Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 241 Well-Marked Goods

Chapter 241: Chapter 241 Well-Marked Goods

The guests below were shocked by these words, and after regaining their senses, they all had very complex expressions, but most were still contemptuous.

All present were influential figures, and they all highly valued their reputation. Xia Guoxiong’s sudden change of attitude, refusing to recognize someone just like that, was truly unheard of. Despite the circumstances, he wasn’t even willing to say a few nice words.

Although Nan Qing felt that Yang Kaitai got what he deserved, she also very much despised Xia Guoxiong. She nudged Su Cheng’s arm, "How come I never realized Xia Guoxiong was so shameless before?"

"Ah..." Su Cheng reacted strongly, turning his head abruptly, and stammered, "Ah, yes... yes, I... I also find it very shameless."

Nan Qing’s beautiful eyebrows furrowed, asking doubtfully, "Su Cheng, why do you look so pale? Are you alright?"

"I’m fine, haha, of course, I’m fine." Su Cheng chuckled, his gaze roaming around before naturally changing the subject, "How come I don’t see He Xing? Has he left?"

"Probably." Nan Qing’s gaze swept around, noting that the place where He Xing had been sitting was indeed empty, and she hadn’t seen him anywhere else either. She shrugged indifferently, "I suppose He Xing must be feeling very frustrated right now, thinking that he had finally gotten rid of Xia Ning, only to have her engagement fail."

"Yeah." Su Cheng dared not let his mind wander anymore, quickly following Nan Qing’s lead in the conversation.

But his eyes occasionally searched the crowd, a deep concern hidden in their depths.

Although Xia Guoxiong had tried hard to retain the guests, saying that today’s engagement party would be turned into a regular gathering, most of the guests still left; after all, even if someone really didn’t mind, the groom-to-be had been taken away right under their eyes, and to continue dining here would be distasteful to say the least.

Nan Qing and Su Cheng couldn’t wait to flee the place, and after greeting Luo Qinghe, they left together in their car.

Less than half an hour later, the lavishly decorated engagement venue was left with only a few people remaining, looking somewhat desolate.

Just an hour ago, many had been admiring that all the flowers decorating the place had been air freighted from France that very morning; the ribbons, lace, balloons were all exquisite, making the place a dreamlike paradise.

But in just one hour, it had all changed, with the flowers no longer as radiant and many of the decorations spoiled.

Xia Ning casually found a chair to sit down in. Her wedding dress was too tight, constricting her breathing; she tried to remove her veil, but after several attempts, she couldn’t manage it.

In the end, with one forceful pull, the sound of tearing lace filled the air as the veil ripped.

"Dad, calm down!" Xia Cheng’s urgent voice suddenly rang out.

Before Xia Ning could see clearly, a sharp "slap" rang out, causing half of her face to burn with pain; it hurt so much that tears almost formed in her eyes.

She didn’t clutch her cheek but slowly lifted her head to stare at Xia Guoxiong, who stood before her, both father and daughter in silent confrontation.

After two minutes, Xia Guoxiong raised his hand again, "I’m going to punish you, you ungrateful wretch."

"Dad... Dad, stop hitting her, you haven’t asked for clarity, it’s better not to hit her," Xia Cheng grabbed Xia Guoxiong by the wrist and urged Xia Ning, "Xiaoning, you better run now and we can talk about it later."

However, Xia Ning remained still, just sitting there, looking up at Xia Guoxiong with red eyes, "Dad, if you want to hit me, hit me. Anyway, since mom died you never cared about me, doing nothing but scolding or yelling every day, you might as well just kill me."

"What did you say?" Xia Guoxiong turned a dark shade of purple from anger, yanking his hand back fiercely; yet, the slap didn’t come down, but he was still furious, "Tell me, did you really do this?"

"Yes!" Xia Ning originally planned on keeping it a secret, after all, Yang Kaitai was already in the past; but now, overwhelmed by a sense of grievance, she boldly confessed.

"Xiaoning, it was really you?" Xia Cheng looked stunned, asking in disbelief, "Even if you didn’t want to marry Yang Kaitai, there could have been other ways; why send him to jail? Do you have any idea how many business dealings we have with the Yang Family?"

"Think of other ways?" Xia Ning snorted coldly, looking at them mockingly, "You really think I don’t know anything? In your eyes, I’m just a piece of merchandise with a price tag, and as long as someone can afford it, you’d sell me off."

"Sigh!" Xia Cheng sighed deeply, guilt clearly written over his face.

In the end, he said nothing more, because to some extent, what Xia Ning had said was indeed the truth.

Xia Guoxiong’s determination, however, was much stronger, still glaring at Xia Ning as he said each word explicitly, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re really thinking. By making such a scene, from now on, many eligible bachelors will be afraid to pursue you, so you think you can always be He Xing’s backup, right?"

The words "backup" struck a nerve with Xia Ning, who stood up abruptly, glowering at her father with a commanding aura, "Who says I’m a backup? Let me tell you, I will definitely get He Xing, definitely!"

"We shall see!" Xia Guoxiong left without another word, and even from his receding figure, one could tell how intensely angry he was.

Xia Cheng pointed at Xia Ning’s forehead admonishingly, "You’ve really angered dad this time, and I don’t know whether Yang Kaitai’s incident will affect the Xia Family. Find a hotel to stay in for the next few days, don’t come home."

After saying that, he too left, following in the direction Xia Guoxiong had disappeared.

Xia Ning looked at the empty church, feeling somewhat numb. It was she who had used Yang Kaitai’s trust to obtain evidence that could condemn him; but on stage, she had denied it, and even shed tears when Yang Kaitai was taken away.

Only she knew that her tears were not because she truly felt guilty towards Yang Kaitai—she harbored only hatred for him; her tears were because she wanted to leave herself an out. With so many people watching, she couldn’t switch from being someone’s fiancée one second to smiling the next as they were led away.

If she had done that, she would have become a joke in the upper-class society of A City, and behind her back, everyone would say she was cold and inhumane.

Lost in thought, Xia Ning’s phone rang. She checked it and saw a message from Fu Han—a picture of an airplane ticket, with a departure time set for ten minutes later.