Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 669 - 670: Beautiful Sister

Chapter 669: Chapter 670: Beautiful Sister

Nan Qing’s cheeks flushed bright red. She pinched the little girl’s face and said with a smile, "Who taught you that? How do you know about this? Do you know what it means?"

"Nobody taught me, I heard it from Mommy," the little girl said in her baby voice, tilting her head, "That’s what Mommy said when Auntie brought Uncle home."

The conversation filled Nan Qing with joy. She touched the little girl’s hair and was about to say something more when suddenly, a call rang out from afar. It was the little girl’s grandma, telling her to come home.

Nan Qing gently stroked her soft hair and said tenderly, "Go home, it was nice meeting you, goodbye!"

"Goodbye, pretty sister." The little girl looked especially lovely as she smiled. She walked towards her grandma with her doll in her arms and after a couple of steps, she suddenly turned back to look at Nan Qing, "Sister, are these the wedding candies you and brother are giving out? They’re so pretty."

The little tyke shook the lollipop, blinked her big eyes twice, and walked away playfully.

Earlier, the Square had been crowded, but as the throng of dancers left, it suddenly became desolate. The vast Square was now occupied by only Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan.

The Square was still lined with lights and the cool pavilion surrounding the Square was connected with lights as well—nothing had changed. Even the night breeze had become much warmer. Yet, it all suddenly seemed more deserted.

Nan Qing felt the need to say something, but when words came to her lips, she didn’t know how to begin. In the end, she sighed inwardly and quietly leaned back in her seat.

Wang Yixuan also sat for a while, his gaze fixed on something not far off—a candy wrapper discarded by the little girl.

When the candy was still wrapped up, its paper was beautiful; but once it was unwrapped, the paper turned into trash, to be thrown into the bin.

No matter how pretty the wrapper, once it had lost its use, it was destined to end up in the trash bin.

Wang Yixuan shifted his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "When is Fu Han coming back?"

"Let me check." Nan Qing took out her phone to look and said softly, "She’s already on her way, should be here soon."

"Good," Wang Yixuan replied, standing up and walking towards the candy wrapper. He bent slightly and picked it up between two fingers, making his way to the trash can on the left.

As Nan Qing silently watched him from her chair, an odd feeling began creeping into her heart—she had the growing sense that Wang Yixuan was moving away from her step by step.

The closer Wang Yixuan got to the trash can, the stronger this strange feeling became.

Nan Qing intended to stay seated and wait for Wang Yixuan, but she couldn’t remain still. She ran up to him and hugged his waist from behind, "Are you leaving?"

"Who... who said that?" Wang Yixuan’s face stiffened for a moment—a moment that Nan Qing didn’t see.

He patted Nan Qing’s hand on his waist and said in a voice as gentle as possible, "Don’t think nonsense, I wouldn’t do such a thing."

For some reason, Nan Qing felt a vast distance between them as he spoke, as if they were separated by mountains and seas.

Instead of subsiding, Nan Qing’s dissatisfaction was inflamed, and she tugged at Wang Yixuan’s arm, trying to see his profile when her phone rang—it was a call from Fu Han.

She hung up in less than two minutes and turned back to meet Wang Yixuan’s gaze just in time.

At that moment, Wang Yixuan had returned to his usual demeanor—a handsome, exquisite face devoid of emotion and eyes that seemed neither turbulent nor calm, as though they contained nothing and everything at the same time.

Nan Qing looked at Wang Yixuan earnestly, but the anxiety she’d felt before had vanished without a trace.

Yet she was certain her intuition was not wrong—Wang Yixuan must have had some troubling thoughts just now, which is why she had that feeling.

She approached Wang Yixuan, intending to take his hand, but he subtly dodged her.

Wang Yixuan elegantly turned to face her from above and said with a warm tone, "Didn’t you say Fu Han is almost here? Let’s go order first."

Nan Qing opened her mouth to voice her doubts, only to be interrupted when Wang Yixuan suddenly flicked her with his finger.

"Ow, that hurts." Nan Qing’s attention was immediately diverted. Although she cried out in pain, her expression was smiling, not at all suggestive of true pain. Instead, her face seemed to come to life all at once.

Before they were together, Wang Yixuan would occasionally tease Nan Qing with this gesture. It really did hurt, but at those times, Wang Yixuan’s eyes would be extraordinarily tender, filled with an indissoluble depth of affection.

Today Wang Yixuan repeated the gesture on Nan Qing, who was delighted, eager to see if his eyes held the same deep affection as before. However, just then the lights inside the pavilion went out, leaving only the surrounding streetlights. The sharp contrast in visibility momentarily obscured Wang Yixuan’s face from her view.

Once her eyes adjusted to the new lighting, Wang Yixuan was already pulling her forward, his expression back to normal.

Pregnancy was a surprise for Nan Qing; miscarriage, even more so.

The impact of both on Nan Qing was profound. After the pregnancy, Wang Yixuan had been determined to take responsibility, resolute in marrying Nan Qing. Yet following the miscarriage, although Wang Yixuan remained attentive to her, his heart seemed to have locked her out. Nan Qing wanted to reach him but didn’t know where to find the key.

Ever since his conversation with He Xing, Wang Yixuan’s treatment of Nan Qing had improved. He would occasionally share his views on things with her and continued to care for her every day as before.

To outsiders and even to Fu Han, Wang Yixuan truly seemed to treat Nan Qing better than ever. They appeared blissfully in love, like a couple in their honeymoon phase.

But only Nan Qing knew that something had changed. She couldn’t pinpoint what exactly, but she had a strong feeling that Wang Yixuan was not the same man he had been before.

Recently, Fu Han had talked with Mrs. Nangong, and afterward, Mrs. Nangong had seen Wang Yixuan a few times. Mrs. Nangong was consistently warm to him, never once bringing up the couple’s relationship issues, and clearly supportive of them.