When Nie Zheng returned to the living room, the banquet had already dispersed.
Tonight's birthday party was originally a farce and it's time to end.
"Back."
In the living room, Ye Wanrong and Song Feixue were sitting upright, waiting for Nie Zheng. Seeing Nie Zheng coming, Song Feixue whispered, "Auntie, please be gentle and don't hurt the harmony between mother and son for the sake of outsiders."
Ye Wanrong smiled and nodded, "Feixue, you are still thoughtful. Auntie likes this most about you. You are knowledgeable and sensible."
Song Feixue pursed her lips and smiled, but her eyes kept falling on Nie Zheng.
"Azheng." Ye Wanrong pointed to the sofa, "Sit."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, looking a little tired.
Ye Wanrong's tone was as gentle as possible, "Zheng, since you and Feng Xiaoxiao have divorced, her matter has ended, and I will never mention her to you again in the future."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, still silent.
Ye Wanrong nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, you and Feixue can consider your marriage, right?"
Nie Zheng was startled and frowned.
"Mom, I just got divorced, so you just..."
"What happened?"
Ye Wanrong didn't feel anything was wrong at all, "You have just divorced, but Fei Xue has been waiting for you for so many years. How much youth does a woman have to waste like this? If you wait any longer, Fei Xue will be old."
"Mom..." Nie Zheng frowned, impatient.
Song Feixue hurriedly pulled Ye Wanrong: "Auntie, don't rush Ah Zheng. Ah Zheng must have his own plans."
She paused, looked at Nie Zheng, and said.
"Ah Zheng has always been true to his word. He will never break his promise to me."
"Huh?" When Ye Wanrong heard this, there was something in the words, "Feixue, what did Ah Zheng promise you?"
"Mom." Nie Zheng said, "You can go back to your room and rest. I have something to say to Fei Xue."
Ye Wanrong was naturally unhappy, "Is there anything I can't listen to? Just say it."
"Mom." Nie Zheng's face darkened, "I told you, I have something to tell Feixue."
As a result, Ye Wanrong felt scared. Every time Nie Zheng did this, there was no need to discuss it. Even she, the mother, had to listen to him.
Ye Wanrong had no choice but to stand up.
"Okay, let's talk about it."
Ye Wanrong took two steps and then turned back, "Zheng, let's talk about it. But remember, the result must be marriage. I won't accept any other result."
Nie Zheng sighed silently and didn't say a word.
Ye Wanrong was bored and went upstairs. Before leaving, she gave Song Feixue an encouraging look.
"Haha." Song Feixue laughed and said to Nie Zheng, "Auntie is really cute."
cute?
Nie Zheng frowned, "That's for you, right? She is very harsh on Xiaoxiao."
"Uh..." Song Feixue was stunned, "That's because Auntie and I are destined."
The opportunities between people are indescribable, and Nie Zheng didn't say much. He was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Feixue, to be honest, I promised you at the beginning because you were in danger... I wanted to give you the belief to survive."
Um?
Song Feixue was stunned, "Azheng, what do you mean?"
Nie Zheng sighed lightly, facing Song Feixue's gaze without evading at all, "To be honest, I have no way of marrying you."
Song Feixue's expression froze, "Why?"
"The reason is very simple." Nie Zheng also avoided the question, "I don't have you in my heart."
He raised his hand and pointed to the left side of his chest, "You know better than anyone who is here, don't you?"
Even Xiaoxiao herself is not as clear as she is.
Song Feixue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant.
She finally expected that Nie Zheng and Feng Xiaoxiao were getting divorced, but what did she hear? Nie Zheng still couldn't let go of Feng Xiaoxiao?
Song Feixue's eyes turned red instantly, "I don't believe it! If that's the case, why did you get divorced? Are you, Nie Zheng, someone who gives up so easily?"
Yes, Nie Zheng secretly mocked that he actually gave up. But the child that Feng Xiaoxiao took away was a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.
But Nie Zheng would not tell Song Feixue, and would only say lightly, "This is between me and Xiaoxiao."
"ha."
Song Feixue sneered lightly.
"Yes, it's your business. I won't ask, and I don't want to ask. If I ask, it will only make me unhappy. What's the point of asking?"
Nie Zheng frowned and said in a deep voice.
"So, Feixue, I can't marry you."
After saying that, he was silent for two seconds and stood up. "Feixue, think about it calmly. I'll leave first."
Nie Zheng took two steps forward, and Song Feixue stood up suddenly. "A Zheng."
Nie Zheng squatted down but did not look back.
Looking at his back, Song Feixue couldn't help but blush. "It's been all these years, Azheng, do you know? I have always been like this, looking at your back... I look forward to it, and I miss you in my dreams."
I turn around."
Nie Zheng sighed, "Feixue, I really don't have any feelings for you."
"Why?" Song Feixue covered her chest. She really didn't understand, "What's wrong with me? Why don't you like me?"
Nie Zheng turned around and glanced at her. "Feixue, you are so smart, you should understand that you can't help yourself whether you like her or not, and you can't help your heart... either."
The implication is that if you like Feng Xiaoxiao, you can't control it, and there is no way to force you to like Song Feixue.
"No!"
Song Feixue held her head and shook her head in pain.
"You promised me, you clearly promised me!"
"Feixue, calm down." Nie Zheng said in a deep voice, "In that situation, the doctor said you were in danger. You held my hand. I just wanted you to survive!"
"Why?"
Song Feixue broke out and became hysterical.
"Since you don't like me, do you care whether I live or die?"
"Of course I can't let you die!" Nie Zheng frowned and shouted, "I, Nie Zheng, don't want to owe anyone! If you can't survive, I owe you a life! How can I repay you?"
"!"
Song Feixue was startled, it turned out that this was Nie Zheng's answer.
Song Feixue opened her mouth, tears falling silently.
Nie Zheng sighed and wanted to leave again.
"Azheng." Song Feixue refused to let him go, "What if, I say... I must make you fulfill your promise."
What?
Nie Zheng turned around suddenly, "Feixue, you clearly know..."
"Yes." Song Feixue nodded, "I like you, that's enough. It doesn't matter if you don't have me in your heart. I just want you to fulfill your promise and marry me! I know that you will not betray the marriage."
Nie Zheng sighed and shook his head. "Xiao Xiao..."
"Promise her."
Suddenly, Ye Wanrong left and came back.
Nie Zheng was startled, "Mom."
Ye Wanrong glared at her son, then hugged Song Feixue who was crying, "Feixue, stop crying, I heard you all. It's not Nie Zheng's fault to regret something he clearly promised."
Song Feixue leaned on Ye Wanrong's shoulder, "Auntie, please help me."
"Okay." Ye Wanrong went to see Nie Zheng, "Zheng, did you hear me?"
Nie Zheng was speechless, "Feixue, under such circumstances, you also want me to fulfill my promise?"
"Of course!" Ye Wanrong took the lead, "I'll answer for Fei Xue, a man's words are hard to follow. When did I teach you not to keep your word?"
Nie Zheng had no choice but to turn around and leave without saying a word.