Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 516: Stubborn Wait

Chapter 516: Chapter 516: Stubborn Wait

"Enough!" Su Cheng roared, the two words exploded like a bomb in the office.

He really couldn’t control his emotions anymore, he had tried hard to seem composed, but every word from his mother was like a dagger ruthlessly stabbing him.

However, when he saw his mother flinch, a sense of guilt emerged in his heart, and along with the previous anger, his mood grew even more irritable.

He paced around the room for two full rounds before he could calm himself slightly, then spoke with as much patience as he could muster, "Mom, I’m not angry with you, I just want to tell you that Fu Han and I will never be possible in this lifetime, because... because..."

The rest of the sentence burned like a hot coal, and Su Cheng couldn’t bring himself to say it.

But the Huangpu Lady, like a child filled with curiosity, watched Su Cheng intently with wide eyes, as if insisting through her gaze that she needed an answer.

Su Cheng knew all too well that if he couldn’t make her give up hope, she might bring up the subject again from time to time.

With resolve, he clenched his teeth and said, "The moment He Xing agreed to leave Huangpu Group alone, I had decided to stop pursuing Fu Han."

The legs of the Huangpu Lady buckled, and she slumped, catching herself on the sofa just in time to prevent a fall.

To prevent the Huangpu Lady’s hatred for He Group from deepening, Su Cheng added, "It wasn’t He Xing who forced me, I promised it on my own initiative, anyway..."

Su Cheng’s face twisted into a self-deprecating smile, "Anyway, Fu Han never liked me, not once... my continued pursuit is only adding to my own ridicule."

"But..." the Huangpu Lady looked desperately at Su Cheng, as if grabbing for a lifeline, "but you two had dated before."

The anger on Su Cheng’s face deflated like a punctured balloon, disappearing instantly.

How could he forget his relationship with Fu Han, a relationship he had begged for, a relationship that started when he witnessed her argument with He Xing, and he offered to help Fu Han escape from He Xing.

Those were the happiest moments of his life, he had hoped that by treating Fu Han well during this fake relationship, she would be moved and would actually start a real relationship with him.

But... what was fake remained fake, how could it ever turn real?

It was like the fragile bubble of a dream he had built for himself, no matter how beautiful, there would come a day when it burst.

Yet, his emotional fortitude was not enough, a casual remark from his mother could still stir up waves in his heart, he wanted to laugh but couldn’t.

Su Cheng spoke as calmly as he could, "Mom, the past is the past, don’t mention this again in the future. All you need to know is that He Xing didn’t wrong me, nor did Fu Han; and today, He Group’s willingness to help Huangpu Group is out of consideration for Fu Han, if you really want to make me feel better... the next time you see Fu Han... and He Xing, I would be truly grateful if you could speak to them politely."

"I... I understand," the Huangpu Lady’s voice trembled, but she agreed with Su Cheng’s words.

The conversation between mother and son ended there, each with a heavy heart, and when they parted, neither said goodbye.

...

Fu Han leaned back in her chair, eyes closed, resting her mind. Jiang Ling had upset her plans; she hadn’t managed to complete any of the morning’s work and would likely be swamped for the rest of the afternoon.

However, the one consolation was that her office had finally been tidied. The cleaners must have used air freshener, the only downside being that in an attempt to cover up a musty smell, they had used a bit too much, and so the office was saturated with a strong scent of air freshener.

The only saving grace was that the air freshener she bought was of good quality; although the scent was intense, at least it did not have a cheap smell.

Daylight poured through the glass windows, warming Fu Han’s body with a comfortable heat that made it hard to resist the urge to doze off.

Outside her office, staff voices could occasionally be heard; it was lunchtime and break period. Although Fu Han found it a bit noisy, it was at least better than when she arrived at the office this morning, so she didn’t bother closing the door for fear of making it worse.

Zhao Ting was still in M Country dealing with a newly opened store and would be away for a month or two.

When Zhao Ting was around, Fu Han didn’t feel the absence, but now without her nagging, lunchtime had passed and nobody had come to remind Fu Han to eat. Zhao Ting always made sure to call Fu Han to eat at the same time every day, and if Fu Han didn’t want to go out to buy food, Zhao Ting would bring it back for her.

Fu Han had eaten plenty in the morning, true, but dealing with Miss Jiang Ling was exhausting, and she was genuinely hungry now.

She took out her phone to order takeout when her office door was knocked.

"Come in," Fu Han said, looking up curiously to see who would visit at this hour, considering she had scolded her staff harshly that day, and she doubted anyone would dare to bother her at this time.

The wooden door swung open, and He Xing’s face appeared before Fu Han.

"You... why are you here?" Fu Han was startled, joy spreading through her heart; she truly hadn’t expected He Xing to come see her at noon.

He Xing shook the bag in his hand with a smile, "Of course, to have lunch with you. If I didn’t come, would you have skipped eating?"

"If you hadn’t come..." Fu Han’s face broke into a playful smile as she blinked twice," If you hadn’t come, I would have ordered takeout."

"Then consider me your deliveryman, service provided for free," He Xing bantered back, his handsome face wearing an indulgent smile.

As he spoke, he walked in, his gaze surveying the room, unsure where to place the lunch.

Fu Han’s office was spartan, with just a desk, a bookcase, and a shelf holding some of her photography awards.

"Well..." Fu Han quickly caught on to He Xing’s intent, sticking out her tongue with a smile, "My office is small, it can’t compare to yours, I usually eat directly at my desk."

As she spoke, she cleared half her desk and pulled up an empty chair for He Xing, then helped him unpack the meal.