea as Su Zi.After he recovered from his injuries, he also wanted to announce Olson's murder to the public, but at that time, it became a luxury for him to get close to Olsen.

Sitting on amazing wealth, Olson brings dozens of security personnel with him every time he travels, and his residence is equipped with an alarm device that is not inferior to that of the CIA.After several attempts, Perot had to give up his original plan, but chose to listen to the advice of the experienced hunter and learn marksmanship from him.

"At the age of 16, I left the Alps, went to Copenhagen, Denmark, worked as a crew member for three years, and then went to the UK, where the Olsen family was weakest, and completed the corresponding studies. , I met Mai Xue Wen, and I was finally hired by Kelly Women's School," Perot said, finishing all his journeys in the past 25 years.

In just 25 years, the man in front of him has experienced the most painful ordeal in the world. Compared with his experience, Su Zi once felt that what he experienced was like a blank sheet of paper.The three years of hunter career and three years of crew experience were summed up in one sentence by Perot, but Su Zi could easily guess that those six years must have been extremely tragic.

"Then, do you plan to stay in country Z forever, or?" Su Zizeng asked a short sentence, but it took a lot of effort.After asking, she was a little nervous.

At this time, Su Zi was conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted Perrault to go back to France and fight head-on against Olsen who framed him.On the other hand, she was afraid that Perot would go back. If Perot became Earl Perot, he would never look back at the ordinary Su Zizeng.

"Do you want me to go back or not?" After staying in country Z for a long time, Perot has already learned the quintessence of this country, "Tai Chi".

The problem came back to Su Zizeng.In fact, even if Su Zi never answered, he has already made a decision. He has carefully arranged everything, including what Wen Maixue will do next, and the series of actions Shang Yin will do, all in order to wait. That day, the moment that surrounded Olsen.Therefore, no matter what answer Su Zi gave, Perot would not be shaken.

"Go back," Su Zi replied hastily but decisively, which made Perot feel a sense of loss.When he told Wen Maixue part of the matter, she once persuaded him to give up the grievances in Europe, "With your talent, you can still find a seat in the rising country Z."

Su Zizeng asked him to go back without hesitation, she didn't have much nostalgia for him. "My father, not exactly a good father, once told me, 'Where you fall, pick up where you fell,' and if you don't go back to France, you will always be a loser. "In life, there are always some memories that will be particularly unforgettable. Su Zi has forgotten many past events, but only when she was three years old, when she was just learning to walk.Accompanied by a servant, she stood on the lawn.

After Su Qingchang came back, he took her to the marble pavement.A three-year-old child is still unsteady on his feet.Under Su Qingchang's shout, the servant let go of her hand. She tried to walk a few steps, and just as she opened her hand triumphantly, when she wanted to laugh, she fell to the ground.

Su Zizeng, who was so painful that tears and snot flowed down his nose, called "Mom" subconsciously. No one around paid attention to her, so Su Qingchang came up and stretched out his hand.

The distance between adults and children, one is high above, and the other is crying loudly.Su Qingchang just stood there, and instead of squatting down to coax her like ordinary parents, he said condescendingly: "Where you fell, stand up from there."

These words once accompanied Su Zizeng for many years.It's a pity that Su Zi at that time had forgotten it, and chose to fall down again and again, and sloppy again and again.

Su Zi didn't know how Perot thought of Su Qingchang. Maybe because he was employed by Wen's family, he didn't want to see Su Qingchang.She would not tell Pero that the person who took Ye Tina away was Su Qingchang.

But just from the words just now, Su Zi once discovered something that she had overlooked.That is why she chose to come to Bianjing alone. It turns out that only by leaving the land of Mocheng can she be truly independent.

"Well said." Pero laughed, relieved, unexpectedly, the person who understood him best in this world was actually Su Zizeng.It was not Shang Yin who killed him in blood, nor Wen Maixue who sponsored him, but the daughter of his "enemy". Su Zi thought he never knew, but in fact he already knew.

People who had their own concerns laughed heartily at this moment, and in the top-floor coffee shop where the temperature and temperature were polarized, they didn't even realize that they were crying from the corners of their eyes.

Perhaps everyone has underestimated Su Zizeng. She is a reckless and extravagant rich lady. She doesn't understand the world, even the basic knowledge of the world, but her words have reached Perot's heart.

In this melting winter, the two raised their coffee cups, replaced the wine with coffee, and drank the last glass of wine of the old year, "I wish a new year, and we start a new journey for each other."

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the snow in the sky stopped, and who knows who lit a cannon outside the hotel, rumbling, as if the sky was about to fall.

(End of this chapter)

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