<h4>Chapter 232: Chapter 229: Climbing the Mountain</h4>


    When Zane Bet returned, Summer Hue was staring nkly at herputer screen, only snapping back to reality when she heard the movement at the doorway.


    "What’s going on?" she asked, even suspecting that Philip Bet’s anger might be due to her arrival.


    Of course, it was just a guess, but seeing Zane Bet’s dejected expression, she knew nothing good had happened.


    Her guess couldn’t be far off.


    "It’s nothing." Zane Bet waved his hand, then slowly sat down in the gaming chair, burying his head in his hands.


    His state clearly spelled out that something was wrong, prompting her to ask further, partly out of concern and partly out of curiosity.


    After all, she had a strong curiosity, but if Zane Bet really didn’t want to talk, she couldn’t force him.


    "Be good, don’t say anything." The man muttered weakly, sounding entirely drained.


    She reached out and patted the man’s back gently, saying tenderly, "What’s wrong? Tell me, I can help you share the burden."


    "..."


    Silence.


    A minuteter, neither of them spoke again, both sitting quietly.


    She had already guessed; probably Zane’s father disagreed, wanting Zane Bet to break up with her, otherwise he wouldn’t be this troubled.


    "What about you? What do you think?" She asked this question as if the man had already spoken to her about it.


    She actually didn’t care what others thought; she only cared about what Zane Bet thought.


    Even though they didn’t have ns to marry yet, she loved him, and he loved her, so that was enough.


    Being together was a matter between the two of them.


    Only then did Zane Bet raise his head, looking at her, his expression serious, with unmistakable affection in his eyes.


    He said, "Summer, I love you, very much."


    "I know." She looked into his firm gaze and felt inexplicably reassured because she’d found her answer.


    "Come here and let me hold you." Zane Bet swiveled his chair and opened his arms to her.


    She instinctively sat down in the man’s embrace, resting her head against him.


    The man buried his head in her neck, his tone almost pleading, "Summer, I’m afraid you’ll leave me...really."


    "I’m not going to leave you. We, the new-era youth, don’t argue with those with outdated thoughts."


    Though she said that, she still hoped to get approval from the entire Bet Family, and hoped Zane Bet could earn approval from the Hue Family.


    After all, her mother greatly disliked Zane Bet, and she didn’t know why; she’d just said, "You’re not suitable. You’re both yful, and no one will take care of you."


    She didn’t need to be taken care of; wasn’t mutual care better?


    "Alright, we won’t bother with them." Zane Bet suddenly got energized, patting her back and saying, "Pack your things, we’re leaving."


    "Huh?" She was a bit surprised, leaving thiste without even a greeting seemed impolite, especially since the old Bet couple were very kind.


    She respected them greatly.


    Seeing the man already starting to grab bags, she asked, "Shouldn’t we say goodbye to grandma and grandpa?"


    "They’re probably sleeping now, just call them tomorrow. Don’t worry, grandma won’t mind."


    Upon hearing this, she hurriedly gathered her things and followed him out of the Bet home. As the car started, she called Elliana Lyle: "Hey, cousin."


    "Hello? What’s up, Summer?"


    She said, "Zane and I have something to do, we’re leaving now, we’ve already set off."


    Elliana was somewhat surprised upon hearing this — what could there be thiste? But she didn’t ask further, just said, "Alright, got it. Drive safely tonight."


    After exchanging a few words, she hung up.


    Meanwhile, Eliza Bet, panting heavily beside her, asked, "Aunt, what’s going on?"


    "Nothing." She casually replied to Eliza before looking at the man carrying big bags, "How much longer? I’m so tired."


    The three of them were currently climbing this mountain; it had already been two hours, and they hadn’t reached the summit yet. Despite the cement path, the mountain was high, and she was extremely tired.


    They were doing all this just to catch the sunrise at the summit, suggested by Eliza, which she found interesting and persuaded Norman Bet to agree.


    Then the three of them separately carried their loads towards the summit, but by now, everything was on Norman Bet.


    She also understood what Norman meant by not regretting before they set off.


    There was some regret indeed.


    Norman looked down at the two of them, saying indifferently, "If you walk fast, probably an hour."


    "..." One hour, it’s going to kill her!


    For some reason, although the man looked at them expressionlessly, she felt he was somewhat disdainful of her stamina.


    Although...her stamina was indeedcking, evident from certain things.


    So she pat herself off and stood up, looking at the endless path ahead, filled with resolve, saying, "Let’s go! To see the most beautiful sunrise!"


    "Aunt, carry me." Eliza extended her arms, clearly exhausted as sweat beads rolled down her forehead.


    She was really worried about Eliza catching a cold.


    She quickly wiped sweat off Eliza with tissues, and also dried her back.


    Reluctantly, she squatted down to carry Eliza; fortunately, girls her age weren’t heavy, otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to carry her.


    ...


    After walking for about ten minutes, her legs started wobbling weakly, forcing her to put Eliza down. Although not very heavy, it was still sixty pounds of flesh.


    "I can’t do it, Eliza. Walk on your own, I can’t carry you..."


    "Alright." Eliza obediently agreed, as ten minutes had given her enough rest.


    Norman Bet silently watched the two while those who insisted were unable to move anymore.


    "Uncle, give me my bag, I’ll carry it myself."


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    Soon, the load on the man became significantly lighter.


    The biggest snack bag was what Eliza had insisted on bringing, while Norman Bet only carried a tent; she only carried an intable mat and pump.


    Finally, when they reached a point where they could see the summit, she didn’t want to move; her legs felt like jelly, she’d never climbed a mountain for this long in her life.


    "Don’t want to walk anymore?" The man squatted in front of her, his slightly chilly eyes looked at her with a hint of helplessness.


    "I don’t want to walk anymore～ Norman Bet, carry me, please?" She mimicked Eliza’s pleading and held out her arms.


    However, the man extended his long index finger and gently tapped her forehead, asking, "Who said she wanted to walk herself without driving? Hmm?"


    Elliana: "(●—●)"


    She had said that because Eliza imed it was fun and not tiring, she thought she could treat it as exercise...


    "Norman Bet～carry me～please～" She really didn’t want to walk, not at all!


    Especially after carrying Eliza, she couldn’t feel her legs anymore, as if they were wooden nks.


    Man said seriously, "No whining."


    Clearly, he wanted her to suffer for her decision.


    "Honey～please～" With that, she quickly pecked his lips, then looked at him innocently.


    Norman Bet: "..."


    Clearly, the man gave in, directly lifting her in his arms, letting her sit on his arm like a child.


    Eliza, beside them, giggled happily, but her seemingly indifferent uncle shot a nce, forcing her to quickly suppress herughter and follow along.


    The she snuck behind Norman Bet and gave her a thumbs up.