The intensity of the snow and wind grew fiercer, and Orleans and Wen Maixue on the ski slopes had to interrupt their skiing progress and return to the vacation house.
No sooner had they returned to the snow house than they saw Olson come in somewhat disheveled. His face was bruised, and his cheeks bore some scrapes from tree branches he had collided with in his haste, his eyes darting around erratically.
Wen Maixue took the initiative to greet him, her eyes looking behind him, not finding the figures of Pello and Su Ziceng. She became somewhat panicked, but after forcing herself to calm down, she asked, "Where are the two of them?"
"Just now, I took Miss Su and the others for a stroll by Snow Lake, and she accidentally twisted her ankle. Mr. Lan is tending to her right now," Olson unbuttoned his overcoat, and seeing Orleans sitting in his seat, his gaze became sharper.
