Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 599 - 600: Who Is The Most Important

Chapter 599: Chapter 600: Who Is The Most Important

Wang Yixuan’s face instantly stiffened. He was silent for a full two minutes before he finally spoke in a disdainful tone, "Love and freedom are both very important to me."

"Let me ask you in a different way." He Xing’s eyes were as icy as frost as he looked at Wang Yixuan, as if he wanted to see right through him, "Is there anything in this world that is more important to you than Nan Qing? Like the freedom you yearn for, or the beautiful scenery from all around the world that you enjoy?"

At that moment, Wang Yixuan felt like a fish being roasted on a fire, freshly gutted and not yet fully dead; the pain was just too unbearable.

He Xing waited for two minutes but didn’t receive a response from Wang Yixuan. He clenched and then relaxed the hand in his trouser pocket, "Is this question too difficult for you? Then let me ask you differently, is there anyone more important in this world to you than Nan Qing?"

This time, Wang Yixuan didn’t hesitate much before he promptly answered, "Of course, Nan Qing is the most important."

Ever since his parents died, he had seen how wicked this world could be. His relatives each claimed they would treat him well, but their ultimate goal was the compensation money he had in his hands and the inheritance left by his parents.

Actually, Wang Yixuan was lucky; he was already eighteen when his parents passed away. He could manage his property on his own and didn’t need a so-called guardian.

Right after his parents passed away, he had thought about keeping good relations with his former friends and relatives, even considering them family.

But that’s the thing about relationships—once money gets involved, they deteriorate, just like those relatives of his who were related by blood.

In the end, he sold all the fixed assets in his hometown and continued his studies abroad with a hefty sum.

In the first few years, relatives would occasionally call to check on him. But as years passed and they realized Wang Yixuan had no intention to return, they stopped calling him.

Wang Yixuan didn’t mind this at all; on the contrary, he was glad to be left undisturbed; free to do whatever he wanted. At least he was absolutely free, without anyone nagging at his ear.

It was said that his reputation back home was very poor, the reason being those so-called relatives of his spreading rumors that he was a spendthrift, squandering all the money his parents left him.

But in reality, Wang Yixuan hardly touched the money his parents left unless absolutely necessary, as he felt he was fully capable of supporting himself without using his parents’ money.

In the years after graduation, Wang Yixuan mostly traveled around. He traveled leisurely, staying in a city long enough to fully appreciate its beauty.

And this was beneficial too, as the long stays allowed him to set up street stalls and earn enough for his travels to the next city.

It was for this reason that during his travels in M Country, he applied for the job as Fu Han’s painter.

Come to think of it, if he hadn’t become Fu Han’s painter, he wouldn’t have accepted Fu Xingbo’s commission to return to his home country, and he wouldn’t have met Nan Qing.

When he first saw Nan Qing, he was dazzled. Her round face was not the sought-after oval face of the era, but her eyes were so clear and distinct, just like those of a newborn baby.

Having seen too much of humanity’s dark side, Wang Yixuan knew at first glance that Nan Qing must have had a smooth-sailing life; otherwise, how could she have such eyes?

Now, looking back, it seemed inevitable for Wang Yixuan to be attracted to Nan Qing.

Someone who had struggled in hell yearns for beauty instinctively, and there was a gentle, radiant light about Nan Qing that he simply could not evade, no matter how hard he tried.

So, the question He Xing posed was really too naive. Wang Yixuan had long regarded Nan Qing as the most important person in his world.

The sun rose higher, the thick fog on the ground dispersed, and visibility greatly improved.

Both He Xing and Wang Yixuan, clear in each other’s sight, were equally handsome and stood tall with an air of strength about them. Even the way they kept their hands in their pockets echoed the same cool demeanor.

A light smile appeared on He Xing’s face as he looked at Wang Yixuan approvingly, "It seems you already have the answer in your heart, so just follow it."

After saying this, he no longer looked at Wang Yixuan and turned to walk toward the direction indicated by his earphones.

A breeze had just passed by, bringing with it the scent of breakfast from afar.

It was unclear who took the first step, but they walked towards it together.

It seems that’s how conversations between men are, simple and to the point; a touch is enough, unlike girls who compete and insist on the other adopting the same viewpoint.

There was only one Breakfast shop open on the large street, so there wasn’t much of a choice. Even the one that was open only had a few breakfast options available.

He Xing and Wang Yixuan each bought one of everything, to avoid any complaints from Fu Han and Nan Qing.

As they neared the hospital, He Xing’s phone rang. He took it out, glanced at it, and his expression instantly changed. He swiped and answered the call immediately, "Hello, Uncle Xia, what’s up?"

Wang Yixuan was taught it was impolite to eavesdrop on someone else’s phone conversation, but under the current circumstances, even if he did not intend to listen, he could hear it. After all, he was busy with his hands and truly could not spare one to cover his ear.

It was strange, as He Xing spoke, the temperature of the air seemed to drop suddenly, as if it had turned into a land of ice and snow, with the temperature plummeting straight down.

He Xing’s chilly voice came through again, "This matter is Xia Cheng’s fault to begin with. He’s an adult now and should take responsibility for his actions. I won’t get involved."

With that, the call ended with a snap. He continued to walk ahead, his face stretched especially long, looking as if someone owed him five million.

Just as they were about to reach the Inpatient Department, Wang Yixuan finally spoke up, "He Xing, was that call just now from Xia Ning?"

"No." There was no warmth in He Xing’s words, but after saying those two words, he spoke up again, his tone awkward as if trying to explain, "It was Xia Ning’s father... Xia Ning’s brother has gotten into some trouble, and they called me hoping I would help."

"I’ve heard they once saved you, so helping them is only right," Wang Yixuan casually remarked as he walked into the building. "A life-saving favor is indeed different; even if the other party has unreasonable demands, it is difficult for you to refuse."