Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 126 - Busy Night of 126

Chapter 126: Busy Night of 126

Chapter 126: Busy Night of 126

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Luo Qinghe had had just enough to drink to straddle the line between sober and tipsy, clamoring to go to a bar. No matter how Su Cheng tried to dissuade him, it was no use. Worried that Luo Qinghe might get into trouble going to a bar alone, Su Cheng had no choice but to follow.

The streets were in the midst of the bitter cold of late winter, but within the bar, it was as if summer had arrived. The stage was graced with a dancer in a steel pipe dance, clad in a short skirt; men and women in the dance floor were dressed for warmer weather, in short sleeves, spaghetti straps, and shorts, their pale arms and legs particularly striking under the lights.

Su Cheng helped Luo Qinghe get settled at a spot next to the bar. Before they even ordered drinks, the bartender brought each of them a cocktail, nodding toward a nearby table, “Those ladies invited you to drink.”

“Thank you,” Luo Qinghe flashed a brilliant smile in that direction, then downed his cocktail in one go, “Good stuff, another round.”

Su Cheng felt a headache coming on. He pushed his own cocktail towards Luo Qinghe, “Brother Qinghe, after you finish this one, let’s head back, you have an early shoot tomorrow.”

Actually, Luo Qinghe wasn’t that drunk, at least he felt he wasn’t, his mind was quite clear. He really just came to the bar to have some fun.

He didn’t drink the second cocktail immediately but held it while leaning against the bar and surveyed the scene.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and he pointed towards the center of the dance floor, “Is that Xia Ning over there?”

Su Cheng quickly looked in the direction Luo Qinghe was pointing. Though he was not at all familiar with Xia Ning, having spent the day photographing her, he had her face indelibly imprinted in his memory.

Xia Ning was in black skinny jeans and sneakers, topped with a plain white tee. The tee was knotted on the side, revealing a slice of her midriff, her long hair cascading to her waist.

At the moment, Xia Ning was tilting her head back, dancing with her eyes closed, surrounded by at least three men who took turns brushing against her with wandering hands.

Strangely, Xia Ning seemed completely unfazed by them, not showing the slightest signs of disgust.

Knowing about Xia Ning’s longstanding issues with Fu Han, Su Cheng felt some aversion; his first instinct was to take Luo Qinghe and leave, out of sight, out of mind.

However, Luo Qinghe showed great interest, not only refusing to leave but also taking out his phone to record the scene.

Su Cheng had always found Luo Qinghe’s unorthodox behavior baffling and now had to sit by idly as Luo Qinghe filmed; moreover, due to Fu Han, he privately thought that it wouldn’t be bad if Luo Qinghe caught some unflattering footage of Xia Ning. That way, if Xia Ning bullied Fu Han again, he’d have a means to deal with her.

Suddenly, a tall man entered, dressed in a long black down jacket. His bald head reflected the light, and despite his nondescript face, he exuded a menacing aura.

He shoved past everyone blocking his path, making a beeline for Xia Ning and pulling her down from the stage, “Xiaoning, come back with me.”

Xia Ning, startled to see Yang Kaitai, instinctively tried to dodge.

This reaction infuriated Yang Kaitai; he was on fire, grabbing and pulling Xia Ning into his arms, and with a hoarse voice told her, “You’d better drink your fill or you’ll suffer the consequences!”

Xia Ning’s face was pale, trembling like a leaf, but she didn’t dare to speak out, resigning herself to follow Yang Kaitai.

“Let go of the lady!” A roar came from who knows where, and two men emerged from the dance floor heading straight for Yang Kaitai, fists flying.

Su Cheng could see clearly that these were the same men who had been taking advantage of Xia Ning just moments before. He spat in disgust inwardly, these men were no better than Yang Kaitai, just a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

Luo Qinghe was still recording, leisurely elbowing Su Cheng, “When did Yang Kaitai get out of prison? Do you know?”

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng finally remembered who that bald man was. Yang Kaitai’s sudden appearance and significant change in appearance had made it hard for him to recognize.

The Upper-Class Society of City A is a small circle; the four major families are permanent members there, while the Xia Family and Yang Family were recent riches and had slowly infiltrated the circle.

Su Cheng thought for a moment and shook his head, “I haven’t heard anything about Yang Kaitai getting out. He shouldn’t have been released so soon; it seems the Yang Family must have paid a hefty price this time.”

Luo Qinghe swayed the camera in his hand, laughing happily, “Believe it or not, if someone calls the police right now, he’ll be going straight back in.”

Su Cheng realized the situation had descended into chaos; Yang Kaitai already had a short temper, and it had worsened since his release from prison. Within a few words, he had already started throwing punches, and several security guards rushing forward couldn’t restrain him.

“Where did Xia Ning go?” Su Cheng asked, confused, searching through the crowd and hesitating whether he should intervene.

Though he disliked Xia Ning, turning a blind eye was another matter altogether.

“She slipped away early, she’s at the door now,” Luo Qinghe said disdainfully, gesturing toward the entrance, “The lady of the Xia Family is no simple character, a fine egoist, indeed. Although those men are nothing good, they were fighting for her, and yet she left without a word.”

Su Cheng nodded in agreement. With the situation under control and the bar’s patrons scattering, there was no point in staying any longer, so he pulled Luo Qinghe out without another word.

They had walked from a busy food stall to the bar for dinner, and now they had to walk back to pick up their car and return to the hotel.

On the way back, Luo Qinghe checked the video, commenting earnestly, “You’d think Xia Ning grew up sheltered like a princess in a honey jar, but she has quite a wild side. Imagine if others saw this, would she still want to be a star?”

Su Cheng didn’t reply, but he deeply agreed with this sentiment and thought to himself, “Xia Ning dares to rival Fu Han for He Xing? Aside from her face looking alright, she has no merits at all, and even just in terms of appearance, Fu Han wins.”

Realizing what he was pondering, a strong sense of irritation surged within Su Cheng, since when did he even think He Xing and Fu Han made a good match?

Back at the hotel, Su Cheng offered to escort Luo Qinghe upstairs, but Luo Qinghe declined. Though his walk was a bit unsteady, it was still in a straight line, so he wasn’t completely drunk.

Su Cheng sat in the car without leaving, checking the time and estimating that Luo Qinghe should have made it back to the room by now. He got out of the car and went into the hotel.

He wanted to see Fu Han, desperately so, but he didn’t want to show Luo Qinghe his eagerness or even let Luo Qinghe know he was going to see Fu Han, so he let Luo Qinghe go up first.