Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 289 Ugly Truth

Chapter 289: Chapter 289 Ugly Truth

Nan Qing was feeling indignant that she always lost to Wang Yixuan. She tilted her head and asked, "What am I lacking? All my teachers from childhood to adulthood have said I have a high talent for painting, and everyone praises my paintings. Where am I falling short?"

"Your family is so rich, if I were teaching you to paint, I’d say you have talent too," Wang Yixuan snorted coldly, almost blatantly showing contempt on his face.

Nan Qing’s mouth twisted in anger, but the next second she laughed, "I get it, you’re willing to teach Fu Han because her aunt and uncle give a lot of money, not because you think she has talent?"

Wang Yixuan’s face finally changed. He coughed awkwardly and said somewhat unnaturally, "Smart people leave room for discussion when they speak."

"When you were attacking me, did you leave any room?" Nan Qing retorted childishly, gulping down a whole glass of wine in one breath.

Wang Yixuan’s expression relaxed considerably, and after leisurely sipping a glass of wine, he slowly began, "Art comes from life. People like you who are always confined within the city, your paintings lack soul, lack vitality. How can you create good art then?"

Nan Qing coughed awkwardly. Though she wanted to retort, she ended up saying weakly and unconvincingly, "I don’t think your paintings are that soulful either."

"But what I paint, they all are sceneries I’ve personally witnessed," Wang Yixuan pointed at the sunflower painting on the wall, "This is what I saw last summer when I went out into the green fields. The real sunflower field was even bigger than this, with sunflowers really, really large, even bigger than a person’s face. When the wind blew, they swayed like weebles."

The moment he started talking, Nan Qing knew he was about to ramble on and on. She painfully ruffled her hair, sighed, and poured herself another glass of wine.

Helpless, her manners told her not to interrupt someone speaking, so she could only silently listen.

As her eyes wandered, she caught a glimpse of a silhouette fleeting past the doorway; for some reason, her heartbeat began to race wildly.

Nan Qing dashed out without a second thought and finally caught up with Su Cheng at the elevator. Panting, she asked, "What are you doing here? When did you get here? Why didn’t you come in if you were here?"

In fact, Su Cheng had already been standing outside the door for over half an hour, arriving even before their paintings were finished.

He didn’t know why he had come, and even less why he hadn’t gone inside.

Sensing the guilt in Nan Qing’s eyes, Su Cheng felt a weight pressing on his heart, but he still managed to smile, "I was just passing by, planning to take a look and leave."

"Oh..." Nan Qing felt somewhat disappointed. Despite wanting to let Su Cheng go, she found it hard to let him leave.

"Su Cheng, how about joining us for a drink?" Wang Yixuan had approached unknowingly. He walked up to Nan Qing’s side and casually put his hand on her shoulder.

Nan Qing instinctively dodged back. Wang Yixuan was quicker, extending his arm to hold her firmly in his grasp and whispered, "Don’t move!"

As if she realized something, she obediently stood still without moving.

Su Cheng’s gaze was fixed on Wang Yixuan’s hand on Nan Qing’s shoulder. After about a minute, he smiled casually, "No need, I have other matters, you two drink."

At this moment, the elevator doors opened again, and Su Cheng stepped inside. After a pause, he turned to wave at Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan, "Goodbye!"

As soon as the doors closed, Nan Qing slapped Wang Yixuan’s hand away, "Stop touching me all the time, I don’t like it."

Wang Yixuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, smiling, "Don’t worry, I’m not interested in you. As long as you keep pretending to be close to me, your little boyfriend will break down sooner or later and come over to confess, he might even drop to one knee and propose."

"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s not that easy," Nan Qing said, but her face turned utterly red, looking like she was already fantasizing about her wedding with Su Cheng.

The elevator dinged as the doors opened.

Nan Qing ignored it and turned to head back to the gallery, since Su Cheng had already left.

Who would have expected that they would be interrupted by a familiar voice, "What were you just talking about? Are you doing this deliberately to provoke me?"

What’s called a bolt from the blue, this was precisely it!

Nan Qing turned around with a pale face, only to see Su Cheng return, now less than a meter away from her.

Wang Yixuan showed no sign of embarrassment on his face; instead, he shrugged helplessly and asked Nan Qing, "Shall I explain, or will you?"

The question might as well have not been asked; it only added fuel to the fire.

Indeed, before Nan Qing could speak again, Su Cheng already began to sneer, "Nan Qing, I’ve told you many times, you’re like a sister to me, please stop doing these childish things to get my attention. It only deepens my aversion towards you."

Words of apology were on the tip of Nan Qing’s tongue, but upon hearing Su Cheng’s words, not a single one could escape. Instead, her eyes filled with tears and looked as if they were about to fall.

Su Cheng’s anger burned like a balloon about to burst. Seeing Nan Qing’s tears, he felt particularly irritated, turning his head away to say coldly, "I kept coming to find you only because I heard that Wang Yixuan is a playboy, and I didn’t want you to fall for his traps. From today on, who you like or who you want to be with, it has nothing to do with me."

"Hey, you need to take responsibility for your words," Wang Yixuan finally couldn’t stand it any longer, speaking with dissatisfaction, "Please be more precise with your words. What I have is an equal distribution of affection, and my relationships with all my girlfriends end on good terms, we even remain friends afterwards."

He went on and on, evidently intent on arguing it out with Su Cheng. However, Su Cheng didn’t even glance at him and stepped into the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed slowly, shutting off Nan Qing’s view, she knew that this time Su Cheng was leaving her for good. She could no longer control her emotions and burst into loud crying.

Every person who came in and out of the elevator couldn’t help but stare at the crying Nan Qing, and then at Fu Han, their gaze shifting back and forth between the two.

Wang Yixuan could not have felt more awkward. He said every nice and unpleasant thing he could think of, but Nan Qing was deaf to his words. Eventually, she simply sat down on the floor, crying as if she would never stop.

With no other options left to him, he could only endure the risk of going deaf while watching Nan Qing cry. After all, since pulling her away wasn’t working, he took out his phone and began filming her from every angle without a blind spot.