Chapter 189: Will We Be Together?

Sheng Yu stopped his footsteps and turned his head to glance at the slender woman standing not far away.

"See if she is willing to marry me now."

After receiving this answer, Ning Huaiqing nodded bitterly.

Not surprised at all.

As long as it is someone Sheng Yu has set his heart on, he will surely hold them in the palm of his hand.

A man as strong and overbearing as him would offer the best pampering in the world to the person before him.

Ning Huaiqing felt her heart shatter into pieces.

She said in a low voice, "Miss Zhu is a person with a very good personality. With her by your side, your condition will surely be well controlled."

The call from that stranger tonight had left her unable to calm her mind for a long time.

Especially seeing Sheng Yu and thinking of their child, a wave of bitterness surged in her heart; she wanted so much to tell Sheng Yu about their child, but she could not.

Because that would make Zhu Yuan's situation awkward.

She loved Sheng Yu, and she hoped he would live well and be happy.

If it were before this, she would have kept her distance, just like before.

She would also have watched him and Zhu Yuan silently in the crowd,

but at this moment, upon hearing that he wanted to marry Zhu Yuan, her emotions were somewhat beyond her control, wanting to get closer to him, just a little closer.

She looked at the man's cold brows and eyes, pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice, "Are the episodes frequent for you these past few years?"

Sheng Yu looked at her, his brows slightly furrowed.

Ning Huaiqing was a woman who understood boundaries very well; whether before that night or after that night, she had always maintained the distance a friend should have.

Because his mother liked her when she was alive, he did not reject her being by his side.

"Very rarely."

She took a step forward and said, "I went to Yucheng a few days ago to pay respects to Aunt Yu Lan. After I went abroad three years ago, I never came back, and I hadn't been to pay respects to her for many years."

Only then did Sheng Yu cast his gaze upon her, yet he said aloofly, "Thank you."

He was still like this, unwilling to say an extra word, only willing to say more when it came to Zhu Yuan.

Ning Huaiqing laughed at herself, "Aunt Yu Lan used to say that when I grew up, I should marry you and be her daughter-in-law. I remember you even nodded back then."

A gust of wind blew in from the open door, gently lifting the long black hair draped behind her head; her eyes were sorrowful, and she looked as if she were about to shatter.

The man's eyes were indifferent, and his tone grew even colder, "Those were just old jokes, why must you take them to heart? In fact, I don't even remember what you just said."

It was nothing more than being annoyed by his mother when he was young, so he brushed it off; as for whether he actually nodded, it didn't matter at all.

He switched Zhu Yuan's coat to his other hand and turned to walk outside.

Suddenly, he sensed footsteps approaching from behind, but because he had no defenses up against Ning Huaiqing, the moment he reacted, Ning Huaiqing had already hugged his waist from behind.

Tightly, with choked gasps.

"If that incident hadn't happened that night three years ago, would we be together?"

She didn't even have time to finish the last three words before Sheng Yu shouted coldly, "Let go!"

He was not even willing to touch her hands.

Ning Huaiqing's heart tightened with pain; the moment she let go, the man strode out of the private room with his long legs.

A series of cold gusts rushed in from the open door.

Ning Huaiqing's tears could not stop falling.

How had she started deceiving herself as well?

Sheng Yu hadn't wanted to take responsibility for her that night three years ago, which was enough to show that Sheng Yu had never had romantic feelings for her.

What was she hoping for?

Suddenly, the man who had reached the door stopped his footsteps.

Ning Huaiqing had known Sheng Yu for twenty years; although she didn't understand him one hundred percent, she knew no one understood Sheng Yu better than she did.

So when Sheng Yu radiated a cold aura and helplessness, her heart trembled.

There was only one person in this world who could make Sheng Yu like this.

She chased out and looked up abruptly, just in time to see Zhu Yuan standing at the corner outside the door.

Like a panicked rabbit, her unadorned face flashed with awkwardness, embarrassment, and a trace of sorrow.

It was obvious she had bumped into the scene of her hugging Sheng Yu just now.

"Zhu..."

Ning Huaiqing opened her mouth to explain, but Zhu Yuan smiled and walked toward Sheng Yu, "Are we going back?"

Sheng Yu had already reached out before she walked over, holding her cold hand, tightening his grip, then draped her coat over her shoulders and tucked her hand into his pocket, "How long have you been standing there?"

"Just got here. They said you came in to get the coat, so I came to find you." Zhu Yuan held his hand back inside his pocket.

Her hands were cold and trembling slightly.

Sheng Yu's mind kept flashing back to the sorrow that had flickered in her eyes just now; his heart tugged, and he put his arm around her shoulders, taking her away directly.

After getting into the car, Sheng Yu pulled her into his arms, touching her face that had been chilled by the wind, "Yuanyuan."

Zhu Yuan hummed in his arms, her fingers clutching his coat tightly.

"You don't need to explain anything to me; everyone has their own past. I just didn't expect Miss Ning to love you so much."

Ning Huaiqing's love for Sheng Yu was restrained yet surging; that intense sense of brokenness made even her feel moved.

"I don't want anyone else's love." Sheng Yu held her face, but discovered Zhu Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his hands began to tremble.

He used to want to see her jealous and sulking.

But at this very moment, seeing her eyes turn red, Sheng Yu felt like he was going to go crazy.

He pulled Zhu Yuan into his arms with force, wishing he could knead her into his own flesh and blood, "Listen to me, it's not what you think between Ning Huaiqing and me; I have never had any romantic feelings for her. You just need to remember that you are the only person I want."

Suddenly, the person in his arms chuckled, "So, I really have to turn up the intensity to hear you confess."

Sheng Yu cupped Zhu Yuan's face, watching the flash of cunning in her eyes, as if everything just now had been a facade.

"You want to hear these things?" Sheng Yu's eyes were heavy with surging emotions as he followed her lead, "What else do you want to hear?"

Zhu Yuan's throat choked up; she pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth, trying to restrain her emotions, but she hadn't expected her facade to crumble in a second, and her eyes turned red again.

She avoided Sheng Yu's gaze, her eyes growing redder, "I don't want to hear it anymore, who wants to hear about your messy affairs!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got!

"Do you not have hands or feet! If she wanted to hug you, couldn't you have..."

Sheng Yu's breathing was heavy; he held her tightly, turned her face back, and kissed her over and over again.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Ning Huaiqing returned home, Father Ning happened to come out of his room, wearing a bathrobe, holding his phone while on a call, seemingly about to go downstairs.

"Dad." Ning Huaiqing greeted him in a low voice.

Father Ning nodded slightly and walked to the top of the stairs.

—If you board that flight tomorrow, I will make the information about that child public and ruin Sheng Yu's reputation.

The threat from the person on the other end of that phone call echoed in her mind.

Ning Huaiqing suddenly turned back to look at Father Ning, who was walking down the steps.

Father Ning was deep in conversation with the person on the phone and didn't notice her footsteps as she returned.

The moment he stepped down the stairs, a sudden force pushed against him, and he tumbled down the stairs.