Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 540 - 541: The Feeling of Being in Love

Chapter 540: Chapter 541: The Feeling of Being in Love

Nan Qing’s appetite was very good for breakfast, she ate more than half by herself; towards the end, she even felt somewhat embarrassed, insisting that she ate so much that Fu Han wasn’t able to get enough.

But in fact, Fu Han really didn’t have much of an appetite. She never had special feelings for Crab Dumplings, and whenever she looked at Wang Yixuan and Nan Qing together, she couldn’t help but think of He Xing, which further diminished her desire to eat.

However, seeing Nan Qing eat so happily, Fu Han’s mood improved too. Happiness is contagious—when the people around you are happy, you can’t help but feel happy yourself.

By the time they set off, Fu Han still hadn’t received any message from He Xing.

Her anger from last night had now turned into disappointment.

He Xing always said he had liked Fu Han for many, many years, but Fu Han never really felt the same way.

Now that she thought about it, she realized there was a reason for that: the way she and He Xing interacted was different from how typical couples did.

Take Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan, for example. It was as if there was a magnetic field between them, always drawing each other firmly to themselves.

When Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan dated, they wanted nothing more than to stick together every second. Just like now, as they walked ahead of Fu Han, Wang Yixuan had one arm wrapped around Nan Qing’s waist and carried a large and small bag of gifts for Nan Qing’s parents with the other hand.

Walking like this was actually quite uncomfortable, but Nan Qing still leaned her head on Wang Yixuan’s shoulder.

If it were He Xing... Fu Han sighed helplessly, thinking that He Xing seldom held her hand when walking on the main road. As for carrying things, Fu Han always carried her own things, and He Xing never helped her with her bags.

Alright, even though Fu Han found it odd for boys to carry girls’ bags, and she wouldn’t want He Xing to do it even if he offered, the point wasn’t whether she would allow him to carry her bag, but rather that he never offered at all.

With these thoughts, a dim light settled in Fu Han’s eyes, and she followed silently behind them, lacking any desire to speak. As for what the two of them were saying, Fu Han didn’t pay attention.

The modified SUV sped along the road. This was Fu Han’s first time riding in Wang Yixuan’s car; before this, she didn’t even know he had one.

Truthfully, although Fu Han had known Wang Yixuan for some time, she knew almost nothing about his family.

It wasn’t until this morning, when Nan Qing talked to Fu Han about meeting with their parents, that Fu Han found out that Wang Yixuan’s parents had both passed away in an accident, making him an orphan just like her.

But Wang Yixuan’s parents had the accident while he was studying abroad for university, and by the time Wang Yixuan rushed back, he only had time to see his parents’ remains at the funeral home one last time before they were cremated.

If you were to calculate it, Wang Yixuan’s parents were with him for much longer than Fu Han’s were with her. At least Wang Yixuan’s parents didn’t miss out on his childhood and adolescence, staying with him for twenty years and giving him a complete family until he was capable of looking after himself before they left.

Not like Fu Han, who was so young when her parents passed away that she had no memories of them, only knowing that she would never see them again. As for whether or not her parents left her anything, neither she nor Grandpa He had any idea because it was an accident, leaving no time for her parents to make arrangements for their affairs.

But really, that comparison was unnecessary. Being in the same boat, Fu Han genuinely hoped that Wang Yixuan would have a good ending with Nan Qing.

Sitting in the back seat, Fu Han watched Wang Yixuan chatting and laughing with Nan Qing in the front. She still felt that without Nan Qing mentioning it, she would never have guessed Wang Yixuan was an orphan because he seemed so exceptionally sunny when he smiled, showing not a trace of gloom.

However, Fu Han knew very little about Wang Yixuan, and Nan Qing didn’t say much today, so Fu Han felt that she might have harbored some prejudice against him in the past. At the very least, he now seemed genuinely kind to Nan Qing.

Perhaps because Wang Yixuan has no parents, today’s meeting with Nan Qing’s parents was set at the Nangong family’s villa in the suburbs. They were planning to have lunch there.

Nan Qing was very happy about this as it meant her parents were directly approving of Wang Yixuan coming to their house, which she thought was a very good sign.

Only Fu Han felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart. It was clear that the previous night, Nan Qing mentioned they would meet at the hotel today, and the hotel had already been booked. Yet this morning, just before they left, Nan Qing received a call from her parents asking them to come home and have lunch there instead.

Wang Yixuan was indifferent to the change, consoling Nan Qing with a smile, saying that as long as Nan Qing was happy, it didn’t matter to him where they met.

Fu Han looked on with indifference, not detecting any signs of nervousness in Wang Yixuan, though normally a man about to meet his future in-laws would feel anxious.

In the end, Fu Han concluded that Wang Yixuan was just used to being free, so he naturally appeared indifferent to everything.

The number of cars on the roads began to dwindle, and the air became fresher; they had left the urban area and were on their way to the Nangong family’s villa in the suburbs.

It was Fu Han’s first visit here. She glanced at the navigation, just a few more minutes and they would arrive at their destination.

She looked around, noting how different it was from the urban area. The trees lining the streets of the urban area were about the thickness of an adult’s arm, with the thickest tree trunks being as large as an adult’s thigh.

However, the trees near the Nangong’s villa were all grand and large, with each trunk thick as a bucket, their branches spreading far and wide. The intertwining branches met high above the road, creating a canopy that obscured the sky, and the car seemed to be driving under a dimmed sky as it passed through.

It was winter, and most trees should have shed their leaves by now, but the leaves here had not fallen, probably due to the species.

High walls lined both sides of the road, unevenly plastered with cement and covered with dark green moss, casting an unconventional charm.

While appreciating the picturesque scenery, Fu Han suddenly noticed a wedding photo shoot not far ahead. A group of people bustled about, with a grand production in progress.

She remembered the wedding photos she and He Xing once took. Every outfit was beautiful, and she liked the makeup styles too. As the Photographer said, the pictures were good enough to be published without any retouching.

But when selecting the location, she never thought of an outdoor green fairy tale setting like this one; the results would have been beautiful too. If there was anything to blame, it was that everything looked so appealing back then that they hadn’t considered this style.