She Lives without Regret in This Life

"What's wrong?" Sheng Ning followed behind An'an and watched as she closed the door again, asking in confusion, "Who's outside?"

"It's Little Hooligan." Sheng An looked at her nervously, "Sister, don't open the door, there are bad people outside."

"Would a bad person brazenly knock on the door? Shouldn't a bad person be climbing over the wall instead?" Sheng Ning still felt quite secure about the local safety; at this time, the neighbors in the village hadn't gone to bed yet, no bad guy would come knocking at seven or eight o'clock.

If they were up to no good, it would typically be around two or three in the morning.

So Sheng Ning opened the door and, to her surprise, saw Qin Yue, "It really is Little Hooligan, An'an how do you know him?" Sheng Ning had also heard of Little Hooligan's notorious name at the General Union, Qin Yue had visited her once when she was hospitalized. Although it was only for a few minutes, Qin Yue's style was so singular that it was hard for anyone to forget.

"Ah? He's become infamous to this extent?" Immediately, Qin Yue's image worsened in Sheng An's eyes.

As soon as Mr. Su heard Sheng Ning's voice, excitement prompted him to grip Qin Yue's arm a bit tighter.

Seeing it was Qin Yue, Sheng Ning naturally couldn't leave the person outside. She opened the door wider and immediately spotted Mr. Su.

"You... how did you come here?" She was so taken aback that it took her a while to regain her composure, as she hadn't expected Mr. Su from the General Union Courtyard to actually show up. And with their status, would the high-level officials at the General Union really agree to let him go out just like that? At his age, what if something happened to him on the way?

With that thought, Sheng Ning's face instantly lost its smile.

Upon seeing Sheng Ning's change in expression, Mr. Su, at a loss for words, said, "Ningning... I... I was just out for a stroll, I didn't expect to end up here, surely you wouldn't refuse me entry?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue immediately gave a thumbs-up to the old man.

Truly worthy of being the President's father! What a boast—that's stretching all the way to the Pacific, isn't it? A casual stroll that spans hundreds of kilometers? A casual walk that crosses half a province? A casual outing that startled the General Union at night, and despite many bigwigs' intervention, couldn't prevent the old man's resolve to 'stroll'?

Sheng Ning burst into laughter, facing such an elder, she really couldn't bring herself to be harsh and cold.

"Why have you come so late?" she thought, cursing Su Hai furiously in her mind. Wasn't he always so protective? How come his own father could do something like this without him being around?

"I... I...," the old man said with his head lowered, nervously, "I heard you were getting married, so I rushed over to have a drink for the happy occasion."

"Who told you that?"

"Him!" The old man immediately sold out Qin Yue.

"Nice to meet you, Comrade Sheng Ning. My connection with Living Yama goes way back, him getting married—how could I not come?" Qin Yue grinned, skillfully diverting the topic.

"Thank you for coming." For a friend of Living Yama, Sheng Ning naturally couldn't neglect him. "Please come in! My home is small, so please don't mind it." In front of so many people, no matter what she thought, she couldn't afford to be whimsical or unreasonable.

She wouldn't shortchange on any of the courtesy due.

"Thank you!" Qin Yue supported Mr. Su, being a tall and sturdy man, his movements could hardly be delicate. Sheng Ning, watching nervously, didn't think too much and immediately squeezed Qin Yue aside to support him herself.

When she realized what she had done, her entire face turned red, feeling awkward and wanting to let go, but afraid of causing Mr. Su to fall. She could only pluck up the courage and continue to help the old man inside.