Pello's gaze once again turned towards the window, a layer of clouds had gathered in the sky, obscuring the stars. A shadow seemed to have fallen over his heart as well, the promise he had originally made now seemed impossible to fulfill.
"You really do despise me," Wen Maixue sat up, hastily putting on her clothes. She did not look at Pello, but her shoulders shuddered again.
The clouds had completely covered the stars, Pello supported Wen Maixue by the shoulders, "I will fulfill what I promised you, next year... I...
"Then next summer, let's get married in Paris," Wen Maixue said cheerfully, her eyes sparkling like the brightest stars in the sky.
"Summer? Paris?" Pello pondered for a moment, why in the summer of Paris, is there really less than a year left?
"Can't we? The Su Family's affairs are almost settled, and the Olson father and son will soon be done for," Wen Maixue asked softly.
