Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 228: Yang Kaitai Proposes

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Yang Kaitai Proposes

Yang Kaitai snorted coldly, his expression growing grim.

His smile often made him seem simple and honest, but when his face turned dark, he had the air of a mob boss from the movies, particularly merciless.

Xia Ning shrank her neck, wrapping her arms around her chest defensively as she watched Yang Kaitai: "What... what are you trying to do? I... I’m telling you, I don’t want to have a fight here, so don’t push me!"

Yang Kaitai just looked at her coldly. After a while, he said nothing and floored the accelerator. The car shot forward like an arrow released from its bow.

The lights at the Xia Family villa were bright. The gatekeeper saw Yang Kaitai’s car from a distance and immediately opened the gate. Yang Kaitai entered ostentatiously; his car, particularly conspicuous, parked in the middle of the yard, even knocked over the gardenia planted by the gardener a few days ago.

Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng were discussing the He Group in the living room when they heard the commotion and looked back. Xia Cheng came out immediately.

Ignoring Xia Ning’s eyes signaling him to stop, he warmly invited Yang Kaitai to come in and sit down.

Yang Kaitai’s infatuation with Xia Ning was like an addict unable to quit smoking. Even though he was sulking, the opportunity to spend more time with Xia Ning made him agree without hesitation.

Clanging noises came from the Xia kitchen, as Xia Guoxiong directed the chefs to prepare a late-night snack.

In the luxurious and spacious living room, Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng each occupied an armchair. Yang Kaitai sat on the couch, and Xia Ning looked away with a slightly red face, whispering, "You guys talk, I’m going back to my room to sleep."

Yang Kaitai even leaned forward, his face clearly displaying his reluctance to part.

A meaningful smile flashed in Xia Guoxiong’s sharp eyes. He cleared his throat, and his deep voice rose, "Xiaoning, the chefs are preparing midnight snacks. Why don’t you eat something before going upstairs?"

"Yeah, you’ve been out for so long, you must be hungry by now." Xia Cheng had no other skills, but he was very adept at understanding Xia Guoxiong’s intentions.

Xia Ning’s hand was already on the stair railing, but upon hearing this, she silently turned back and reluctantly sat down beside Yang Kaitai.

Her ambiguous relationship with Yang Kaitai was already taken for granted by her father and brother; they even saw the advantage of using this relationship to turn Yang Kaitai into a free enforcer. To them, the deal was very cost-effective.

Xia Ning had resisted before, but that only resulted in a slap from Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng’s endless nagging. In the end, she came to terms with it; since she couldn’t deal with Yang Kaitai on her own for now, as long as her father and brother dealt with He Xing for her, what did her temporary sacrifice matter? She might as well think of it as an investment.

Yang Kaitai was not shy at all; in front of Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng, he grabbed Xia Ning’s hand. His gruff voice boomed, "Uncle Xia, Xia Ning and I have mutual affection. I want to settle our matter as soon as possible. My dad is getting on in years and is eager for grandchildren."

"What?" Xia Ning reacted strongly, slapping away Yang Kaitai’s hand. She glared at him with wide eyes, "Who said I’m going to marry you? Stop dreaming."

"Xiaoning, watch how you speak," Xia Guoxiong banged on the coffee table, admonishing her with a stern shout.

Xia Ning looked at Xia Guoxiong with tearful eyes, "Dad, don’t forget what you promised me."

"Xiaoning!" This time, Xia Cheng spoke up. Taking advantage of his position, he grabbed her arm and yanked it hard, "Dad makes decisions and follows his own judgment. What are you worrying about here?"

Xia Ning didn’t say a word. She just stood there, fixedly looking at Xia Guoxiong, her intentions clear without words.

The vast living room was silent for a moment; only occasionally could one hear the sound of stirring utensils from the kitchen.

Breaking the silence was Yang Kaitai. He glanced at Xia Ning and then spoke resolutely to Xia Guoxiong, "Uncle Xia, as long as you’re willing to give Xia Ning to me in marriage, you can name your bride price."

"Name my price?" Xia Cheng laughed exaggeratedly. As he casually took out cigarettes and a lighter, he said nonchalantly, "What does the Yang Family have that we don’t? Are you going to give away the Yang Family assets as a dowry? Stop joking; we’re not in a rush to resolve the matter between you two."

The truth is always spoken in jest. Although all four present could tell Xia Cheng was speaking his true thoughts, his playful and unserious demeanor belied his sincerity.

Yang Kaitai’s face turned dark, his eyes shifting back and forth between Xia Cheng and Xia Ning. Finally, with gritted teeth, he said earnestly, "What’s wrong with that? As long as Xia Ning marries into the Yang Family, once the old man passes away, I will make the Yang Group a subsidiary of the Xia Group."

Although the Yang Group is still under the old Mr. Yang’s control, ever since Yang Kaitai was released from prison and his father saw the great change in him, he was relieved and handed over many responsibilities to Yang Kaitai.

With the daunting aura he carried since his prison stint, Yang Kaitai indeed accomplished many tasks, and in a short time, the Yang Group had risen another level.

So, given his current status, his statement carried considerable weight.

The three Xia Family members were all stunned; they had only heard phrases like "prefers beauty over kingdom" in dramas, but now they were actually witnessing such a person, which inevitably surprised them.

After the late-night snack, Yang Kaitai finally left. Xia Ning could no longer restrain her emotions. She violently swept the dishes and cutlery from her hand onto the floor, shattering them; the white floor was stained and messy with soups and liquids.

Xia Ning was still seething with anger, "Dad, why did you let me get engaged to Yang Kaitai?"

"An engagement isn’t the same as marriage; it’s just a delaying tactic. What’s the rush?" worried that his father might actually get angry, Xia Cheng quickly explained to Xia Ning, "Why are you in such a hurry? Getting engaged isn’t the same as actually marrying him."

"Don’t think I don’t know the schemes you’re playing," Xia Ning pointed at her father and then at Xia Cheng, "In your eyes, I’m just a tool. Just like a supermarket product with a clear price tag; anyone who can afford it can take me away."

"Xiaoning, why would you say such things about yourself?" Xia Cheng’s face turned beet red, obviously feeling guilty about being hit where it hurts.

Xia Ning snorted coldly, her face shedding all signs of weakness, replaced with a resolute determination, "I’ll tell you, I will either remain unmarried for life, or I will only marry He Xing, and nobody else should even think about it."

"Then you find a way to make He Xing like you, to make him willing to marry you," Xia Guoxiong’s face was full of severity, "Complaining to me is useless. If you can marry He Xing, I won’t care about the Yang Family’s so-called empire. But I’m also telling you, if you can’t manage He Xing, then you’ll go bring me the Yang Family’s assets!"