Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 138 - Conceal 138

Chapter 138: Conceal 138

Chapter 138: Conceal 138

Nan Qing indeed did not suspect anything, and she chuckled, asking, “Haven’t you all wrapped up for the day? When are you coming over to eat?”

“I… Can I not go?” Fu Han really didn’t want to go. She had just spoken those words to Su Cheng, and now it would be truly awkward to meet again.

“No way,” Nan Qing rebutted without hesitation. “We’re going to eat and then I’m heading back to City A straight to the airport to spend the New Year abroad. If you don’t come for dinner, we’ll have to wait until next year to see each other again.”

With a sigh, Fu Han said helplessly, “Alright then, I’ll change my clothes and head over. You guys start without me; no need to wait.”

By the time she had changed clothes and taken a taxi to the hotel, Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe were already there; everyone was chatting idly and not a single dish was on the table, obviously waiting for her.

Fu Han felt somewhat embarrassed as she politely apologized and settled next to Nan Qing. Nan Qing’s parents smiled amiably and instructed the waiter to start serving the food.

Ironically, Fu Han’s seat faced right towards Su Cheng, and unless she kept her head down or turned to talk to Nan Qing, she inevitably had to see Su Cheng.

Su Cheng’s gaze was like twin beams of light, and intense ones at that, striking Fu Han directly and leaving her no place to hide.

Most importantly, though Su Cheng was a grown man, his gaze at Fu Han was filled with a wistful sorrow, like that of a resentful woman trapped in a deep palace.

His staring was so intense that it drew the attention of others in the private room, making her the center of focus.

Fu Han felt utterly uncomfortable. She had had little appetite to begin with, and now she ate less than ten bites off the whole table spread.

The heat was cranked up too high in the private room, so Fu Han excused herself to the restroom for a breath of fresh air, standing by the window at the end of the room to catch the breeze.

In less than two minutes, footsteps sounded behind her, and turning, Fu Han unsurprisingly saw Nan Qing. The two close friends shared a knowing smile.

Nan Qing stood beside her and asked curiously, “What’s really going on between you and Su Cheng? One flees, the other chases.”

“We broke up.” Fu Han had never intended to hide it from Nan Qing, but although she had been trying to figure out how to tell her, now that she said it, she felt unexpectedly relieved.

Nan Qing seemed surprised, but merely surprised. She tilted her head and chuckled, “The breakup was inevitable. You never really had your heart set on Su Cheng.”

“You…” Fu Han’s eyes widened in astonishment. Her revelation hadn’t shocked Nan Qing, but it was Nan Qing’s response that had taken her aback.

Nan Qing shrugged and laughed self-deprecatingly, “Fancying someone can’t be concealed, no matter how much you try. Your eyes can’t lie. You’ve never looked at Su Cheng the way you do when you look at He Xing.”

A gust of wind swept through. The biting cold from the narrow gap of the window sliced into their cheeks like knives, one cut after another.

Fu Han felt her body warmth fading away, and just when she thought she’d freeze into an icicle, she spoke again, “Nan Qing, do you want to give it another shot?”

“Chase Su Cheng?” Nan Qing laughed mockingly, “Although I don’t mind your affair with Su Cheng, I am, after all, the treasured pearl of my parents. He has already rejected me several times. Do you expect me to keep humbling myself and chase after him?”

“That’s not what I mean.” Realizing Nan Qing misunderstood her, Fu Han hurriedly clarified, “I genuinely think you two suit each other. It would be such a shame to give up just like that.”

“You think we suit each other? Are you the only one?” Amidst the chilly wind, Nan Qing’s hair was whipped about, her face obscured by fluttering strands, ambiguous between a smile and tears.

Suddenly, Fu Han felt a pang of sadness. She patted Nan Qing’s shoulder, “You’re right, love cannot be forced. We can’t make someone love us, nor can we force ourselves to love someone else.”

…

Downstairs at the hotel, Luo Qinghe drove Fu Han away, leaving Su Cheng to bid farewell with his parents and godparents.

The Huangpu madam took Su Cheng aside and asked, “What’s really the matter with you and Fu Han? You’ve barely spoken all night, and you’re not in a quarrel, are you?”

Su Cheng gave a bitter smile, “Mom, haven’t you always wished that Fu Han and I would separate soon? You should be happy about this situation.”

With a complex expression, the Huangpu madam sighed, “That’s true, but what can I do if you like her?”

Then she abruptly shifted the topic, “You asked your father and me not to be hard on Fu Han. We haven’t said a harsh word to her all evening.”

“Thank you, Dad and Mom,” Su Cheng sighed sorrowfully, then continued in a pleading tone, “Mom, no matter what happens between me and Fu Han, it’ll be my own willing choice. Even if we end up breaking up, I hope you and Dad will never blame her.”

“That’s impossible,” the Huangpu madam laughed heartily. “If Fu Han really magnanimously breaks up with you, not only will I not target her, but I will also be grateful to her and regard her as a benefactor.”

The mother’s words were undoubtedly a thorn, piercing deeply into Su Cheng’s heart. Several times he almost blurted out, “We’ve already broken up,” but it felt as though something was blocking his throat, and he just couldn’t say it.

The four elders were in the car, with Nan Qing and Su Cheng standing about five meters away.

The chilly night wind howled on, and after several minutes, Su Cheng remained motionless.

Nan Qing felt like she was about to turn into an icicle. She tightened her down jacket, “Su Cheng, did you call me over just to catch a cold?”

Her banter nearly broke down Su Cheng’s defenses, and in the darkness, he smiled, like the brightest Morning Star in the sky, “I can’t spend New Year’s with my parents, so please take good care of them for me.”

“No problem,” Nan Qing said, slapping Su Cheng’s shoulder cavalierly. “You don’t need to tell me that. Alright, we’re leaving, or we’ll miss the flight.”

As she turned to leave, Su Cheng suddenly interrupted her in haste, “Wait a second, there’s one more thing I need to ask of you.”

“What is it?” Nan Qing continued to stand with her back to Su Cheng. Her light response was like a stone dropped into still waters, causing no ripples.

“I haven’t told my parents about the breakup with Fu Han… Can you… Can you…” Su Cheng stumbled over his words, finding it hard to continue.

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“So you want me to keep it a secret, that’s no big deal.” Nan Qing chuckled again, her smile in the dark night blooming like a serene cactus flower, indescribably beautiful, “I wish you success in winning Fu Han back.”