Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 562 - 563: Parents’ Opinion

Chapter 562: Chapter 563: Parents’ Opinion

Like now, she was indeed terrified by the love-hate entanglement between Fu Han and He Xing, fearing such things would happen to her.

After all, just like her mother said, if Wang Yixuan was a man worth entrusting her life to, it wouldn’t matter if he were an orphan or penniless.

But her mother felt that Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan had known each other for less than three months, and deciding to spend a lifetime together so quickly was too hasty a decision.

Especially since the Nangong matriarch knew Nan Qing had harbored feelings for Su Cheng for over a decade; one spanned a decade, the other was three months—the contrast too stark.

The Nangong matriarch wondered if Nan Qing could truly let go of those feelings after a decade.

After all, marriage isn’t child’s play. Once married, you must take responsibility for each other and stand by each other for life, not just marry because of an accidental pregnancy. After all, the Nangong Family had the means to ensure Nan Qing wouldn’t suffer any grievances, even as a single mother.

That’s why Nan Qing had kept from Wang Yixuan the fact that her parents had no objection to him as a person, but they lacked confidence in their relationship and thus did not support a hasty marriage.

Seeing Nan Qing cry, Wang Yixuan tenderly wiped her tears away and even apologized, saying he had been too harsh and frightened her.

Nan Qing just clung tightly to Wang Yixuan’s waist, as if this could convey her determination to him.

She had made up her mind not to tell Wang Yixuan about her parents’ opinion. After all, Wang Yixuan was a very proud man, and he might get very angry if he knew of their disapproval, which could lead to anything happening.

Anyway, since her parents didn’t disapprove of Wang Yixuan himself, Nan Qing felt that as long as she proved her resolve to them, everything would be fine.

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The days returned to calmness, with Fu Han getting up early to go to work, leaving on time if her work was done, or staying late in the office to finish.

As for Nan Qing, against her parents’ wishes, she reopened her gallery, a hobby that Wang Yixuan fully supported.

Wang Yixuan himself was busier than ever, leaving early and returning late and spending most of his evenings immersed in his art studio, engrossed in his works.

Initially, Nan Qing was too shy to share a bed with Wang Yixuan, so he only slipped into her room after Fu Han had returned to hers.

Then one morning, Fu Han, while changing shoes at the door, nonchalantly suggested to Nan Qing, "I think you could get rid of that single bed in your studio. It collects too much dust, which is bad for a pregnant woman."

It wasn’t until Fu Han had entered the elevator that Nan Qing finally grasped the meaning of her words, blushing deeply, but that very day Wang Yixuan dismantled the single bed.

Not only that, but he even gave it away to the old man collecting junk, claiming it was good deeds; only Nan Qing knew it was because Wang Yixuan dreaded being kicked out again, thus he was cutting off all retreats.

Some things remained unchanged, like He Xing lying in Fu Han’s blacklist for the past few days, meaning he could only see her by approaching her directly.

At first, He Xing would visit Fu Han’s office every day for lunch, but his workload was too great, requiring about three hours to see her, which meant he had to work late into the night.

After two days of this routine, He Xing moved into Huating No.1, room 2202 the next day after work. This was the apartment he had bought previously to be close to Fu Han and had been empty for some time.

Fu Han had moved into Huating the day before He Xing arranged for someone to clean his room, only for Liang Tao to forget about it, causing He Xing extra hassle.

Initially, He Xing planned to deduct nearly a month’s bonus from Liang Tao as punishment, but Liang Tao saved himself by mentioning Fu Han agreed to let him go to M Country with Zhao Ting for the New Year. With Fu Han as his shield, Liang Tao managed to keep his bonus.

Even though He Xing moved to Huating No.1, Fu Han continued to treat him like air, ignoring his presence.

Fu Han’s attitude towards He Xing was a decision she made after a whole night of contemplation. She decided to focus on her work first, realizing nothing was more important than building her own strength. As for He Xing, she thought she’d let him taste the bitterness of rejection for a while.

Actually, Fu Han was quite angry about one thing. They had watched some gossip on TV, and He Xing had sent several messages to explain the situation, which Fu Han ignored. The next day, when they met, He Xing didn’t bring it up again.

Fu Han felt He Xing was always like this, as if everything was fine even though she hadn’t fully forgiven him, so he didn’t mention it anymore.

But in reality, Fu Han misunderstood He Xing. Every time there was a misunderstanding, He Xing would explain, and he believed he had made things clear. Assuming Fu Han was still angry and would calm down in a few days, he didn’t bring it up again.

Over time, the issue had morphed into their current situation—their misunderstanding over this matter deepened without either knowing the other’s true thoughts.

She was thinking of these things because she had just received a message from He Xing asking if she would return to the He Family for the New Year tomorrow.

Upon seeing the message, Fu Han became furious. Aside from the fact that she was currently in A City, she had always made sure to return home to spend New Year’s with the elderly Mr. He, even when she used to travel during the winter holidays.

She replied with a single word "Yes" and tossed the phone aside, nervously resuming her work.

Near the end of the year, there weren’t many photoshoot assignments, with everyone busy preparing for the New Year.

Fu Han understood many were looking forward to going home for the New Year, so she had let all the non-local staff go home a week earlier, and the local staff working in the company were paid triple their wages.

So, even though it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and not many people were in the Cheng Yihan Office Building, everyone’s work was well organized, and they all dutifully stood their last watch of the year.

Fu Han was satisfied with everyone’s performance and secretly decided to give larger red envelopes at the start of the next year as a sign of good fortune. Considering the small number of staff, the total expense wouldn’t be too significant.

By the time she had finished all her work, the sun had set behind the distant buildings, its orange glow spreading its last warmth and transforming her office into a cozy little room.