Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 485: Precious Gift

Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Precious Gift

"No," Bai Wei blushed as she squeezed her way through, frantically explaining in a disorganized manner, "Fu Han just got back, I haven’t had the chance to give her the gift yet."

She dropped a "Fu Han, wait for me, I’ll go get it for you," and then ran off.

Fu Xingbo beckoned everyone to sit in the living room, and the servants immediately served tea. Bai Qian also took off her apron to sit beside Luo Qiluo, enjoying the tea together.

A few minutes later, Bai Wei came downstairs with a delicate box in her hand. She shoved the box into Fu Han’s hands with a mysterious smile and said, "Open it and see."

Fu Han first smiled at Luo Qiluo, then slowly opened the box.

Inside the box was a bracelet, clear white on the outside, with wisps of red on the inside, the red taking the shape of something that resembled ginkgo tree leaves.

"This..." Fu Han might not have understood jade, but she recognized at a glance the value of this jade ornament and hurriedly objected, "Aunt Luo, this gift is too precious, I... I can’t accept it."

Luo Qiluo smiled earnestly with benevolence, "These things are quite expensive on the market, but our Li Family owns a jade business, so this isn’t expensive since I got it from our own store."

She paused then smiled as she spoke again, "There’s nothing special about it, other than a piece of rare jade that happened to make a pair of bracelets. I thought of you and Bai Wei, the close sisters you are, so I decided to give one to each of you, as long as you don’t disdain them."

Bai Wei promptly raised her hand, and that was when Fu Han noticed that Bai Wei also wore a bracelet identical to her own, equally resplendent and even more beautiful on her wrist.

Then Bai Qian spoke up, essentially saying that although the bracelet was valuable, it was a small token from Qinghe’s mother and urged Fu Han not to refuse it.

Fu Han truly thought of Bai Wei as her own sister and, hearing this, she no longer declined but thanked them warmly and put on the bracelet on her wrist.

She was clear in her heart that Luo Qiluo did not intend to give this treasure to her; it was a gift to Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian’s niece. The identity of that niece didn’t matter.

As for the favor, Fu Han knew that her uncle and aunt never liked owing anything to anyone, and they would surely return the favor in other ways.

Her guess was not wrong, in fact, it was understated; in truth, Luo Qiluo arrived in M Country carrying animosity towards Bai Qian.

Therefore, in every aspect, she did not want to lose to Bai Qian. The pair of bracelets were called Phoenix Blood Jade, incredibly precious, and the Li Family’s jade business only acquired such a pair this year. She decided to give them to the sisters, Fu Han and Bai Wei.

The original intent of Luo Qiluo was not to lose face with these bracelets; now that she felt almost a friendship with Bai Qian beyond their years, she was no longer concerned with overshadowing Bai Qian with gifts, and her gifting took on a more sincere nature.

Dinner started soon after, at least half of the dishes were prepared by Bai Qian, with Bai Wei contributing two cold dishes as well.

Although cold dishes were unusual for winter, Bai Wei’s limited skills, all newly learned, meant that these were the quickest dishes she could master.

The evening consisted of just the four members of Bai Wei’s family and the three from Luo Qinghe’s, gathering around a single round table, which was more than enough.

Before marrying Li Huazhi, Luo Qiluo knew how to cook, but after the marriage, she felt she was a lady of the upper-class society and couldn’t be expected to enter the kitchen.

As a result, the skill Luo Qiluo once had in making simple meals disappeared over several decades, and instead, her palate grew more fastidious, and the Li Family often had to replace their chefs.

She found tonight’s dinner exceptionally enjoyable and continuously praised Bai Qian’s culinary skills.

The meal lasted nearly two hours, with almost all the food consumed, everyone thoroughly sated, especially Li Huazhi, who was trying Bai Qian’s cooking for the first time.

If Fu Han hadn’t keenly noticed that Fu Xingbo was serving Bai Qian more frequently than usual that night, and eating more than usual, she might have thought her uncle had forgotten that Li Huazhi once harbored a crush on Bai Qian.

Nonetheless, Fu Han still thought her uncle’s demeanor was quite generous, as he kept his discontent to himself, even ignoring Li Huazhi’s various impolitenesses most of the time.

Fu Han understood that Fu Xingbo’s composure stemmed from his immense faith in Bai Qian and the solidity of their decades-long affectionate marriage.

After the meal, Luo Qiluo incessantly exaggerated Bai Qian’s praise, "It’s hard to imagine that you, appearing every inch the distinguished lady, actually have such successful culinary skills. I used to dislike cooking, but now I think cooking might actually be an interesting thing to do. Right, husband?"

Li Huazhi, who had been stealing glances at Bai Qian for the umpteenth time, flushed with embarrassment upon hearing this and was unusually agreeable, "Wife, you’re right. If you want to cook, I’ll support you, but if you don’t want to, it’s alright. We can still afford a maid to cook for us."

This response pleased Luo Qiluo, at least it allowed her to save face outwardly. She affectionately adjusted Li Huazhi’s tie, which wasn’t messy, as a way of showing her encouragement.

On the other hand, Li Huazhi, already flushed, grew even redder. He used to be accustomed to displaying marital harmony in public, but now with Bai Qian nearby, he instinctively wanted to withdraw.

However, years of displaying affection in public meant that despite feeling revolted inside, he stood immobile on the surface, letting Luo Qiluo fuss over him.

From her vantage point, Fu Han could easily see both their profiles and read their expressions clearly.

Her face held a polite smile, while a myriad of thoughts filled her mind.

There are many kinds of marriage in this world. Couples like Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian, who nurtured their relationship over decades, are rare, but theirs is the most enviable and coveted kind of marriage, one that is out of reach for many.

Then there are pairs like Luo Qiluo and Li Huazhi. Who came together for many reasons, possibly including love, or perhaps not. Love is not essential for their life, as they have found suitable, compatible ways to be together, being the most suitable partners for each other.

The last kind is the most sorrowful kind of marriage, where there is neither love nor suitability, neither a willingness to make an effort for a better life together nor a willingness to part, resulting in a lifetime wasted on each other.

Fu Han had never considered her own marriage to fall into the second or third category. Marriage wasn’t a necessity for her life, but if she were ever to marry, it would surely be for love, as their affection for each other would be the driving force behind her desire to enter into a union.