Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 626 - 627: Couple’s Quarrel

Chapter 626: Chapter 627: Couple’s Quarrel

Her goals used to be simple, to win over Luo Qinghe and become his legitimate girlfriend. She hadn’t initially considered marrying Luo Qinghe, not because she didn’t want to, but because she dared not to.

But when Luo Qinghe proposed, of course she had to accept.

However, the problem was that once she started imagining herself as Luo Qinghe’s future girlfriend, things began to get complicated. She pursued more and desired more.

Gradually, she realized she wanted to be closer to Luo Qinghe, but he had built an invisible wall between them, leaving her hovering outside a certain distance at all times.

Bai Wei sighed softly, feeling that the argument with Luo Qinghe was rather pointless. She couldn’t persuade him, but she couldn’t leave him either, so what was the point of this internal struggle?

"Okay, let’s put this matter to rest for today. You..." Bai Wei adjusted her emotions and tried to speak in the gentlest tone possible, "Qinghe, if you’re concerned about Nan Qing’s health, you can go see her. It’s..."

She intended to say, "It’s alright, I won’t mind," but Luo Qinghe rudely cut her off before she could finish.

"Who said I’m going to see Nan Qing? Why would I go see her? Her boyfriend will take good care of her." Luo Qinghe’s face turned red with anger as he spoke, not just his face but also his neck—truly a flush of frustration.

Bai Wei was caught off guard, stepping back slightly and instinctively distancing herself from Luo Qinghe.

This action infuriated Luo Qinghe completely. He stood up abruptly and loomed over her, "Bai Wei, can you stop acting like this all the time? Tell me what you really want, will you? I protect Nan Qing, and you accuse me of holding onto the past; I ignore her, and you call me cold-hearted, right?"

"I didn’t say that." Although Bai Wei had never seen Luo Qinghe like this, she gathered her courage to defend herself, "You’re the one saying that, don’t put those words on me."

"You didn’t say it?" Luo Qinghe laughed bitterly in his rage, "Sure, you didn’t say it. But isn’t that what all your words imply? I’m simply voicing your thoughts. Why do you deny it?"

Bai Wei, holding back her tears for so long, could no longer restrain them. They fell like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, large and sparkling—tears on a beauty’s face were just like this.

"Crying, crying, can you just stop crying?" Luo Qinghe’s emotions were so intense that his fists creaked, "Bai Wei, you’re always so strong and independent in front of others, but you’re never like that with me. I don’t like how you are with me. You better think about how we’re supposed to get along."

Bai Wei’s eyes widened as she looked at Luo Qinghe as if he were a stranger. The shock stopped her tears right in their tracks, leaving them hanging in her eyes, making them even more glistening.

The irritation in Luo Qinghe’s heart intensified. He turned away and finally said to Bai Wei, "I don’t want to say anything more, think about it yourself. I’m leaving."

After finishing his words, he turned around and walked out without looking back at Bai Wei.

As Luo Qinghe reached the door, Bai Qian just happened to come out from the kitchen and greeted him with a smile, "Qinghe, dinner is about to start. Where are you going?"

"I..." Luo Qinghe struggled to control his emotions and spoke as calmly as possible, "I suddenly have some matters to attend to, so I won’t be eating here tonight. You... you have more, I’ll come to visit another day."

Then, under Bai Qian’s surprised gaze, he opened the door and left.

Looking somewhat puzzled, Bai Qian went to the living room to ask Bai Wei what had happened, only to find Bai Wei wiping tears from her cheeks. Bai Qian paused for a moment and ultimately went back to the kitchen without saying anything.

When all the streetlights were on, Fu Han and He Xing received a call and came downstairs. It was finally time for dinner.

In the vast dining room, only Bai Wei and her parents were seated. Fu Han sat down opposite Bai Wei, unable to help but ask, "Bai Wei, where’s Luo Qinghe? Why isn’t he coming to dinner?"

"He... he had to leave because of some urgent business," Bai Wei replied quietly without looking up.

Fu Han glanced at her aunt and uncle with a puzzled look and instantly noticed Bai Qian’s complex expression. She immediately understood there must be more to the story.

But seeing Bai Wei’s reluctance to talk, she didn’t want to ask in front of so many people.

The dinner was entirely prepared by Bai Qian and Fu Xingbo, both of whom I have eaten with in M Country. Their cooking skills are indeed excellent, especially Bai Qian, who had attended cooking classes, her culinary skills were no less than those of a hotel chef.

Knowing she was going to have dinner here tonight, Fu Han was really looking forward to it. She did miss Bai Qian’s cooking.

But the mood was dampened by Bai Wei’s emotions which affected everyone’s appetite. Although Fu Han still ate quite a bit, it was less compared to her usual.

The only unaffected person was He Xing. Men are often oblivious, and since his eyes were constantly fixed on Fu Han, he didn’t notice Bai Wei’s unusual state at all.

Plus, He Xing really enjoyed Bai Qian’s cooking. He was feasting heartily while tirelessly serving dishes to Fu Han, constantly encouraging her to eat more.

However, to Fu Han’s surprise, despite not being as extraverted as usual, Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian consumed just as much as before. It was as if nothing had changed— the only slight difference was Bai Wei, who kept her head down without speaking throughout the meal, so everyone else grew quiet as well.

When it was time to clean up after the meal, Fu Han slipped into the kitchen under the pretext of helping to ask Bai Qian what had happened.

Bai Qian shrugged her shoulders and smiled innocently, "It’s nothing serious, probably just a lovers’ quarrel. Let’s not interfere; they’ll be fine on their own."

"I see," Fu Han nodded, and without further comment, she walked out of the kitchen.

It was getting late. He Xing sat on the sofa waiting for Fu Han. He planned to drop her off at Huating No.1 first, then drive back to Lanwan Mountain himself.

Seeing Fu Han coming out of the kitchen, He Xing immediately stood up, "Xiaohan, can we go now?"

Fu Han walked toward He Xing and tugged at his sleeve. He Xing immediately cooperated by bending down, and Fu Han whispered something to him. He nodded and returned to his previous seat to sit down.