Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 299: Not for Anyone, Only for Justice

Chapter 299: Chapter 299: Not for Anyone, Only for Justice

Tattooed Man had never suffered such a loss before. Ordinary people, intimidated by his fierce appearance, wouldn’t dare to challenge him even if they didn’t like him. But today, the seemingly weak pretty boy he saw dared to actually fight back.

Enraged to the extreme, his iron fist swung towards Su Cheng, who refused to back down and clenched his fist to meet the punch head-on. With a collision of force against force, Su Cheng felt like the bones in his hand were about to shatter.

Indeed, strength and size seemed to be directly proportional; he couldn’t gain any advantage in power.

As he was internally regretting his impulsive decision, the other’s fist swung towards him again; Su Cheng was torn, wondering whether to block with his arm again or let his head share some of the pain.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind him and firmly grasped the muscled brute’s hand. It was none other than Luo Qinghe.

With an expressionless face standing behind Su Cheng, Luo Qinghe said coolly, "If you don’t want to go to the police station, then get lost now!"

The tattooed man froze, his triangular eyes darting between Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe, probably realizing that these were two men he shouldn’t mess with. Cursing under his breath, he eventually left reluctantly.

Five minutes later, the bar owner came over with a basket full of beer, bowing profusely, "Master Luo, Master Huangpu, I apologize for our lack of welcome despite your esteemed presence. The incident just now was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Today, please feel free to eat, drink, and play as you like on the house."

Luo Qinghe didn’t even look at him, waving dismissively, "Go busy yourself, and if you bother me again while I’m drinking, I really will make you regret it."

The bar owner scuttled away as if his feet were oiled, not daring to say anything more.

But it was Su Cheng who frowned, watching the owner’s retreating figure, "How did he know who we are?"

"In this day and age, those who dare to run bars, do you think they don’t have some connections?" Luo Qinghe said nonchalantly as he popped open the bottles one by one, "They have their own rules for survival. Maybe they knew who we were from the moment we stepped in. They probably think it’s best to keep quiet and make money. He must have seen us fight and, not wanting to offend anyone, decided to come over with gifts."

Su Cheng thought about it and found Luo Qinghe’s explanation reasonable. After downing a big icy beer, he asked casually, "Didn’t you say you didn’t want to intervene with Xia Ning? Why did you step in just now?"

The dance floor was getting lively again, but the Pole Dancer had been switched out. Nobody knew where Xia Ning, who had been the star of the show earlier, had gone.

Luo Qinghe drew back his gaze and spoke indifferently, "Although she’s troublesome, she’s still a girl after all. The last thing I can stand is a man bullying a woman."

Every word he said was with conviction.

Su Cheng initially nodded in agreement, as that was what he also believed; but after a couple of seconds, a bright clarity flashed in his eyes, "Brother Qinghe, you talk a good game, but why are you bullying Bai Wei?"

"Me, bullying her?" Luo Qinghe, full of resentment at the mention of Bai Wei, slammed his glass on the table, his face full of anger, "Do you know what she said? She told me to give up on the idea of having children, and if I want them, to find another woman, not her."

The more Su Cheng listened, the more confused he became, his brows furrowing into a "川" character, "But if I’m not mistaken, you two were discussing wedding plans today, right? Shouldn’t you get married first before considering other things?"

"Yes, exactly." Luo Qinghe said as if he had found someone who understood him, becoming agitated, "That’s what I said. No matter what our parents say, we shouldn’t pay attention to them. We should get married first, then discuss the rest. But do you know what she said? She accused men of being deceivers, saying that once we’re married, they’ll convince her to have children, one not being enough, perhaps even a whole soccer team. Isn’t that infuriating?"

Su Cheng thought hard about Luo Qinghe’s words and eventually concurred reasonably, "Well, I think what she said makes sense. Many people are like that."

"But I don’t think that way!" Luo Qinghe gritted his teeth in frustration, his handsome face unable to hide the rage, "I’ve explained it to her many times, but she just won’t listen."

"Then let me ask you," Su Cheng said, feeling overwhelmed by Luo Qinghe’s grievances and hastily cutting him off, "If Bai Wei doesn’t want to have children, would you force her?"

Luo Qinghe fell silent at the question. On the surface, he seemed carefree, but deep down, he was very traditional. If he were married, he too would yearn for the picture of having sons and daughters; it didn’t matter whose surname they took.

But... he truly hadn’t considered what he would do if Bai Wei was unwilling.

"See, you’re getting angry at Bai Wei even though you don’t fully understand what’s really in her heart." As an observer, Su Cheng spoke with clarity and authority about Luo Qinghe’s problems, "I’ve also heard your dad used to like her mom. The relationship between your two families has always been unusual. I think the two of you shouldn’t quarrel over trifles; otherwise, you might actually break up."

Luo Qinghe felt his heart grow even heavier, looking deeply at Su Cheng before awkwardly conceding, "Thanks, I... I know what you’re saying makes sense."

For once, Su Cheng felt a sense of accomplishment in getting through to Luo Qinghe and added with a smile, "Then talk it out with her properly, and don’t throw around the idea of breaking up like it’s nothing."

The fog clouding Luo Qinghe’s heart began to clear as he looked meaningfully at Su Cheng, "I’ve been frank with you, shouldn’t you also be open up about why you’re in a bad mood?"

Caught off guard, Su Cheng was at a loss. His face turned red as he awkwardly looked away, "There’s... there’s nothing, no issues at all."

"Stop pretending. I practically watched you grow up; do you think you can fool me?" Luo Qinghe tapped the table leisurely, returning to his usually cavalier demeanor, "Is it because Fu Han upset you again, or was it because of Nan Qing?"

"Who says my anger has to be related to them?" Su Cheng’s face flushed, nearly betraying his guilt.

Luo Qinghe tapped the table rhythmically with his forefinger, his tone meaningful, "Su Cheng, I bet even you don’t know who’s more important in your heart, Fu Han or Nan Qing?"

That very night, Su Cheng’s mind kept replaying Luo Qinghe’s words.

...

Bridal Shop.

Nan Qing and Bai Wei occupied a dressing room each. Today was the day they were to try on their bridesmaid dresses, and to avoid clashing with the two trying on the best man suits, they deliberately came early.

Fu Han and He Xing huddled on the bridal shop’s sofa. In her hands, she held a thick booklet outlining their wedding process, designed by He Xing; while He Xing held a fruit plate, feeding Fu Han pieces one by one.