The feeling of nausea and vomiting soon passed, and Su Nanxing straightened up to see a bottle of water appear before her eyes.
Lu Beiyuan's slender, beautiful fingers were holding the body of the bottle, "Rinse your mouth."
As Su Nanxing took a step back, she noticed that Lu Beiyuan's other hand was placed behind her.
She frowned and stepped aside, "Thanks, I don't need it."
After she spoke and was about to leave, Lu Beiyuan grabbed her wrist, "Every time I've seen you recently, you've looked unwell. Is there something wrong with your health? Have you seen a doctor?"
Meng Qingxue, who had just been shrugged off, had quickly readjusted her facial expression and came over to say, "Yeah, it does seem like you've been staying up late. Nanxing, haven't you been resting well these past few days?"
Fearing that Lu Beiyuan might notice something, she could only desperately try to divert the attention from Su Nanxing's peculiarity.
Only then did Su Nanxing belatedly realize that she might be experiencing early pregnancy symptoms.
She secretly pinched her Hegu Acupoint and, without looking at Lu Beiyuan or paying any attention to Meng Qingxue, started walking inside.
Lu Beiyuan immediately followed her, "Nanxing!"
Meng Qingxue clenched her teeth as she watched them enter the banquet hall practically shoulder to shoulder, leaving her alone in her high heels, walking in forlornly.
The scene she had envisioned—entering arm-in-arm with Lu Beiyuan and dazzling everyone—vanished.
Not many people were aware of Su Nanxing and Lu Beiyuan's divorce yet.
She had planned to spread this news tonight—her arm in Lu Beiyuan's was to be a declaration of sovereignty!
But unexpectedly, the one accompanying Lu Beiyuan inside turned out to be Su Nanxing!
At this moment, Lu Beiyuan couldn't care less about others; his mind was wholly preoccupied with Su Nanxing's discomfort.
With every step Su Nanxing took, he followed. Having no choice, she spoke up, "Can you stop following me, please?"
Lu Beiyuan looked down at her with a lowered gaze and, after a few seconds of silence, finally spoke, "Although we've signed the agreement, the formalities haven't been completed yet, right?"
This was the truth.
Su Nanxing nodded.
"If the formalities haven't been completed, then legally, we are still husband and wife."
Su Nanxing did not expect him to say such a thing, "What are you trying to say?"
"Don't regard me as your enemy," Lu Beiyuan reached out to take her hand, "Let me take you to the hospital."
Su Nanxing dodged him, "Lu Beiyuan, there are so many people watching, don't do this. If you're free, we can go get the certificate tomorrow."
After speaking, she turned and walked away to find the girl she was supposed to take care of.
Meng Qingxue took several deep breaths before she managed to readjust her expression and approached Lu Beiyuan, "Brother Beiyuan, how's Nanxing? Is she feeling any better?"
Lu Beiyuan shook his head.
Meng Qingxue hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Brother Beiyuan, I have a friend at the Second Hospital, and Nanxing works there too. Tomorrow I will ask my friend to check on her."
Upon hearing this, Lu Beiyuan's expression softened somewhat, "Thank you, Qingxue."
Meng Qingxue slightly lifted her chin, knowing her face looked most beautiful from this angle, "Brother Beiyuan, you don't need to be so formal with me. You and Nanxing have been together for three years; even raising a cat or a dog, one would develop feelings. I understand; you see her as family."
Lu Beiyuan was stunned.
Was that so?
Had he been unable to put Su Nanxing out of his mind these past few days because he considered her family?
He looked at Meng Qingxue.
Meng Qingxue stared back at him, her eyes filled with a hint of grievance, trying her best to appear innocent, "Brother Beiyuan, I don't mind, as long as... you have me in your heart, I'm satisfied."
A sense of guilt welled up inside him, and Lu Beiyuan spoke, "Qingxue, I will make it up to you."
"I know Brother Beiyuan is good to me," Meng Qingxue's eyes reddened, "He has been waiting for three years, and I will keep waiting."
Lu Beiyuan remained silent.
The divorce had been his idea, yet when Su Nanxing mentioned going to register just now, what surged in his heart was rejection and reluctance.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
Those who attended the banquet were young people from high society.
There were fragrances and shadows, and the clinking of glasses in the intermingled conversations.
Su Nanxing accompanied that girl around, had some food, and then the two found a secluded corner to chat.
She didn't notice that a pair of eyes were constantly watching her every move.
The waiter brought over two cups of freshly squeezed juice, Xing Silu handed one to Su Nanxing first, "Sister, have some juice."
Xing Silu was the daughter of the elder who had once done a favor for Su Nanxing, two years younger than Su Nanxing, studying abroad.
"You drink," Su Nanxing took out a thermos from the bag she carried, "My throat has been uncomfortable these past few days, I brewed some herbal tea."
Seeing that Su Nanxing did not touch the juice, the person in the dark finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The banquet hadn't ended yet when Xing Silu left first.
After waving goodbye to her, Su Nanxing still couldn't believe the banquet had been so calm from beginning to end.
She had thought that her divorce from Lu Beiyuan would have been well known, causing a big stir. Surely, at this dinner, there would be no shortage of people mocking and snubbing her in front of her face.
After all, now divorced, she was no longer under the protection of the Lu family—from back when she was planning to marry Lu Beiyuan, many had mocked her transformation from a crow to a phoenix in front of her.
It made no sense that now, upon her departure from the Lu family, those people suddenly became polite.
However, it was a relief; her ears were spared.
After seeing off Xing Silu, Su Nanxing also decided to leave.
As she turned around, unexpectedly, the feeling of nausea rushed to her throat again.
Someone instinctively supported her.
Su Nanxing suppressed the urge to vomit and gave a forced smile to the strange man beside her, "Thank you."
The host of the banquet happened to be nearby and called someone to escort Su Nanxing to the resting room.
Grateful, Su Nanxing entered the resting room and drank some of the medicinal drink she had prepared on the sofa.
By then, Lu Beiyuan and several partners had also finished chatting, and he instinctively looked for Su Nanxing.
Meng Qingxue approached him in a flowing manner, "Brother Beiyuan, I'm feeling a bit unwell, could you accompany me to sit in the resting room for a while?"
Lu Beiyuan looked around and did not see Su Nanxing. Hearing her request, he nodded.
Meng Qingxue could not miss his perfunctory attitude, having just seen Su Nanxing in discomfort and his anxious reaction.
She suppressed the jealousy in her heart and gently touched her forehead, "Thank you, Brother Beiyuan."
The two entered the resting room, and Lu Beiyuan poured her a glass of water, "Where does it hurt? Should I take you back first?"
Meng Qingxue smiled and said, "It's nothing, just too many people outside. I wanted to talk to Brother Beiyuan privately for a moment."
Lu Beiyuan felt the room was somewhat stuffy, and he unconsciously loosened his tie, feeling as if there was a fire burning inside of him.
Meng Qingxue moved a bit closer, "Brother Beiyuan, I was thinking... maybe we could go see Grandpa, could you take me there?"
Lu Beiyuan's mind was a mess, and he could barely make sense of what Meng Qingxue was saying.
Meng Qingxue hid the calculation in her eyes and moved even closer, "Brother Beiyuan..."
Suddenly, Lu Beiyuan reached out, grabbed her shoulders, his gaze blurry and his breathing heavy, "Nanxing…"