Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 430: Eating your own melon

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Eating your own melon

As they approached, Bai Wei pushed Su Cheng down into the chair next to Fu Han, and then she walked over to Ji Liangchuan and said, "Mr. Ji, could you please buy me a cup of coffee? Thank you."

Ji Liangchuan’s handsome eyebrows furrowed. He didn’t stand up right away, but instead looked at Bai Wei with a frown, "Can’t you buy it yourself?"

Fu Han, who was drinking coffee beside them, looked up at Bai Wei in confusion upon hearing this; Bai Wei had always disliked Ji Liangchuan, so why was she asking Ji Liangchuan to buy something for her today?

Bai Wei spoke without a hint of embarrassment, "With so many people in line, you want me to go? Shouldn’t a girl like me be sitting and resting?"

"What about Luo Qinghe? He’s your boyfriend, he should be the one going," Ji Liangchuan said, still firmly seated in his original position.

Hearing this, Fu Han almost laughed, finding the situation quite amusing. It wasn’t just Bai Wei who disliked Ji Liangchuan; Ji Liangchuan also disliked Bai Wei. Though they had not met many times, their encounters were always like needle against thorn, never yielding to one another.

As if she had already anticipated Ji Liangchuan’s response, Bai Wei pointed at Luo Qinghe, who was sitting alone at another table, and said, "Didn’t you notice that we had an argument?"

Ji Liangchuan wanted to say something, but Bai Wei preempted him, placing her hands on her hips and speaking with full authority, "Ji Liangchuan, are you even a man, do you have any gentlemanly manners at all? I know you don’t like me, but I’m Fu Han’s cousin, her best friend. If you want to pursue Fu Han, shouldn’t you be a bit nicer to her friends?"

Ji Liangchuan sighed as if resigned to his fate and stood up, "Alright, Lady Bai, just sit here, I’ll go get it for you. Besides coffee, do you want anything else to eat?"

"Pick some desserts on your own, Su Cheng wants a hot latte; you can get that for him too." Bai Wei smiled with her teeth showing, a stark contrast to her usual image, and she looked so adorable it was heartwarming.

Ji Liangchuan glanced at Fu Han, whispered to her "Wait for me, I’ll be right back," and then turned towards the counter.

No sooner had he left than Bai Wei sat down where he had just been sitting, with a speed that certainly didn’t match someone who despised Ji Liangchuan to the bone.

Fu Han’s eyelids twitched. She glanced over at Luo Qinghe, who was still sitting alone, and nudged Bai Wei with her elbow, "What happened between you and Luo Qinghe this time?"

"Again?" Bai Wei’s attractive eyebrows creased, and she spoke with dissatisfaction, "Fu Han, can’t you wish me well? Why do you always bring up conflicts between me and Luo Qinghe?"

As her words ended, laughter came from the side. Su Cheng couldn’t help but snicker, and facing the astonished looks of the two girls, he blushed and coughed twice, "Sorry, carry on, carry on."

But Bai Wei wasn’t so easy to dismiss. She stamped her foot forcefully and pouted angrily, "Su Cheng, how can you be so ungrateful? If it weren’t for my help, could you still be waiting to have coffee with Fu Han?"

Initially, Fu Han was simply enjoying the drama and gossip, but was surprised when it turned on her. She nearly spat out the coffee in her mouth and hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe the coffee stain from the corner of her lip, "Bai Wei, not to criticize you, but your mouth really is out of control."

Bai Wei stuck out her tongue and made a face, remaining silent as if to concede.

A few minutes later, Ji Liangchuan came back holding a large tray containing two cups of coffee and quite a few cakes.

He placed the tray on an empty spot and gestured to Bai Wei, "Miss Bai, please make way, this is my seat."

Bai Wei pulled the tray toward herself and, while handing the hot latte to Su Cheng, placed a small piece of cake in front of Fu Han, and even then, she didn’t forget to say to Ji Liangchuan, "Mr. Ji, why worry so much as a man, it’s such a hassle to swap seats. There are empty seats, why don’t you just sit in one of those and be done with it?"

Ji Liangchuan looked at Fu Han, who was looking back at him with a beautiful, helpless expression — an expression that made one think of a small kitten that had suffered wrongdoing.

In the face of such an expression from Fu Han, Ji Liangchuan found himself without any resistance. He could only sit down across from her in the only seat available; as soon as he did, he immediately turned to Bai Wei, "I suspect you don’t really want to drink coffee at all; you just want to steal Fu Han away from me."

"Heh, why would I?" Bai Wei, whose little scheme had been called out, didn’t feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she chuckled and devoured half a piece of cake in one bite, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster’s.

Fu Han kept her head down, busily eating and avoiding entering the discussion. She didn’t really enjoy such an atmosphere — it was as if the whole world revolved around her. Su Cheng and Ji Liangchuan always found ways to speak with and get close to her, and Bai Wei openly helped Su Cheng pursue her, all of which she disliked.

But she really did enjoy skiing. Although she could only be considered a beginner at the moment, the sensation of soaring over the boundless white snow was truly marvelous.

As her ski board sped forward, it seemed as if all her troubles melted away, and all she needed to do was adjust her body to make herself go faster.

...

A City, Hospital.

The hallway of the Inpatient Department was very quiet — it was unclear if it was because there were few people or because the cold weather kept everyone indoors.

At the end of the hallway was a window, which was closed at this moment, but drafts still snuck in through the gaps, bringing with them a chill.

He Xing stood in front of the window, looking at the sky outside. The clouds were white, the sky was azure, and the sun was orange. If not for the raging wind, it would have been beautiful weather, with parks filled with strolling elderly.

His hair at his temples was disheveled, and his ears felt a bit cold, but he continued to stand there, motionless.

If everything had gone well, he would have given Fu Han a much-missed hug last night at an airport in M Country.

The end result, however, was that he spent last night outside the Operating Room, receiving a call from Bai Qian. He wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words, managing only to say stiffly that he hadn’t boarded the plane and that he would come when he had the time.

Indeed, what could he say? What could he say?

Could he say that although he truly wanted to go to M Country, and even though he knew the He Group was in turmoil, he had decided to leave for M Country to see Fu Han? But just as he was about to board the plane, his grandfather had disappeared. How could he not look for his grandfather?

Last night when Bai Qian called, He Xing’s grandfather was still undergoing emergency surgery.

He Xing had warned the kidnappers — those who had abducted his grandfather — to take good care of him, but by the time he rescued his grandfather, the old man was already dying.