Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 274: Putting Shoes on for You

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Putting Shoes on for You

He Xing looked at Fu Han with doting eyes. His pair of cold, star-like eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, contrasting starkly with his gentle, flowing voice, "Xiaohan, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing... nothing." Fu Han’s face turned completely red, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. She never imagined that one day she would absentmindedly stare at someone and zone out. She touched the corner of her mouth, relieved she hadn’t drooled.

He Xing was amused by her little gesture and chuckled. He didn’t say anything else, but took the red patent leather high heels from the makeup artist beside him and bent down to help Fu Han put on her shoes.

Although Fu Han was one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, she had a petite size thirty-seven foot, which was also very beautiful. Her feet were as white as mutton fat jade, with faint veins gracefully visible on the surface, adding a mysterious charm to her lovely feet.

He Xing just glanced at her feet a few more times, but in his mind, he had already imagined the scene of Fu Han playing in a stream. Her lively feet stirred the water, casting beautiful pearls into the air, which ultimately fell back into the stream.

He exerted effort to control his thoughts and, after helping Fu Han with her shoes, hurriedly took her downstairs to toast the guests.

Old Master He was the happiest person today. If it hadn’t been for Fu Han stopping him, he would have insisted on drinking alcohol despite the doctor’s objections. Unable to drink alcohol, he regretfully gulped down a large glass of juice in one go.

Fu Xingbo and Bai Wei were also hearty drinkers. Fu Xingbo tilted his head back and downed five liangs of white liquor, while Bai Wei accompanied him with two glasses of red wine. The couple wore bright smiles, clearly delighted.

When they arrived at Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe’s table, He Xing said a few polite words as usual, ready to drink the "alcohol" he had prepared in advance. Unexpectedly, Luo Qinghe acted faster, grabbed He Xing’s glass to sniff it, and then threw it on the ground, "He Xing, you’re really disgusting. It’s your big day, and you’re actually drinking water instead of alcohol?"

Fu Han immediately blushed. The idea to drink plain water was Uncle Zhou’s, who was worried that with so many guests, He Xing could get drunk, so he had prepared warm water in advance. She had not expected it to be exposed so quickly.

He Xing, however, remained nonchalant and calm, though the words that came out were dramatic, "Alright, you’re sabotaging me now, but when it’s your turn, just make sure you don’t cry."

A chill arose from nowhere, and Luo Qinghe shook his arms, flicking away the goosebumps, "Alright, alright, at this point, we’re all mud Buddhas crossing the river, barely able to save ourselves. Don’t worry, I won’t expose you."

After speaking, Luo Qinghe boldly finished an entire glass of red wine.

Fu Han inadvertently made eye contact with Bai Wei, and both girls’ cheeks flushed deeply red. Clearly, they were thinking the same thing at the moment.

After visiting a few more tables, Fu Han finally arrived at Nan Qing and Su Cheng’s table. These two, although sitting at the same table, were not sitting next to each other. Wang Yixuan was beside Nan Qing, while Su Cheng sat directly opposite her, silently eating with an expressionless, delicate face.

Furthermore, Fu Han felt that Su Cheng’s mood didn’t seem very good. Following his gaze, when she saw Wang Yixuan and Nan Qing whispering to each other, a thought struck her, and she guessed the reason for Su Cheng’s unhappy mood.

The smile on her face deepened. Although no one had told her about the relationship between Su Cheng and Nan Qing, she was not blind. Over time, she had noticed something. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have advised Su Cheng to consider Nan Qing that day.

But now, it seemed that Su Cheng had seriously taken her advice about Nan Qing. However, Nan Qing might not necessarily still be waiting for him. And was Wang Yixuan a reliable person? Fu Han shook her head, uncertain, truly uncertain.

Toasting was indeed a physically demanding task. The ceremony was not even halfway through when Fu Han started to feel tired, especially since she was wearing high heels, which she rarely put on.

Yet, she couldn’t skip this part of the event, so she numbly followed He Xing without realizing that their next stop would be near Xia Ning’s family’s table.

He Xing began in his usual courteous manner, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending our engagement ceremony. I also hope you can take time out of your busy schedules to attend our wedding in two weeks."

Before anyone else could respond, Xia Ning, holding a glass of red wine, stood up with a brilliantly radiant smile, "Big Brother He Xing, that’s not something you should say. We will definitely attend your wedding. Just make sure you don’t forget to invite me."

"How could I? I’ve always considered you like my own little sister," He Xing emphasized while uttering the words "own little sister" a bit louder.

Even the upper-class society could be nosy. Everyone was expecting a clash between Xia Ning and Fu Han, so when they gathered together, people’s gazes naturally converged on them.

Xia Ning’s smile stiffened for a moment, but before she could say anything, Xia Guoxiong stood up, laughing heartily, "He Xing is right. Our Xia Cheng and Xia Ning have grown up with you. They still need your support in the future."

Many responded with disdain to these words. Knowing that He Xing’s polite words were actually meant to draw a clear boundary with Xia Ning, Xia Guoxiong shamelessly attempted to climb the ladder, an act that truly disgusted people.

What else could He Xing respond with but agreement?

Therefore, He Xing’s smile faded slightly, and with a touch of coldness, he said, "Uncle Xia, rest assured, if there’s anything I can help with, I will certainly do my best to assist."

Xia Guoxiong was eager for this response. He moved two steps closer to He Xing, "He Xing, speaking honestly, Uncle Xia is in a bit of trouble now and I need your help. I asked your grandfather, and he said this matter still needs your approval. What do you say, when will you have time for a good talk?"

The area was quiet, but upon hearing this, many couldn’t help but discuss among themselves. No one expected Xia Guoxiong to be so shameless, really putting He Xing in a difficult position.

Although Fu Han didn’t understand business matters, she also had a sharp intuition that something was not right. Worriedly, she looked at He Xing and indeed saw his expression turn completely cold.

But it was only for a moment, and in the next second He Xing’s face displayed an almost splendid smile, "Certainly, Uncle Xia, I’ll contact you once I arrange some time."

Xia Guoxiong could not be satisfied with this answer. He was about to ask He Xing to make a public promise to deal with this issue, but before he could open his mouth...

He Xing had already passed by him, moving on to the next table: "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to..."