Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 528 - 529: His Sudden Appearance

Chapter 528: Chapter 529: His Sudden Appearance

Fu Han didn’t get up. The would-be bride and groom were over there playing out a scene of a sweet reunion like newlyweds, so she, a third wheel with an evident presence, decided it was best not to join the commotion.

Moreover, such commotion would only serve to highlight the loneliness of her own love, so she not only didn’t want to mingle, she even considered dining alone in her room later, if only... she disliked the idea of her room absorbing the smell of food.

The words Nan Qing said at the door were, "Wang Yixuan, you’re finally back. You wanted to starve me to death, didn’t you?"

Then she immediately followed with, "He Xing, what are you doing here? I’m just borrowing Fu Han for a few days, you don’t have to be so desperate to follow her here, do you?"

The moment Fu Han heard the name "He Xing", her heartbeat thundered like the beating of drums, drowning out all other sounds; her mind was filled with thoughts of why He Xing would come and what he wanted to say.

After receiving Nan Qing’s call, Fu Han had called Mr. He to inform him she wouldn’t be able to join him for dinner; but since Fu Han was only asked by Nan Qing to stay here for a while just now, she hadn’t had the chance to update Mr. He about this new development.

Fu Han clasped her chest, fearing her heart might leap out; uncontrollably, her eyes drifted to the door, and a few seconds later, sure enough, she saw He Xing, who had changed into slippers, walk in.

As their gazes met in mid-air, sparks seemed to fly, and if one listened carefully, one could hear a crackling sound in the air.

It wasn’t until Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan had set the dinner table and called them over to eat that Fu Han got up from the sofa and went over, passing by He Xing without saying a word.

The dinner was ordered by Nan Qing and Fu Han; it included many dishes that Fu Han liked. She had been busy all afternoon and was already starving, her stomach growling in protest.

Yet, for some reason, looking at the full table of dishes, she felt no appetite at all.

He Xing also lacked appetite, eating slowly and in small bites, vastly different from how he relished his meal at noon.

In contrast, Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan were particularly joyful eaters, with Wang Yixuan ceaselessly serving Nan Qing, continuously urging her to eat more, wishing she could eat three bowls in one meal.

The two of them seemed to form their own barrier, urging each other on, both eating with contentment.

Wang Yixuan acted as if he didn’t notice Fu Han and He Xing the entire meal, while Nan Qing occasionally prompted Fu Han to eat more; as for He Xing, Nan Qing had only greeted him when he arrived.

A dinner of mixed emotions finally ended after nearly an hour, with Wang Yixuan telling Nan Qing to go rest while he started to clean up the table and kitchen.

Nan Qing, having been declined when she offered to help, simply grabbed a chair and sat at the kitchen doorway chatting with Wang Yixuan, their laughter occasionally drifting out.

Seeing how good their relationship was, Fu Han sincerely felt happy for them.

It is said only those who have suffered can truly cherish what they have. Nan Qing had endured much hardship with Su Cheng, which is why she treasured what she found in Wang Yixuan even more; as for Wang Yixuan, Fu Han knew little about his romantic past, only that it was said to be similar to Ji Liangchuan’s. But seeing Wang Yixuan’s affection for Nan Qing, it appeared he truly held her in an important place in his heart.

Then there was herself; Fu Han always felt that her own love life was far from successful. Before even understanding what love was, she had already told herself she would marry He Xing.

But after being deeply hurt by He Xing, she wanted to escape, and she did, leaving the engagement ring and decisively walking away. During her three years abroad, many pursued her, including persistent young men like Su Cheng, yet Fu Han felt no desire to fall in love.

She didn’t understand why she couldn’t be like Nan Qing, willing to look at the scenery outside after being hurt, open to letting a new person enter her life.

Even today, as she felt so distressed, her heart still only held He Xing.

One of life’s greatest tragedies is that after you’ve seen a person’s cruelty, even when you realize that being with them won’t result in a fairytale ending, you still can’t bring yourself to let go.

He Xing’s gaze had been fixed on Fu Han; watching the desolation on her face grow more intense, his mood grew heavier. He could no longer concern himself with anything else, walking to Fu Han’s side and saying softly, "Xiaohan, there are some things I want to talk to you about. Come outside with me for a moment."

Fu Han slowly lifted her head; under the warm light, He Xing’s face seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold, so warm. Yet his eyes shone with a cold light that reflected off ice, making one’s heart tremble with fear.

Warmth and indifference, the two extremes, were present in He Xing’s face like a yin-yang diagram, clear-cut black and white without a hint of blending, yet harmoniously flawless.

Fu Han’s gaze once again fell towards the kitchen where the sounds of running water and conversation between a man and a woman mingled, filled with warmth.

Her heart seemed to soften somewhat, and she nodded, slowly getting up, "You go ahead and wait for me, I’ll get changed and come down."

When she left in the morning, Fu Han had misjudged the temperature, thinking it wouldn’t be cold with the sun out. But by the time she finished work at dusk, the sun had set, and the force of winter in City A made itself felt.

He Xing nodded and went out first. Fu Han returned to her room and rummaged through her closet, finding a long black down jacket.

After putting on the jacket, she checked herself in the mirror. The beige sweater and black down jacket were a perfect match, except her face was too pale, combined with her black hair, she might be mistaken for a female ghost at night?

After thinking it over, Fu Han applied a bit of rouge to her cheeks and a thin layer of lipstick, making her overall appearance much healthier.

She had already reached the doorway, ready to change her shoes, when she decided it was better to let Nan Qing know, "Nan Qing, I... I have something to deal with downstairs, I’ll be back in a bit."

Nan Qing nodded and smiled, "Alright, I know."

As Fu Han bent over to put on her last shoe, Nan Qing suddenly ran over to her side, whispering in her ear, "Fu Han, as long as two people love each other, there’s no conflict that can’t be resolved. So you two should have a good talk, clear things up, don’t fight, okay?"

After a pause, Nan Qing spoke again, "And... Fu Han, don’t think I’m meddling, but I can tell He Xing really cares about you. So if it’s not a serious issue, you should forgive him. Finding someone who truly wants to love you is not easy."