Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 321 Grandfather He is an Accomplice

Chapter 321: Chapter 321 Grandfather He is an Accomplice

Truthfully, when Fu Han found out she had been deceived, she was angry, especially since she had decided to marry He Xing after watching Xia Ning’s video yesterday.

She insisted on going through with the wedding today, telling herself it was for Grandfather He, but the most ridiculous thing was that only in the end did she realize the reason she had given herself was the most laughable one.

But now, hearing Grandfather He’s nearly pleading voice as he spoke to her, to say she wasn’t distressed would be a lie, even to the point that she felt more upset now than when she had learned of He Xing’s deceit.

This was Grandfather He and He Xing— they were so proud. It’s likely that they have never in their lives resorted to such pleading with anyone; it was abject humility.

She didn’t want Grandfather He to be like this. In her memory, Grandfather He was kind but also strict, especially in business, where he always had the final say, and yet now here he was, pleading for He Xing’s sake.

Fu Han burst into tears in Grandfather He’s embrace, drenching a huge patch of his suit with her tears. She cried profoundly, the last time she had been this heartbroken was when He Xing rushed Xia Ning, who had fallen into the water, to the hospital, ignoring her.

Grandfather He patted Fu Han’s back over and over, just as he had on every sleepless night after her parents passed away, the days and nights he had been there for her.

At this moment, Bai Wei finally understood what had happened. While her parents weren’t looking, she snuck up to He Xing and gave him a thumbs-up, whispering in a lowered voice, "You’re really something, using any means necessary to marry Fu Han, even resorting to a sham wedding."

He Xing wasn’t as amenable when facing Bai Wei. His gaze chilled as he retorted without yielding an inch, "You don’t have to smirk at my predicament. The things you did to get Luo Qinghe were even more outrageous. Did I say anything about that?"

Bai Wei’s face, which had been gleeful over someone else’s misfortune, immediately fell. She glared at He Xing and said no more, her gaze devoid of any intimidatory power.

Eventually, Fu Han stopped crying and looked with swollen red eyes at everyone in the room, finally fixing her gaze on Fu Xingbo: "Uncle, what should I do?"

In this room, there were only two people related to Fu Han by blood: one was her uncle, confirmed by a paternity test, and the other was Bai Wei.

At this time, deep in her heart, Fu Han very much longed for someone to give her advice or make a suggestion. Of course, she trusted Grandfather He as well, but he was He Xing’s "accomplice," and had always advocated for her to marry He Xing without delay; naturally, his words couldn’t be considered impartial.

Fu Xingbo gently tapped Fu Han’s shoulder, his words as calm and empowering as his demeanor: "Xiaohan, there are many things that don’t need an immediate decision. If you’re not clear about it now, then don’t think about it. When you have time to think about this matter, you can consider it then."

His words cleared Fu Han’s confusion. She turned to He Xing and Grandfather He, "Today’s events are too sudden; I can’t marry He Xing under these circumstances. I hope the wedding can be canceled, please understand."

The last shred of hope in He Xing’s heart vanished, along with the last hint of color from his face. He stared blankly at Fu Han, a mixture of sadness, distress, self-reproach, and guilt entwining within him.

Grandfather He, on the other hand, stroked Fu Han’s hair lovingly, "There’s nothing to forgive or not forgive. I’ve lived so long, and right now, I just want you and He Xing to be well."

Fu Han’s tears were once again drawn out. She blinked them back forcefully before saying in as calm a voice as she could muster, "I need to change clothes. Please go out for a moment."

He Xing looked deeply at Fu Han—her white wedding dress adorned with lifelike, embossed, night-blooming cereus flowers made of lace. The most beautiful was the person wearing the dress, but her swollen red eyes were like a knife plunged deep into He Xing’s heart.

If nothing had gone wrong, by now they would be wearing their wedding rings, holding champagne to thank all their friends and family. They should have been going from table to table, toasting with joy despite the tiredness. Alas, there were no what-ifs.

He Xing lifted his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears cornering Fu Han’s eyes, but she instinctively dodged, causing a tremor in his heart, and he ultimately retracted his hand.

With a bitter smile, he said, "Xiaohan, I’ll go out and deal with the situation. You... you rest a bit. Call me if you need anything."

Watching his back as he left without looking back, Fu Han finally realized the consequences of her "whim" to cancel the wedding. The guests outside were probably laughing at the He Family again; she wondered if it would affect the He Group’s stock price.

For a moment, she even thought about rushing after He Xing. She wanted to tell him that they could go on with the wedding, a fake one, but she felt as if she was nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Fu Xingbo took Bai Qian’s hand and came to Fu Han’s side to comfort her, "Xiaohan, don’t worry, with your uncle here, He Xing won’t have any trouble."

Fu Han grasped onto Fu Xingbo like a lifeline, her voice urgent as she grabbed his sleeve, "Uncle, can you help the He Group?"

"Okay!" Fu Xingbo said just one word before rushing out.

Moments later, Bai Qian reminded Bai Wei to take good care of Fu Han before she too followed out.

Soon, only Fu Han and Bai Wei were left in the Makeup Room, neither of them at ease. Eventually, Bai Wei spoke first, "Fu Han, let me help you take off the wedding dress."

Fu Han nodded. The dress was beautiful but not easy to take off without assistance.

After Bai Wei helped Fu Han out of her wedding dress, she also took off her bridesmaid dress, and both of them changed into casual clothes.

Looking at the delicate updo, Fu Han found it irritating no matter how she looked at it. She decided to undo her hair, then removed her makeup completely, finally feeling a bit more at ease.

Bai Wei had the concerns of a female celebrity, always needing makeup outside of her room. She removed her false eyelashes, toned down her exaggerated lipstick, unfurled her hair, and tied it into a ponytail, and that was it.

Fu Han’s Makeup Room was on the first floor; through the window, one could see a small part of the square outside. Finding the room a bit stuffy, Bai Wei walked over to open the window and suddenly exclaimed, "What are Xia Ning and Xia Cheng doing sneaking around?"

"Let me see!" Fu Han immediately rushed over and indeed saw the siblings clutching something in their arms, heading toward the road while looking around as if afraid of being seen.