Night Fire Lingering

Chapter 302 I Will Not Marry Anyone Else

Gu Yanci's estimated time was very accurate; He Tingchuan arrived at the capital airport in about nine hours.

The body of Gu's father and news of his death were also brought back to China, causing a major earthquake in the country's elite social circles.

Even though Luo Beiqing knew about this, some people still inquired about it, asking why Gu's father had suddenly died. While replying that she didn't know, Luo Beiqing pondered that Gu's father's matter was of great importance, and that it was probably a good thing that neither the He family nor He Tingchuan would have time to cause her trouble in the next few days.

Just a few minutes later, the maid who was taking care of her knocked on the door: "Miss Luo, Mr. He is here and wants to see you."

"I won't see you." Luo Beiqing calmly drank his chicken soup, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Yes." The servants and bodyguards outside the door were all sent by Madam Gu. This incident has caused such a big commotion that they have received strict orders to prioritize Wen Yan and Luo Beiqing above all else.

As for whether it will offend the He family?

Mrs. Zhong Xue of the He family has been turned away two or three times, offending both sides.

"Wait a minute." Luo Beiqing suddenly changed his mind. "Could you please let him in?"

Since she had already decided to leave, the best course of action was to lower He Tingchuan's guard, and her attitude at this point was crucial.

Perhaps to coincide with the news of his father's death, He Tingchuan dressed in all black. As soon as he entered the room, he tightly embraced Luo Beiqing, who was lying on the hospital bed, as if she were a treasure he had lost and found again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I came back late, Bei Qing..." He kept muttering to himself, both as an apology and as a way to comfort himself.

Luo Beiqing could feel his hand trembling as it touched her.

She turned her head slightly to look at He Tingchuan. The worry on the man's face was genuine, and the only reflection in his brown eyes was her.

This unfamiliar yet affectionate demeanor left Luo Beiqing feeling somewhat dazed.

"It's alright." Luo Beiqing pushed him away and said, "I heard your father passed away. Please accept my condolences."

He Tingchuan loosened his grip on Luo Beiqing slightly, looked her up and down again to make sure her face wasn't too pale, and said, "Beiqing, I promise to give you a clean He family, and I'll be able to deliver on that promise soon."

Next came taking over power and cleaning house, tasks that He Tingchuan handled with ease.

Looking at his serious expression, Luo Beiqing asked with some doubt, "He Tingchuan, I don't know when you started to be so obsessed with these things. If you had married someone else, would you still be like this?"

From the very beginning, it was a mutually beneficial business marriage, a perfectly harmonious but superficial couple. She admits she was moved by his protection and support; did he feel the same way? Do men also believe in the idea of ​​feelings developing over time?

"will not."

"Ok?"

"Didn't I tell you? I won't marry anyone else." He Tingchuan gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Do you think that mere financial benefits are enough to sway me and make me use marriage as a bargaining chip?"

To be honest, even if it were a business marriage, he could have found a more suitable partner than Luo Beiqing at the time. In the end, it was Luo Beiqing who caught his eye, he just didn't realize it at first.

Luo Beiqing paused for a moment, but didn't delve into it or show any curiosity. She picked up her spoon and continued drinking the chicken soup.

She didn't remember if He Tingchuan had mentioned it, which made her realize once again that her mental state was not good—she needed to leave this place, leave the capital, and start over.

“I will make everyone give you an explanation for this, including my mother. If you want, she will never appear in front of you again.” He Tingchuan held Luo Beiqing’s hand and said, “This time I didn’t think things through and left you in danger by leaving you suddenly. I promise, this will be the last time.”

Luo Beiqing said nonchalantly, "It's okay."

Anyway, we probably won't see each other again.

In He Tingchuan's mind, Luo Beiqing was not a very magnanimous person, much less pretend to be magnanimous. Zhong Xue's willful behavior almost caused her and the baby to get into trouble, and also injured Wen Yan. She shouldn't have this attitude!

He Tingchuan felt inexplicably flustered and explained, "My sudden trip abroad this time is actually—"

“He Tingchuan,” Luo Beiqing interrupted him, “I know why you left. I don’t really care why you left, you know I’m not an understanding person.”

He Tingchuan was silent for two seconds, then made conversation by saying, "On my way here, I was actually most afraid that you wouldn't want to see me."

Luo Beiqing looked up and chuckled: "What good will it do if I'm unwilling?"

The smile on He Tingchuan's lips froze.

"Northern tilt..."

"I'm a little tired. The baby is in the PICU. If you have time, you can go and see him." Luo Beiqing realized that she still couldn't be a qualified actress and couldn't pretend to be compliant with him.

He Tingchuan then remembered the existence of a child he wasn't very familiar with.

He didn't want to leave, so he asked, "Have you decided what name to give him?"

"No."

"He can take your last name if you want."

He Tingchuan was so obsequious that even the Gu family's servants couldn't help but glance at him.

Even after a divorce, it's extremely rare for a wealthy family to allow their eldest son, who is also the firstborn, to take the mother's surname.

Luo Beiqing raised her eyes, finding it strange: "My son should take my surname, shouldn't that be the case?"

He Tingchuan: "..."

He Tingchuan smiled helplessly, his smile tinged with doting affection.

This is the Luo Beiqing he knows.

Luo Beiqing put his mind at ease.

"Yes, it should take your surname."

-

The funeral in the He family happened suddenly, but since the head of the family had passed away, there was no suggestion to keep it simple. Although He Tingchuan was extremely unwilling, he was called back to the He family home after only an hour at the hospital.

What followed was a power struggle and the elimination of dissidents, plunging the He family into a bloody uproar. Zhong Xue, who used to come to the hospital every day demanding to take the child away, stopped appearing, and even Uncle Luo and his wife did not show up.

Luo Beiqing enjoyed a few peaceful days.

Several times, I was told by the maid that He Tingchuan had come the night before after I woke up in the morning.

"Oh." Luo Beiqing's reaction was indifferent; it didn't matter whether he came or not.

Luo Beiqing suddenly remembered something and looked at Wen Yan, who was beside her: "Dr. Zhang said that I'm doing well recently, so I can go see the baby."

Luo Beiqing has not seen her baby since giving birth.

Wen Yan put a hat on Luo Beiqing to keep her from catching a cold before taking her to the PICU.

“This kind of postpartum care isn’t common in other countries.” Luo Beiqing complained that it was too much trouble, but she was very cooperative.

She understood the good intentions of both Madam Gu and Wen Yan; she was not ungrateful.

Wen Yan nagged like an old woman: "That's abroad! Better safe than sorry."

She came to the hospital today to change the dressing on her leg wound, and Gu Yanci accompanied her. He was working on his laptop outside Luo Beiqing's ward. Seeing the two of them come out, he tossed the laptop to his assistant and followed Wen Yan.