Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 388: Uninvited Guest at the Door

Chapter 388: Chapter 388: Uninvited Guest at the Door

"Understood," Yi Lixing smiled and stood up, walking towards the door. "If you don’t mind, I’ll take a half-hour stroll around your company. I’ll come back in half an hour."

"No need," Mr. Huangpu quickly interjected. "Just sit here; we’ll go out and talk for a bit, and that’ll be enough."

Yi Lixing made a ’please’ gesture, then left with a politely restrained smile.

The couple walked towards the door. With the sound of a door opening, they were about to step out but both froze in place. Mrs. Huangpu, who was a step behind, had a drastic change in complexion and anxiously began, "Su Cheng, why did you come here?"

Yi Lixing, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head towards the door at these words. Through the light casting from the doorway, he could indeed see someone standing outside, quite tall and thin, but due to the angle, the face wasn’t clear.

A flicker of cold light passed through his eyes, but in the next second, his expression returned to being emotionless, as if nothing had happened.

Su Cheng’s gaze moved from his mother’s face to his father’s, his disappointment undisguised. "Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Huangpu was the first to collect himself, clearing his throat and responding in a neutral tone, "Nothing, why aren’t you going home to rest so late at night instead of coming here?"

"Of course, I came here to find you," Su Cheng said with a smile, though his eyes seemed to glimmer with moisture, quickly concealed. Pointing at Yi Lixing, he asked his parents, "What are you doing with him?"

The Huangpu couple turned around and saw the detached attitude on Yi Lixing’s face, which made them feel somewhat embarrassed.

This time Mrs. Huangpu was the one to speak first, "Su Cheng, your father and I need to talk to Uncle Yi about something. If you don’t have any other matters, you should go back first."

"Uncle Yi?" Su Cheng scoffed. Speaking expressionlessly, he said, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re discussing. I heard everything you said."

Mrs. Huangpu’s already pale face turned even paler as she stared at Su Cheng, "What... what do you plan to do after hearing that?"

Lowering his head, Su Cheng let out a mocking laugh. When he raised his head again, his face was emotionless. "What do you think I’m going to do? I’ve told you before not to associate with Yang Kaitai, but you wouldn’t listen. Now, I have no choice but to do as I said."

After finishing his words, he didn’t linger and turned around to leave directly.

The Huangpu couple stood still, stunned; the first to react was still Mr. Huangpu, who pushed Mrs. Huangpu. "What are you thinking about? Go after him quickly."

The sound of high heels was especially harsh in the empty hallway, accompanied by Mrs. Huangpu’s slightly trembling cry, "Su Cheng, Su Cheng, wait for Mom," which indeed had the feeling of a midnight horror movie.

Mr. Huangpu turned back with an ugly expression and saw the mockingly smiling face of Yi Lixing.

He cleared his throat, about to speak, but Yi Lixing patted his knees, slowly standing up, "Mr. Huangpu, it seems you have many things to sort out at home. I need to reconsider our partnership as well."

Without waiting for Mr. Huangpu to respond, he waved his hand and left without looking back, no longer displaying the earnest demeanor he’d shown before.

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Huangpu was the only one left in the large office. No longer concealing his anger, after kicking over two chairs, he grabbed his car keys and left.

Mrs. Huangpu caught up with Su Cheng on the roadside, getting into the car just as it was about to start.

Su Cheng drove at a high speed, staring straight ahead, "Don’t follow me. Following me won’t change my mind."

The neon lights of the night shone beautifully and dazzlingly, but no matter how beautiful the scenery, once tainted by human involvement, it hardly leaves a lasting impression.

The myriad lights cast on Mrs. Huangpu’s face—red, blue, green—made her face seem like it was changing, at times spectral, at times fearful, at times flickering uncertainly.

She turned to Su Cheng, her beautiful face, as if bestowed with the gift of time, unmarred by any trace, "Su Cheng, what do you want? To report your parents? To truly ’destroy the kin’ for justice’s sake?"

Suddenly, Su Cheng slammed on the brakes. He looked at Mrs. Huangpu, "Then tell me, are the things you did illegal or not?"

Mrs. Huangpu’s face didn’t change much; she just looked at Su Cheng with a more determined gaze, "Rest assured, your parents will never do anything to let you down."

"Of course, I know you won’t do anything to let me down, but what I’m saying is that I don’t want you doing anything illegal or disorderly," Su Cheng’s expression was that of a trapped animal trying to escape the cage that bound him but unable to break free.

He was in pain, he was desperate, but as he spoke, he still carried a glimmer of hope—the kind of despair one feels just before death.

Mrs. Huangpu’s beautiful eyes stared directly into Su Cheng’s, clearly seeing that last hint of hope in his eyes. However, she ultimately turned her head away and said, in a low but not quite firm voice, "I understand, don’t worry. We know our limits."

The glow of the neon lights shone into Su Cheng’s eyes, those usually clear and distinctively black and white eyes seemed unfathomable now, blurry to the sight.

This was not the answer Su Cheng hoped for, nor was it the worst response he had expected. It was just Mrs. Huangpu using tactics meant for subordinates on Su Cheng. If Su Cheng wished, he could interpret this open-ended answer to find the response he wanted.

As for Mrs. Huangpu, should any problems arise in the future, she also left herself a way out because she could interpret these words to find her own desired answer too.

At a red light, Su Cheng looked deeply at his mother, "Mom, my company landed a big contract. I’ll be traveling abroad tomorrow."

For a child born with a silver spoon like Su Cheng, traveling abroad was as common as going shopping. Mrs. Huangpu didn’t overthink it and even felt relieved that Su Cheng had easily shifted the topic and let him off for the day.

She nodded absentmindedly and asked, "That’s good to hear. When will you be back? Also, how are your hand and the poison in your body? "

"So, you still remember that I’m injured," Su Cheng said with self-mocking laughter. Meeting Mrs. Huangpu’s guilty eyes, his heart softened and he spoke again, "The doctor said I should get one more day of injections tomorrow, then I can just take medication. You... don’t have to worry."