<h4>Chapter 258: Chapter 258 Rehabilitation Failure</h4><h4></h4>


    Su Cheng admired each painting, his mind preupied with worries, hesitating about how to broach the subject. So he was in no rush.


    One by one, the coffee beans were ground into fine powder, and then he began to brew coffee, with the aroma starting to spread until it was time for thette art.


    Latte art is definitely a skill, and in order to make her coffee look better, Nan Qing had even taken a special training ss.


    Finally, two cups of coffee were ready, and Nan Qing, looking very satisfied, took out her phone to snap a picture, liking it more and more, so she decided to post it to her social media.


    After finishing all this, she called out to Su Cheng, "Come over for coffee."


    On either side of the bar, there was a tall stool, the kind verymon in bars; they were ufortable to sit on, but they sure were pretty.


    Su Cheng looked down at the coffee cup Nan Qing ced in front of him. Thette art was a delicate four-leaf clover, which, apart from the color, looked almost real.


    He then looked at Nan Qing’s cup of coffee, which had an irregr "heart" shape, looking simple and endearing, quite appealing.


    But a clover and a heart—Su Cheng found it hard not to overthink it.


    A sense of irritation rose from his heart. He picked up a small spoon and stirred, and the lifelike four-leaf clover disappeared, turning Nan Qing’s carefully crafted coffee into an ordinary cup.


    Nan Qing’s eyes blinked violently a few times, and by the time she looked up again, her expression had returned to normal, "Su Cheng, you haven’t told me what you came to see me for."


    His hand holding the spoon trembled for a moment. He set the ornate petal spoon down, dirtying the base of the coffee cup with sshes of coffee.


    What was bound to happen had toe. He should have rified things with Nan Qing a few days ago. She had been ducking the issue for so long. Now that he was here, it wouldn’t make sense to leave without saying anything.


    He cleared his throat, striving to speak in a calm tone, "I heard from my parents that you told yours... that we are together, so the cooperation between the Nangong and Huangpu families has be very close."


    "So that’s why you’re here?" Nan Qing shook the jade bracelet on her wrist with a blooming smile, "I’ve epted such a valuable gift from your family, I can’t just do nothing, right?"


    "This..." Su Cheng was immediately embarrassed, unable to say what he had prepared.


    The smile on Nan Qing’s face grew even more pronounced. She batted her eyshes twice, her thick, longshes sweeping up and down like brushes, "Don’t get me wrong, I just told my parents that we are trying out our rtionship for now, to see if we are suitable; it was just to pacify them. When the Huangpu Group no longer needs our help, I’ll tell them we’re not right for each other."


    One day, when Su Cheng was drunk, he unwittingly said something that made Nan Qing ponder deeply; she finally wrung some truth out of her mother. She knew Su Cheng didn’t like her, but to watch him struggle with his parents, she really couldn’t bear it.


    "You..." Su Cheng’s face was animated, his body leaning forward involuntarily, "Is that really what you think?"


    Nan Qing’s heart felt as if it was being pricked by tiny needles, but the smile on her face only grew brighter. She nodded vigorously, as if that made her less sad, "Of course, we are best friends. How could I stand by when you’re in trouble?"


    "Thank you," Su Cheng said, his voice carrying only those two simple words, but his eyes were slightly burning.


    It wasn’t until he got up to leave that Nan Qing noticed he was carrying arge backpack. Concerned, she hastily asked, "Are you going to see Fu Han?"


    "Yes." For some reason, Su Cheng felt a twinge of guilt as he said this, even though he had never hidden his feelings for Fu Han from Nan Qing—in fact, she was the first to know about his interest in Fu Han.


    Lost in thought, Nan Qing had already slowly started to speak, "Fu Han’s flight arrives in A City tonight. You can pick her up at the airport; there’s no need to go to her."


    Nan Qing looked at the empty gallery, feeling deste. She could deceive everyone, including Su Cheng, but she could never fool herself. As long as Su Cheng appeared in front of her, all her efforts were in vain.


    ...


    The captain’s announcement came over the speakers, indicating that the ne would soon bending in A City.


    Someone nudged Fu Han’s arm, "Wake up, you’ll soon see your lover."


    Fu Han hadn’t really been asleep; she just didn’t want to talk to the noisy man beside her, so she had closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. However, upon hearing this, she reluctantly opened her eyes, "Wang Yixuan, nobody would think you were mute if you stayed quiet."


    Indeed, the day after Fu Han received He Xing’s video call, she woke up before dawn, and Bai Qian did the same. She told Fu Han that she had booked a flight back to A City for her.


    At the same time, Bai Qian apologized, saying that she and Fu Xingbo had a lot of things to take care of in M Country, so they couldn’t apany Fu Han back. Instead... they’d asked Fu Han’s teacher, Wang Yixuan, to fill the role ofpanion.


    Fu Han was truly shocked when she heard the news. She tried very hard to refuse, but Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian would not listen, and Wang Yixuan looked more than willing to help.


    In the end, with Fu Han’s objections overruled, she could only watch as Wang Yixuan boarded the ne with her, enduring his torment all the way to the present.


    It was indeed torment. On the flight, Wang Yixuan even remembered his teaching duties, forcing Fu Han to draw everything within sight.


    Although this long flight improved her drawing skills considerably, the cost was severe—she had umted less than four hours of sleep.


    Now that the ne had finallynded, Fu Han nned to get rid of Wang Yixuan once they disembarked, visit Grandfather He, and then find a hotel to sleep in until oblivion.


    Wang Yixuan probably hadn’t rested well either and quickly agreed to Fu Han’s n; he decided to go his own way once they left the airport.


    As Fu Han was half-heartedly responding to Wang Yixuan, she walked towards the exit when suddenly she heard someone call her name.


    She looked in the direction the voice came from and saw He Xing in the crowd, smiling and waving at her. Her heartbeat became erratic, and a blush uncontrobly crept up her face.


    And as if herpanion, Wang Yixuan, loved to add fuel to the fire, he teased, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, huh? Why don’t you rush over for a hug, or even a kiss? I can take photos for you for free."


    Fu Han, unable to bear it any longer, stepped on Wang Yixuan’s foot and then, maintaining herposure, waved her hand in acknowledgement. It was only as her gaze wandered that she noticed Nan Qing and Su Cheng had alsoe to pick her up.