Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 265 Are Your Friends Trustworthy?

Chapter 265: Chapter 265 Are Your Friends Trustworthy?

By then, Fu Han’s painting was in its final stages of completion, and it could be finished with just a few more adjustments.

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed as she followed the scream with her gaze towards the French window outside, just below was the garden she had just used for reference, and at the garden’s entrance at this time stood a person, someone she recognized, but hadn’t expected to see here.

"Su Cheng?" Fu Han muttered softly, "What is he doing here?"

He Xing had already closed the book in his hands and walked over to stand beside Fu Han, following her line of sight to look outside.

Su Cheng was standing at the entrance of the He Family’s villa, desperately trying to get in, forcefully shaking the gate with a servant standing inside talking to him, probably trying to persuade Su Cheng to leave.

Su Cheng’s hand reached through the gap in the iron gate, grabbing the servant’s collar and shouting at him to open the door; the earlier scream was likely Su Cheng’s outraged cry.

Before Fu Han could speak, He Xing had already opened the window and said to the servant downstairs, "This gentleman is Lady Fu’s friend, please let him in."

The gate was immediately opened. Su Cheng pushed aside the servant who was blocking him and who hadn’t managed to move away in time, shouting loudly, "Fu Han, come down. I have something to tell you."

"Okay!" Fu Han replied from the window and turned to prepare to go downstairs.

He Xing grabbed Fu Han’s wrist in one swift motion, his deep voice resonating, "Xiaohan, do you need me to come down with you?"

"No need." Fu Han turned to look at He Xing with a light and breezy smile, "It’s okay, Su Cheng won’t do anything to me, and anyway..."

She paused for a moment, then smiled brightly, "Moreover, even if Su Cheng really did intend to do something, this is the He Family’s property; he couldn’t succeed here."

"Mm, you’re right," He Xing slowly released Fu Han’s hand, and after a pause, he calmly said, "Su Cheng is a friend who has offered you a lot of help, I trust him."

Fu Han’s expression finally changed, but it was only a shift in her eyes. She looked intently at He Xing for a moment, then walked towards the door.

Ever since Fu Han had awakened, she felt as if everything about herself was arranged by He Xing, everything from cosmetic surgery to treatment plans was decided by him; just like this time with the discharge of the old He Family master from the hospital, as well as the engagement ceremony they were preparing for soon, He Xing was in charge of it all, always decisive.

But she didn’t expect that He Xing was not what she thought, domineering, selfish; it turns out He Xing could also find her friends reliable.

When Fu Han went downstairs, Su Cheng was still shouting. She raised her voice slightly and called out, "Su Cheng."

"Fu Han?" Su Cheng turned his head and saw Fu Han. He stumbled towards her but came to a stop one meter away from her. Covering his mouth, he said awkwardly, "I... Fu Han, sorry, I’ve been drinking and might breathe on you, I should stay away from you."

"It’s fine." Fu Han guessed that something must have happened for Su Cheng to behave this way, so she took two steps towards him, "I don’t mind. Sit here for a while; I’ll make you some honey water."

"Okay." The headstrong Su Cheng, after a few words from Fu Han, was soothed and obediently sat in his original spot, as if nothing had happened.

He Xing was still standing in front of the French window of Fu Han’s room. His view was much broader than that of those downstairs; he could see not only the vast garden but also Su Cheng’s restless manner, the lush trees in the distance, and the empty observatory next to them.

A few minutes later, Fu Han came out, holding a cup of warm honey water in her hand.

She smiled and handed the honey water to Su Cheng, "Drink a bit of this, it should make you feel a lot better."

"Okay." Su Cheng looked up at Fu Han, smiling foolishly, and it wasn’t until Fu Han reminded him again that he remembered to take the honey water.

Gulp, gulp!

Su Cheng finished the honey water in a few gulps, and after he emptied the glass, he held the empty cup out to Fu Han like a student awaiting instructions, "I’ve finished."

"Mmhmm." Fu Han nodded and smiled. She casually placed the cup on the marble table before sitting down opposite Su Cheng, looking at him with her big, sparkly eyes, "Did you want to talk to me about something?"

Su Cheng grinned, simply staring at Fu Han, as if he’d become a lovesick fool.

Fu Han felt unnerved under his gaze, touched her forehead, and said somewhat annoyed, "Su Cheng, are you going to speak or not? If not, I’m leaving."

He Xing frightened Su Cheng with that remark. He hurriedly waved his hands to stop Fu Han, his words coming out all muddled, "Fu Han, you... don’t go, I have something very important to tell you."

"Alright, then say it." Fu Han settled down again, but for some reason, she suddenly felt uneasy. Instinctively, she looked back and saw a blurry figure behind the window of her room; she knew it was He Xing.

Suddenly, the unease in her heart vanished.

Su Cheng looked tenderly at Fu Han, his brain now much clearer. He felt he would never want to love anyone else the way he loved Fu Han in this life.

Remembering what Wang Yixuan had said, that Fu Han wasn’t married yet and that he still had a chance, if he kept everything bottled up and never spoke, he would definitely regret it profoundly later.

At this thought, Su Cheng could no longer control himself. He stood up, settled next to Fu Han, and with his bright, unwavering eyes locked onto hers, he declared, "Fu Han, I like you. From the moment I saw you, I liked you. Could you please not marry He Xing? Could you consider me instead? I promise to treat you well for a lifetime."

A blush crept onto Fu Han’s cheeks. She hadn’t expected Su Cheng to cause such a commotion to say these words. Yet thinking again, his behavior today was very different from usual, so it wasn’t strange for him to say this now.

But how should she respond without hurting his feelings?

Fu Han searched her thoughts but could only muster one sentence, "Well, Su Cheng, you... you’re a good person, but we’re not suitable for each other."

"Why?" Su Cheng became excited, and he suddenly stood up, raising his voice, "You like photography, and so do I, our companies are doing really well right now; you like freedom, and so do I, I feel we are quite compatible."

"It’s not about that." Fu Han sighed deeply in her heart and then spoke with difficulty, "I have amnesia now. I don’t remember a lot of things from the past. Everything I remember has been told to me by you all, right?"

Su Cheng didn’t understand why she would suddenly say this and after thinking for a while, he nodded, "Yes, we did tell you a lot about your past."