Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 471: Sudden Confession

Chapter 471: Chapter 471: Sudden Confession

Fu Han’s attractive eyebrows knitted together slightly. "Su Cheng, are you spacing out?"

"Ah, no, not at all." Su Cheng’s face flushed entirely red in his haste, but it was only as he spoke that he realized some unidentified liquid had trickled from his mouth.

Fu Han obviously saw the drool on Su Cheng’s face too. She guessed the reason for Su Cheng’s salivation. Her mood was as calm as a lake without a ripple when there is no wind, utterly undisturbed.

Her gaze swept calmly across Su Cheng’s face. "It’s getting late; let’s head out early."

Initially, Su Cheng had worried that Fu Han might tease him for his embarrassing behavior, but since Fu Han truly said nothing further, he felt a sense of loss.

He stood up quietly and followed behind Fu Han, saying, "I’ve already started the car; rest assured, we’ll arrive quickly."

"Thank you. You always think of everything," Fu Han’s reply was very polite, yet there was an undercurrent of distance in it, tempered with kindness.

She hesitated next to the car, unsure whether to sit in the front or the back.

Considering that she wanted Su Cheng to back off, she actually preferred the back seat. However, the etiquette teacher that Grandpa He had hired for her had told her that unless there was a superior-subordinate relationship, it was best not to sit in the back to avoid giving the impression of treating the driver as a chauffeur.

Eventually, Fu Han still felt that it was better to sit in the passenger seat. She believed that they could definitely not become lovers, but being friends was possible. Who said the world had to be black or white? The many shades of gray in between could also be an option.

Because of the snowfall, Su Cheng drove slowly. They had only just left the villa area when he suddenly remembered something and quickly handed a thermos to Fu Han: "This is the milk I warmed up for you. It’s quite cold; drinking some will make you feel better."

Fu Han didn’t want to accept it, but it was clear Su Cheng wouldn’t relent, and driving with one hand was dangerous, so she had no choice but to take it. "Thank you, but don’t do this anymore in the future... I... I don’t like it," she said reluctantly.

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the distant scenery grew closer before being left behind them again.

By now, the sun had risen, its orange glow streaming through the windows and stinging their eyes. Fu Han pulled down the sun visor and, after a thought, she reached over and pulled down the visor in front of Su Cheng as well.

The distant scenery slowly approached, then eventually receded again.

On both sides of the road, snow still lay white. The distant mountains, forests, lakes... As far as they could see, the world remained white, a color of pureness.

But who knew that beneath this blanket of white, many dirty things were hidden, simply ignored because they were out of sight?

Just as when Fu Han pulled down the sun visor for Su Cheng, and he whispered a ’thank you’ as light as a feather.

Even though the car’s heater was on, Fu Han still felt cold. It only dawned on her after a while that it was because she was holding the chilly thermos.

Thinking that Su Cheng had gone to the trouble of preparing the milk early in the morning, and it seemed rather ungracious not to drink any of it, she poured herself a small cup.

The creamy milk in the pink cup had a different texture, much like an unwrapped piece of white chocolate.

After taking a sip, she looked at Su Cheng with some surprise. "You added sugar?"

Su Cheng’s face reddened, and he coughed awkwardly, trying to sound casual. "I... I asked the cook yesterday how to warm milk. She told me you don’t like plain milk and need a bit of sugar in it every day. This is my first time making milk... is the amount of sugar I added enough?"

"It’s not too much, just right," Fu Han’s beautiful eyes curved into crescents as she took another sip, finishing the small cup of hot milk quickly, then poured herself another.

She wasn’t actually picky about food; she did it to avoid causing trouble for others. But in reality, there were very few foods she liked and many she didn’t.

Ever since she could remember, she had to drink a cup of plain milk every day, but she never liked the tasteless milk and would often pour half of it away when no one was watching.

Latterly, He Xing discovered this little secret. He then found a way, and eventually, he noticed that if he added sugar, Fu Han would drink more. Gradually, the Fu family’s milk would always have a little sugar added to it.

And because it was He Xing’s idea, Fu Han felt an extra sense of happiness every time she drank the sweetened milk, transforming from someone struggling with milk to a major milk drinker.

Unexpectedly, Bai Qian had even discovered Fu Han’s habit. After Fu Han arrived in M Country, Bai Qian made a special point to instruct the cook, which touched Fu Han deeply.

On the rare occasion of being alone with Fu Han, Su Cheng was quite excited. While driving, he couldn’t help but steal glances at Fu Han.

Seeing that Fu Han appeared to be in a good mood, he felt an itch in his heart and mustered up the courage to speak. "Fu Han, how long does He Xing plan to stay this time?"

At the mention of He Xing’s name, Fu Han’s mood improved further. She smiled, her face more dazzling than the outdoor sun. "He Xing is going back tomorrow. He came for the New Year’s holiday, so he doesn’t have much time off."

"That soon, huh?" While Su Cheng said this aloud, joy bubbled up inside him; ever since He Xing arrived, Fu Han had no eyes for anyone else, and Su Cheng had been hoping He Xing would leave quickly.

Fu Han simply smiled and said nothing. She was calm about He Xing’s hasty departure because she knew that his just making the trip was rare enough. She was convinced that she was the exception in He Xing’s life, and that was sufficient.

Meanwhile, Su Cheng took another look at Fu Han and, gathering his courage again, said, "Fu Han, have you and He Xing... Have you reconciled?"

If Fu Han wanted Su Cheng to give up, the best thing to say would be that they had reconciled. But lying was wrong, and more than that, Fu Han didn’t want to deceive Su Cheng.

After a moment’s thought, she decided to be honest with Su Cheng. "In my heart, I’ve already reconciled with He Xing, but I haven’t told him yet."

Su Cheng felt as if he had gone for a shower early in the morning only to accidentally turn on the cold water, chilling him to the core.

His mouth was bitter, but he felt that not saying anything would come off as graceless, so he did his best to focus on the road ahead. "I see, then you should take your time to consider. You shouldn’t forgive He Xing too easily this time."

Realizing he had said something wrong, Su Cheng’s face flushed again as he hastened to explain, "I... I didn’t mean that... What I mean is, could you consider me as well?"

Fu Han was stunned, never expecting Su Cheng to say such a thing under these circumstances.

Her gaze shifted from Su Cheng’s face to the window outside; they had arrived in the urban area. The streets were busier, and everyone wrapped up like glutinous rice dumplings, shrank their necks, and trudged forward with heads bowed.