Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 434 Waiting for the Other Party

Chapter 434: Chapter 434 Waiting for the Other Party

But that’s a good thing, right? Everyone’s chatting and laughing together, which is better than meeting up and not knowing what to say, right?

Fu Han looked around and noticed Nan Qing and Bai Wei had dressed up with care. One was pretty with a touch of cuteness, the other pretty with a dash of valiance—two different types of beauty but equally dazzling.

But... Fu Han frowned as she looked at the two girls not wearing down jackets despite the sub-zero temperatures: "Aren’t you cold wearing so little?"

"We have a secret weapon." Bai Wei chuckled and lifted her big red wool coat, revealing numerous heat patches neatly stuck inside.

Meanwhile, Nan Qing lifted her pleated skirt to show her flannel pajama pants underneath, which were tucked into her socks in such a way that you couldn’t tell at all from the outside how casual her attire was.

Fu Han was successfully amused by the two of them. As she zipped up her extended down coat, she laughed, "Indeed, women will do anything for beauty."

The laughter of the three women carried far and wide in the vast night, as clear as wind chimes being stirred by the breeze, making the mood delightfully joyful.

The Bonfire Party was a grand affair. They could already hear the enthusiastic singing before they got close, and as they neared Central Square, they encountered more and more people.

Even though these were all strangers, they greeted each other warmly on the street. Unfortunately, Fu Han could only understand English besides Chinese, so she didn’t comprehend much of what people were saying.

But it didn’t matter if she couldn’t understand, as long as she could smile. Who could refuse a smile? Especially from three beautiful girls.

The site of the Bonfire Party had a huge pyre in the center, with an entire cow roasting on it. A brawny man with his upper body bare tirelessly rotated the cow with a long stick, the roaring bonfire casting a warm glow on his face and body, making the ancient totem tattoos on his skin seem imbued with mysterious meanings.

Fu Xingbo and the others had rented a stall that resembled a Private Room, with their own small bonfire in front where a sheep was roasting.

Nearly every Private Room had its own small bonfire, some roasting suckling pigs, ducks, geese, and chickens—a variety of foods you might or might not expect, all becoming barbeque delicacies here.

Fu Han sat obediently by Bai Qian, her bright, sparkling eyes fixed on Nan Qing and Bai Wei, who were being led by their respective boyfriends, dancing with the crowd.

"Xiaohan, why don’t you go out and dance?" Bai Qian’s laughter was full of affection, not bothering to hide her doting in the corners of her eyes.

Fu Han affectionately leaned her head against Bai Qian’s shoulder, whispering, "I don’t feel like it."

"Are you tired from skiing today?" Bai Qian’s tone immediately became concerned, reaching out to touch Fu Han’s forehead.

Fu Han casually pulled Bai Qian’s hand away, smiling, "Maybe, Auntie. You and Uncle go join the fun, I’m good here roasting things."

"Your uncle is very busy every day." Bai Qian smiled softly, her gaze falling on Fu Xingbo opposite her.

At that moment, Fu Xingbo was tapping away intently on his phone screen, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, his eyes shining with sharp brilliance; Fu Han knew at a glance that he was dealing with something important—it was only when dealing with major issues that he had this expression.

Fu Han’s gaze shifted between Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian, and finally, she mustered the courage to voice the question in her heart, "Auntie, was Uncle very busy when he started his business?"

"Yeah." Recalling those years, Bai Qian’s face lit up with a happy smile, "Back then, your uncle stayed at the company every day, sometimes even sleeping there; Bai Wei was still very young, and we lived in a rented wooden house that wasn’t secure and had poor sound insulation. I was quite scared when your uncle wasn’t home."

M Country was much more chaotic twenty-odd years ago than it is now. For two young people who had just arrived, every penny was spent where it was most needed, and naturally, life was tough. Just thinking about it made Fu Han feel that those times must have been hard for them.

She nuzzled Bai Qian’s cheek with her forehead, asking softly, "Auntie, did you ever blame Uncle back then?"

"Not at all." Bai Qian answered promptly and decisively, "Why would I blame him? He was striving for me, for our family. All I had to do was support him."

Fu Han’s delicate brows furrowed, and in the glow of the fire, her eyes seemed even more luminous. She had always seen her aunt and uncle as a model couple, and indeed, a real model couple’s relationship is founded on their love for each other.

She was confident that her love for He Xing was no less than Bai Qian’s for Fu Xingbo, but she couldn’t bring herself to treat He Xing the way Bai Qian treated Fu Xingbo.

As she was lost in thought, Bai Qian reached out to touch her cheek, "Xiaohan, when you’re not sure how to handle something, you can wait a bit, don’t rush to make a decision."

"Wait a bit?" Fu Han was puzzled, "Wait for what?"

"Wait to see what he will do." Bai Qian tapped Fu Han’s nose, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled, "Since you’re feeling tired in this relationship, then don’t do anything. Let’s see what He Xing will do."

"But waiting is the scariest part." Fu Han whispered, almost as if she was talking in her sleep, reflecting on how she had always been waiting for He Xing. After all these years, the end result was her leaving heartbroken for a foreign country.

Bai Qian extended her arms sympathetically to embrace Fu Han’s shoulders, her voice full of fondness, "Silly child, who told you to do nothing and just wait for him? While you wait for him, why not find other things to occupy yourself? I heard that the Studio you and Su Cheng are about to open is nearly ready. Are you worried you’ll have nothing to do?"

"Auntie, you’re so right, I love you." Fu Han hugged Bai Qian’s neck with excitement.

However, in a place she couldn’t see, Bai Qian and Fu Xingbo quietly exchanged a knowing glance.

Not far away, Su Cheng, who had been pretending to roast food all this time, had been trying hard to listen to the conversation between Fu Han and Bai Qian, and Ji Liangchuan, who was drinking beside him, did so absently. Unfortunately, the volume of their conversation was low, and they hadn’t heard anything.

Nan Qing came over and plopped down next to Fu Han, asking her in a carefree manner, "Why aren’t you joining in the fun? The highlight is coming up soon."

"What highlight?" Fu Han asked casually, not out of interest, but because it was the courtesy she had been taught since childhood—to always reply when spoken to.

"A proposal." Nan Qing’s grape-like eyes turned into crescent moons as she excitedly flailed her limbs, "I just asked about it, and they said tonight’s is a real proposal, not the playing house kind of joke they usually have."