Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 294: The Rival Gives a Sense of Security

Chapter 294: Chapter 294: The Rival Gives a Sense of Security

From the moment they got to know each other, the most troubling thing for Nan Qing was that although she was slim, her face was chubby, and it was the kind of chubby that wouldn’t slim down no matter how much she dieted.

But how long has it been? It’s been less than two months since Fu Han lost her memory, and yet the flesh on her face has already disappeared, not to mention the flesh on her body.

Love, it really is more exaggerated than a drug addiction, something you yearn to quit but can’t, something you wish to forget but cannot.

Fu Han’s heart ached as if pricked by needles. She couldn’t understand why a good person like Su Cheng could be so cruel towards Nan Qing.

When they were abroad, Fu Han, Nan Qing, and Su Cheng were known as the Three Musketeers. They often went out to play together, to sketch, and to travel.

Back then, Fu Han had been badly hurt by He Xing and Xia Ning, and had firmly resolved not to have anything to do with He Xing, so she wouldn’t use a cent of the money he tried to send her by all means.

Looking back now, that was one of the most painful times in her life. She had suffered a heartbreak, had no money, and couldn’t get by mentally or physically. If it weren’t for Nan Qing and Su Cheng, she was afraid she wouldn’t have made it through.

Fu Han patted Nan Qing on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Wait here for me, I’ll be right back."

She had to find out and ask Su Cheng what he was really thinking. She always felt Su Cheng and Nan Qing were the most suitable for each other. She had seen the way Su Cheng looked at Nan Qing and she didn’t believe Su Cheng didn’t have any feelings.

She was already at the door when Nan Qing suddenly looked up, "Fu Han, where are you going?"

Fu Han stopped in her tracks, adjusted her emotions, and then turned back with a smile, "I just remembered something I haven’t dealt with. I’ll be back soon, don’t worry."

"You’re going to find Su Cheng, aren’t you?" Nan Qing smiled, but her smile was too bitter, without a hint of warmth, "Please don’t. If you go see him again, I’ll have no dignity left."

"But..." Fu Han struggled to calm her rage, waving her fists excitedly, "But is it wrong to like someone? Is it wrong to try hard for love? What right does he have to say such horrible things?"

The wind poured through the corridor, fluttering Fu Han’s hair. The flying strands were so gentle, yet they adorned her finely sculpted face with an undeniable, resolute strength.

Nan Qing’s eyes moistened once again, but this time with tears of being moved, "Fu Han, do you know what’s kept me from giving up? It’s my certainty that you wouldn’t like Su Cheng. How sad is that, my sense of security comes from my rival in love."

Her words hit Fu Han like a needle in the heart. She opened her mouth but, eventually, all she could muster was a soft, "Actually... I’ve never thought about hurting you."

The wind grew stronger and as the words fell, they were scattered by the wind, unsure if anyone heard them.

Nan Qing tilted her head back slightly, her large eyes closing then opening again. Finally, in a low voice, she said, "But I’d rather you were really my rival in love, that you had truly hurt me, so I could condemn you with a guilty conscience. Yet, it turns out you are my best friend, never once thinking of competing with me for Su Cheng. Now, to even hate someone has become a luxury for me."

Fu Han had a vague feeling that she might lose Nan Qing as a friend forever after this. The moment this thought crossed her mind, her heart lurched in pain that began spreading infinitely.

She stood at the door, unable to go in or out.

After an indeterminable length of time, Nan Qing suddenly turned her head to look at Fu Han, "Fu Han, are we still friends?"

Fu Han’s eyes lit up at once, and if you looked carefully, you could see the sparkling tears, "Of course, in my heart, you’re my best friend, always and forever."

Nan Qing rushed over and hugged Fu Han tightly, burying her head in the crook of Fu Han’s shoulder, her eyes brimming with tears, "You are also my best friend, so please don’t go. I’ve already lost Su Cheng, I don’t want to lose you too."

The two girls hugged each other, burying their heads and crying their hearts out. Their tears dampened the clothes on each other’s shoulders, but they didn’t mind at all.

After this, their bond would only grow stronger, with nothing capable of breaking it.

That night, Fu Han and Nan Qing slept under the same blanket, just like when Fu Han had first gone abroad. They talked a lot, about everything under the sun, yet tacitly avoided any mention of Su Cheng.

When the moon hid behind the clouds and the only star left in the sky was Venus, Nan Qing finally fell asleep.

Fu Han reached under her pillow for her phone. Whatsapp notifications showed dozens of unread messages. She opened them and as expected, most were from He Xing, nothing special, just asking what Fu Han was doing, if she had gone to sleep yet.

After wishing He Xing goodnight, Fu Han opened Su Cheng’s Whatsapp. Three hours earlier, he had sent a message to Fu Han, a simple one, inquiring about Nan Qing’s condition.

When Fu Han saw the message, her heart was filled with a myriad of emotions. When it came time to reply, however, she felt like there was nothing much to say.

What could they talk about? How she found out about the things between Su Cheng and Nan Qing? Offer a few words of explanation for Nan Qing? Or, as before, urge Su Cheng to reconsider Nan Qing?

Fu Han didn’t want to say any of these things now. She even felt that if she really cared about Nan Qing’s well-being, she shouldn’t interfere with Nan Qing’s relationship with Su Cheng. Maybe it was better just to let it end.

After all, love isn’t like family or friendship; it’s hard to foster without feeling. So, since a melon forcefully twisted off its vine isn’t sweet, it’s better to let it go.

And frankly, Fu Han really thought Nan Qing was an excellent catch – the sole heiress of the Nangong Family, one of the four major commercial giants of City A, beautiful and outstanding. She was sure to meet someone who would truly cherish her someday.

After some thought, she typed out a message to Su Cheng word by word, "If you care about her, ask her yourself; if you don’t care for her, don’t contact her ever again."

After sending the message, she placed her phone under her pillow and closed her eyes to sleep.

...

The next morning, Fu Han was up early, busy with tasks like washing hair, bathing, tidying the house, cooking, and more.

It was only when the sun was high in the sky that Nan Qing finally got up, her hair looking like a haystack as she saw Fu Han, "You slept so late last night, how come you’re up so early today?"

Meanwhile, Fu Han was sitting at the dining table for breakfast. She looked up and smiled helplessly, "I had no choice. When the alarm went off, I realized today is the day Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe’s parents discuss the engagement."

Nan Qing was still groggy, barely awake, but her eyes suddenly widened in astonishment, "Really? They’ve progressed so quickly!"