Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 555 - 556: Godfather and Godmother

Chapter 555: Chapter 556: Godfather and Godmother

This torturous hour had pushed Su Cheng to the brink of collapse, and he couldn’t understand why he, who should have been the older brother, ended up being the younger one.

What was more, the education he had received from a young age had always been that the younger brother should accommodate his older sister, protect her, and let her choose the best things first before making his choice.

Therefore, due to a boy’s unspoken pride, Su Cheng’s denial of Nan Qing’s beauty was his only act of rebellion against their brother-sister relationship throughout his life.

But now, with the night sky lit up and shining behind Nan Qing, as he saw her face alongside that of the unbelievably beautiful little girl, he was surprised to find that Nan Qing was also very pretty, like a large, lovely doll.

Nan Qing’s amber eyes glittered like gems, somehow even prettier than the lights above, her beauty captivating and impossible to look away from.

At this moment, Su Cheng finally faced his own heart honestly, admitting to himself that Nan Qing was more beautiful and much prettier than he had ever imagined.

A sense of guilt welled up inside him, and with an awkward cough, he said unnaturally, "Um, Nan Qing, you... you and Wang Yixuan both look pretty good. The child you two have will definitely be very good-looking."

"Has the sun risen from the west?" Nan Qing’s smile grew even wider as she blinked at Su Cheng, "You’re actually complimenting my looks? Didn’t you always say I have a moon pie face before?"

"That was then, this is now." Su Cheng’s cheeks flushed slightly, not sure if it was from Nan Qing’s radiant smile or the glaring lights overhead. As he instinctively avoided Nan Qing’s gaze, he abruptly changed the subject, "Quickly tell me, what did you want to talk to me about by asking me out here?"

Nan Qing looked around and spotted a small pavilion not far from them on the roadside with a table beneath. She pointed at the spot with a smile and said, "My legs are a bit numb; let’s go sit over there and talk."

"Are you alright?" Su Cheng’s face went through an earth-shattering change. He stared at Nan Qing with wide eyes, looking as though he was ready to rush her to the hospital immediately.

Nan Qing couldn’t help but laugh out loud as she vigorously patted Su Cheng’s shoulder with glee, "Why are you just like Wang Yixuan? Your wife will surely be very lucky in the future."

Her words caused Su Cheng to be momentarily stunned. Upon closer reflection, he realized that there was a lot of information in her statement. By praising Su Cheng, she also mentioned Wang Yixuan; was this an indirect way of saying that Wang Yixuan treated her well, and she was happy?

By the time Su Cheng came back to his senses, Nan Qing was already under the pavilion. She took a step up the stairs and turned back, waving and smiling at Su Cheng, "Come over quickly."

Perhaps it was because she was backlit, but Nan Qing’s face was indistinct; however, her amber eyes shined even more intensely, resembling a cat’s in the night.

Something deep inside Su Cheng felt as though it had been hit hard, and he stood still, dumbfounded, for a few seconds. Then he began walking toward Nan Qing, but it felt as if something was tugging at his heart, the gap growing ever wider.

Lying alone in his spacious and comfortable room at the dead of night, Su Cheng was still tossing and turning, thinking about what Nan Qing had said that evening.

In the pavilion, under the dim light, Nan Qing said, "Su Cheng, if you like Fu Han, then you should go all out to pursue her, even if you fail in the end; at least when you grow old and reminisce in your wicker chair, you won’t have any regrets."

Nan Qing also said, "Su Cheng, I think both you and He Xing genuinely like Fu Han; but your advantage is that you don’t have so much melodramatic baggage, so life with you would be relatively simple for her."

She spoke very earnestly, "Su Cheng, I know that Huangpu Group is facing difficulties, but don’t worry, Nangong Group won’t just stand by and watch. However, you also have to work hard yourself."

In the end, Nan Qing, touching her belly and smiling at Su Cheng, said, "I want to give you a gift. When my child is born, you’ll be the godfather, and Fu Han will be the godmother, okay?"

"Godparents?"

Su Cheng silently repeated the word in his mouth, a smile gradually appearing at the corners of his lips. Actually, if they were not meant to be together, but could still be connected in some way through a new life, it wouldn’t be too bad.

Just then... a sigh echoed through the pitch-black room.

"I wonder how Fu Han is doing now."

Su Cheng had thought about sending a message to Fu Han, especially after seeing the news, but in the end, he refrained from contacting her.

Fu Han was proud and independent. No matter what happened, Fu Han would have her own way of handling things. He believed in her, just as he knew that Fu Han wouldn’t want any pity from anyone right now.

Even if Su Cheng offered a passionate, burning heart, to today’s Fu Han, concern from others would all feel like pity, no different from alms.

The result was that Su Cheng held back from contacting Fu Han, but his worry for her was extraordinarily heavy.

...

Let’s rewind the clock back a few hours.

The He Family had prepared a lavish dinner, and Xia Ning showcased her unique talent. She didn’t stop praising everything – if not complimenting the vigorous spirit of Old Mr. He, then exalting the deliciousness of the He Family’s meal, with each dish boasted in an exaggerated eight hundred words of effusive praise.

At first, Old Mr. He responded politely, but Xia Ning was the type of person who’d open a dye shop once given some color. Eventually, Old Mr. He became so annoyed by her chatter that he outright ignored her.

Yet Xia Ning’s skin was not ordinarily thick. As Old Mr. He stopped paying attention to her, she turned to talk to He Xing. When He Xing ignored her, she simply struck up a conversation with Fu Han.

However, the difference was that when Xia Ning spoke to Old Mr. He and He Xing, she was as sweet as sugar, but her tone became far less courteous when speaking to Fu Han. Her face wore a sweet smile, but her words were barbed.

Fu Han already had a poor impression of Xia Ning. Seeing Xia Ning acting brash and claiming that the reason for the sumptuous dinner was her visit to the He Family flared up Fu Han’s anger. She slammed down her chopsticks and glared at Xia Ning, "Xia Ning, I have a question for you. Do you know why our family hired a new chef?"

Xia Ning’s smile momentarily stiffened. She stole a glance at Old Mr. He and He Xing, who both looked expressionless. Her heart started pounding loudly.