Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 450: Peaceful Christmas Eve with Snowflakes Fluttering

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: Peaceful Christmas Eve with Snowflakes Fluttering

The couple discussed a while longer and ultimately decided not to inform Su Cheng Company of the situation for now, so as not to make Su Cheng worry.

Huangpu Group had reached its current status, standing undeterred as a century-old enterprise and still on a steady rise; this indirectly illustrated that Huangpu Group was no easy target. Over the years, they had faced numerous waves big and small, yet they had resolved them all, and they believed that this time would be no different.

From this day, or to be precise, from this moment, Huangpu Group began to get busy, led by Mr. Huangpu and Mrs. Huangpu.

However, what they didn’t know was that this crisis was far more severe than they had anticipated, or perhaps it was a crisis they were not capable of handling.

...

M Country.

Today is Christmas Eve, and the heavy snow is still falling incessantly, as if intent on burying the world in snow.

Fu Han had always loved snow since she was a child, but even she could not accept such relentless snowfall; roads were closed due to the snow, making it difficult for them to even leave the house.

Her uncle said it was fortunate that they had returned the day before yesterday when the snow was lighter, and tires equipped with anti-skid chains sufficed as long as they were careful to avoid mishaps.

But even if they couldn’t go out these days, it didn’t pose a problem for Fu Han and the others; they had sufficient supplies stored, and everything needed for Christmas was already prepared.

There was just one thing that made Fu Han feel somewhat uncomfortable: they had returned from the ski field the night before last, and Fu Xingbo had invited everyone to his home for dinner. That night, the snow was too heavy for Ji Liangchuan, Nan Qing, and Wang Yixuan to leave, so Fu Xingbo invited them to stay over at the Fu Family residence.

Nan Qing staying here was, of course, welcome to Fu Han, who remembered all the care Nan Qing had shown her.

But having Ji Liangchuan stay over made Fu Han feel... she didn’t like the feeling of being watched by Ji Liangchuan all the time. She felt his attentiveness was too deliberate and created an oppressive atmosphere.

Last night, Fu Han set an alarm to video call with Grandpa He, and although she didn’t say much to He Xing then, somehow, the less she said, the more she found herself thinking about him.

Grandpa He had explained last night why He Xing couldn’t come to M Country to spend Christmas with her, and Fu Han felt much better afterwards. The two consecutive contacts had made her feel the affection He Xing had for her, and this lifted her spirits.

The only aftereffect was that she had tossed and turned, unable to sleep after hanging up the video call, coupled with the sound of the snowflakes falling outside the window and the howling cold wind, she reminisced in her heart about all the moments she walked through with He Xing.

It wasn’t until dawn was about to break that Fu Han finally felt drowsy and drifted off to sleep.

By the time she woke up again, the day seemed to have donned a veil of translucent black gauze—it was already evening, and the day had just passed by like that.

Fu Han got out of bed in her slippers, brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, and changed her clothes... Usually, to save trouble and keep warm, she would simply wear her pajamas, which were thick enough for winter and not awkward at all.

But with young men in the house, it was only sensible and proper that she pay attention to her attire, dressing too casually would be inappropriate.

Fu Han shuffled through her wardrobe. Her dressing room was packed with clothes, shoes, hats, and various accessories—all gifts from Bai Wei. This trip to M Country, Fu Han hadn’t brought any clothes; Bai Wei bought her too many when they were in M Country.

Faintly, Fu Han heard music starting to play—an upbeat Christmas song. At this time of year, the streets and alleys were filled with such music.

The feeling of Christmas immediately set in, and Fu Han began to feel a bit more festive. She rummaged through her closet and chose a red sweater, paired with a red and white plaid skirt.

Bai Wei always bought whole sets of clothes, labeled them with numbers, and all Fu Han had to do was match the shoes and accessories according to the numbers, which made thing simpler.

After changing, Fu Han twirled in front of the mirror and felt quite satisfied, though perhaps due to lack of sleep, there was a small patch of dark circles under her eyes and her cheeks were somewhat pale.

She hadn’t intended to wear makeup, but thinking that Fu Xingbo and Bai Wei would worry if they saw her complexion, she decided to apply some light makeup.

When Fu Han came down from upstairs a half-hour later, the sky was completely dark.

The first floor was the venue for the Christmas party, with a three-meter-high Christmas tree loaded with gifts and entwined with colorful lights and multicolored confetti, appearing particularly splendid.

There was a roaring flame in the fireplace with a string of red stockings hanging above; the huge dining table was laden with delicious food, with a large turkey in the center surrounded by M Country’s specialty dishes, not to mention indispensable Chinese delicacies such as hotpot and barbecue.

Wang Yixuan and Nan Qing were whispering on the couch; Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe were swaying on the lounge chairs by the fireplace; Bai Wei and Fu Xingbo were busy with something in the study right across the living room; Su Cheng and Ji Liangchuan each claimed a single armchair, engrossed in their phones.

As Fu Han descended the stairs, her round-toed leather shoes made a not-too-loud noise, yet it was enough to attract the attention of everyone below.

Flushed by everyone’s gaze, Fu Han quickened her pace and said awkwardly, "Um... I... Is it inappropriate for me to be dressed like this?"

"No, you look great," Su Cheng was the first one to speak, and the others nodded in agreement, perhaps the first time Ji Liangchuan agreed with something Su Cheng said.

But indeed, it was simply the truth and Ji Liangchuan couldn’t help but agree.

Fu Han today couldn’t merely be described as beautiful—when she descended the stairs, she seemed like an angel coming down from the heavens, yet her outfit gave her the vibrant appearance of a fairy dwelling deep in the forest.

Her waist-length hair, slightly wavy, was half-tied atop her head, secured with a palm-sized red knitted hat-shaped hair clip, looking exceptionally charming.

Paired with her red sweater, plaid skirt, white stockings, and her indescribably beautiful face, she was strikingly captivating—to the point of causing awe and being unforgettable.

Ji Liangchuan’s heart drummed in his chest, and he felt his cheeks flush; Taozi had never dressed this cutely before, always favoring a more mature style that made her seem more like Ji Liangchuan’s elder sister,

But Ji Liangchuan had never seen a "sisterly" aspect in Fu Han. On the contrary, every time he saw her, he felt an urge to protect her.