Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 652 - 653: Full of Worry

Chapter 652: Chapter 653: Full of Worry

He Xing looked at Fu Han with such a gaze, and he had always believed that only he would look at Fu Han with such a gaze, confident that he was the person who loved Fu Han the most in the world.

But today, when he saw Su Cheng defending Fu Han like that, his belief suddenly wavered; he began to doubt whether Su Cheng’s deep feelings for Fu Han were any less profound than his own.

He Xing’s mood grew heavier. He had previously exchanged a promise from Su Cheng with a transaction, the promise being that Su Cheng would no longer pursue Fu Han. He thought he could rest easy after that.

Yet now, he felt he was wrong, not because Su Cheng didn’t keep his promise; but because he suddenly started to worry that if Su Cheng continued to show such deep affection, Fu Han might waver?

With these thoughts, He Xing’s mood could no longer remain calm. After taking Xia Ning back to the ward, he directly asked the nurse to call the doctor to examine Xia Ning.

Xia Ning still looked aggrieved, quietly complaining about Fu Han and listing all the wrongs Fu Han had done to her.

But in reality, He Xing had not taken in a single word she said, anxiously waiting for the doctor to come, and eager to get in touch with Xia Guoxiong. If possible, he wished he had wings to fly to Fu Han’s side.

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After stepping out of the elevator, Fu Han took a deep breath of the cold air that reeked of disinfectant, almost freezing her nose off.

She looked up at the sun overhead, which was a dull winter sun, not too dazzling, and without a hint of warmth. She sniffled and couldn’t help but sneeze twice.

"Fu Han, here’s a tissue," Su Cheng immediately took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them to Fu Han.

Come to think of it, this habit had been in place for several years. In the past, when Fu Han, Nan Qing, and Su Cheng went out together, the two girls often were careless and forgetful, always losing things and forgetting to bring tissues. When they had no tissues, they would ask Su Cheng to buy some.

Later, Su Cheng drew from experience and started carrying tissues whenever he went out, just in case. He never imagined he would still have this habit now.

The pale tissue carried a faint scent of jasmine, Fu Han’s favorite fragrance. She inhaled deeply, and it seemed to make her whole being feel much better.

Once her mood settled, Fu Han turned to look at Su Cheng with a faint smile on her beautiful face, "I’m feeling much better now. You have things to do at your company, so hurry back to your work."

"It’s no big deal, even if I’m busy, it’s not urgent for this moment," Su Cheng didn’t look at Fu Han. He slightly looked up at the sun, his face under the light looked as if it were coated in a layer of gold, sacred and detached from worldly concerns, "I didn’t take a day off during Spring Festival. My mother went to the company today, and I thought I’d go out for a walk. Can you accompany me?"

Fu Han had already declined Su Cheng once in the morning. If she were to refuse Su Cheng now, it would be the second time she did so; what was most important was that Fu Han herself wanted to go out for a walk. If she did nothing, she felt she would go insane.

Thinking this, Fu Han smiled, her beautiful face bright and sunny, "Firstly, I should say I don’t know where I’d like to go play. You saw earlier that I’m in a bad mood; I just want to go out and calm myself."

Her words had a double meaning. The first was the apparent one, and the second was to remind Su Cheng that her mood was a result of He Xing, hoping Su Cheng would not entertain any other thoughts.

Indeed, the excitement that had just appeared on Su Cheng’s face dissipated as quickly as it had come, but he soon recovered his mood, "I know, then I’ll take you to a place I used to go play quite often."

The white Audi started up once again, and Fu Han sat back in her original spot. It wasn’t clear what she was feeling at the moment, certainly not "good," yet it seemed to have improved from earlier.

The Audi weaved through the streets of City A, which was even busier than in the morning. The streets were packed with people, shops on both sides were wide open, and many speakers had started up again, playing music and promoting sales – a lively atmosphere indeed.

If it had been before, Fu Han would have found it noisy, but now she found these sounds cozy, a touch of human warmth, exactly what she needed at the moment.

Fu Han didn’t ask where Su Cheng was taking her. Strangely enough, she suddenly felt a sense of trust in Su Cheng, a trust she had never felt before. It was as if, after experiencing recent events, her trust in Su Cheng had strengthened; subconsciously, she felt that he would not harm her.

During the ride, they barely spoke, much like on the way there – silent, yet not awkward.

Unsure how much time had passed, the car finally stopped.

Only then did Fu Han really take in the scenery outside the car window. They were in what looked like an open-air park, and it seemed quite spacious.

Although there were many trees, many leaves had withered in the winter. As it was not yet the dead of winter, the scene looked empty and nearly desolate.

Fu Han looked around in puzzlement and asked, "Where are we?"

"This is the largest outdoor ice skating rink in City A," Su Cheng answered with an exceptionally gentle smile. "Whenever I felt down, I’d come here to ice skate, and it always made me feel much better."

"But..." Fu Han awkwardly coughed and said unnaturally, "But you seem to have forgotten, I can’t ice skate."

When they were overseas, Xia Ning and Su Cheng often went to the ice rink, but Fu Han never joined them. One reason was because she didn’t have money and didn’t want to use Su Cheng and Nan Qing’s; the second was that she couldn’t skate, and her grandfather thought it was a dangerous sport and didn’t want her to participate.

"Ice skating is easy, do you want to learn?" Su Cheng smiled, patting his chest, "Don’t worry, you’re smart, surely you’ll pick it up quickly."

Fu Han started to feel tempted by his words and hesitated before deciding to try something unknown; perhaps it would improve her mood. She smiled and said, "Then I’ll give it a try, but I can’t promise what I’ll be able to do."

"The willingness to try already shows courage," Su Cheng said, clearly happy.

Ever since Fu Han learned about the Huangpu Group, she regarded Su Cheng with a tinge of pity. Yet, every time she saw him, he was always full of positivity.

Always spirited, always sunny, a trait Fu Han admired. A little sun, always warming those around him, bringing nothing but positivity and light, something she certainly couldn’t achieve with such cheerful uplift.