Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 301 Trying on Bridesmaid’s Dresses

Chapter 301: Chapter 301 Trying on Bridesmaid’s Dresses

Taking advantage of them trying on clothes in the fitting room, Fu Han asked with a smile, "Ladies, how do you plan on dealing with them? I can help!"

Nan Qing snorted uncomfortably, "I have nothing to do with him, I don’t want to deal with him at all."

Bai Wei’s reaction was already half a beat slow, and now, hearing Nan Qing’s words, she didn’t want to fall behind and hurriedly said, "Exactly, I have nothing to do with Luo Qinghe now. I’m going to ask my agent to write a breakup announcement later."

When she said the second half of her sentence, she deliberately raised her voice, it seemed she wanted Luo Qinghe to hear.

Sure enough, Luo Qinghe’s head peeked out from behind the curtain of the fitting room the next second, "Bai Wei, don’t be impulsive, we can discuss whatever it is, don’t just release an announcement."

Bai Wei, feeling particularly pleased with herself for achieving the desired effect with her words, wore an expression of feigned innocence, "What else is there to discuss? The breakup was agreed upon by both of us, and as a public figure, of course I have to announce it to the public, to stop the media from saying they saw us and believed in love again every day on the internet. What’s so good about being in a relationship? Girls should focus on developing their careers and carve out their own place in the world! I want them to come to their senses sooner rather than later."

Her words were forceful and eloquent, and Fu Han didn’t hesitate to give her a big thumbs up, "Well said, I’m looking forward to seeing how you do."

Bai Wei lifted her head with a proud smile, "You’re too kind. If you ask me, you shouldn’t rush into marriage with He Xing either. What if, once you’re married, He Xing starts pressuring you to have kids? Then wouldn’t your burgeoning career be cut short?"

"Would you?" Fu Han turned her head to look at He Xing with a pouting cherry mouth, looking mischievous and adorable. At a glance, she really seemed to be swayed by Bai Wei’s words.

He Xing, feeling helpless, lightly pinched Fu Han’s nose and then turned to look at Bai Wei with a face that cooled down, "Bai Wei, if you keep talking nonsense and stirring up trouble, do you believe I can really advance your career by two more steps?"

No matter how you looked at it, his words were kind, but to Bai Wei, they felt different—it was clear he was threatening her. If she continued to fan the flames, He Xing would overwhelm her schedule with work.

Bai Wei’s triumphant expression fell in an instant, and she glared fiercely at He Xing but didn’t dare say anything more, instead awkwardly changing the subject, "Fu Han, I saw your bridal gown; it’s really beautiful, truly worthy of something created by twelve designers working in shifts around the clock for two weeks."

Fu Han thought of her own bridal gown and smiled. It was indeed the most beautiful wedding dress she had seen, a custom-made piece that fit her perfectly.

By then, Luo Qinghe had hurriedly changed and came out. He stood before Bai Wei, anxiously asking, "Are you really going to release a breakup announcement?"

Bai Wei, opportune to retrieve the face she had lost in front of He Xing, lifted her head, and said to Luo Qinghe with conviction, "Yes, that’s right. Let me tell you, there’s a line of people wanting to date me from this end of the street to the other. I’m not desperate for you; plenty of people are hoping I’ll be single soon."

And that was indeed true. Many of Bai Wei’s fans did not want her to be in a relationship. Some had even created a dedicated topic on social media called "Has Bai Wei broken up today?"

Luo Qinghe, fuming, grabbed Bai Wei forcefully and dragged her away without explanation.

The bridal shop was on the top floor of the mall. Aside from a movie theater and a skating rink, there wasn’t much else around, and with today not being the weekend, it was even more deserted.

Luo Qinghe dragged Bai Wei forward, her wrist almost breaking from his grip, her cries of protest useless against him.

At the dark end of the corridor lay the stairwell. Luo Qinghe yanked the safety door open with force and pushed Bai Wei inside before swiftly following himself.

Though it was daylight outside, the stairwell only had a small skylight below, and the sunlight filtering through cast the place in a dim light somewhere between day and night.

Bai Wei had never seen Luo Qinghe like this before; he was like a god of war, vastly different from his usual smiling demeanor—as if he were two different people.

She regretted saying those things to rile up Luo Qinghe and wanted to escape, but before she could even take two steps, Luo Qinghe had already overpowered her, pinning her against the wall.

Then... a domineering and invasive kiss descended, overwhelming, full of conquest.

At first, Bai Wei tried to resist, but in that moment, Luo Qinghe was the master of this world, irresistible to anyone; and Bai Wei, deep down, really liked him. Their breakup was more akin to two children throwing a tantrum after an argument. Honestly, she didn’t truly want to break up, or else she would have released the statement long ago.

She didn’t know when her hands had wrapped around Luo Qinghe’s neck; all she knew was that the kiss came to an end when Luo Qinghe tried to remove the bridesmaid dress she was wearing.

Bai Wei, already dizzy from the kiss, snapped back to reality as she felt Luo Qinghe’s roaming hands. She didn’t know where she found the strength, but she pushed Luo Qinghe away with a slap, "What are you doing? We agreed not to do that before marriage, didn’t we?"

Luo Qinghe’s domineering air from seconds before evaporated, and he stepped back, coughing awkwardly, "Xiaowei, I’m sorry, I... I lost control of myself this time."

"Hmph!" Bai Wei turned her head away, refusing to look at Luo Qinghe any longer, her face flushed with layer upon layer of red, "When you fought with me, did you control yourself then?"

Actually, Su Cheng’s call that day already filled Luo Qinghe with regret, but it had always been Bai Wei who approached him first. Her submissive attitude made it hard for Luo Qinghe to lower his pride and initiate reconciliation, so he stayed aloof, waiting for Bai Wei to come to him.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wei was equally stubborn this time. She hadn’t sent a single message to Luo Qinghe for days. In truth, Luo Qinghe had been ready to make amends the moment she sent even a punctuation mark, but there was nothing.

When he heard today that Bai Wei was going to have her agent release an announcement, Luo Qinghe couldn’t control his composure any longer and he disregarded the presence of others, dragging Bai Wei away.

...

The inside of the bridal shop now only housed He Xing, Fu Han, Nan Qing, and Su Cheng; among them, He Xing and Fu Han sat together like conjoined twins, nestled in each other’s embrace, one leaning against the other’s chest, the other encircling the one’s waist—their intimacy was palpable.

On the other side, Nan Qing and Su Cheng sat like foes, each occupying a single armchair, seemingly stretching the distance between them to the maximum within the confined space.