Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 654 - 655: The Garden in the Afternoon

Chapter 654: Chapter 655: The Garden in the Afternoon

Bai Wei had already tossed her phone aside and was feeding herself grapes one by one, her big eyes squinting with contentment, resembling a lazy little fox.

Hearing this, she tilted her head to think for a moment and said, "I heard from Fu Han that there was trouble with the Huangpu Group, something about using unfair practices for malicious competition, and violations in certain projects. Su Cheng’s dad took all the responsibility on himself, and now he’s in prison, though I’m not sure if he has been sentenced yet. Since Su Cheng is an only child, of course he had to go back to deal with these issues."

"How come I never heard you mention this before?" Fu Xingbo pushed up his glasses, concern evident on his scholarly face.

Bai Wei leaned back in her chair, which began to rock slowly. She closed her eyes to enjoy the warmth of the sun and said indifferently, "Why would I tell you about this? It has nothing to do with you."

Fu Xingbo was momentarily at a loss for words, staring at Xia Ning, who unfortunately was not looking at him and was instead leisurely sunbathing.

He sighed softly, a smile of helpless affection on his face.

Adjacent, Bai Qian looked at her husband with similarly tender eyes. The sunlight fell on her face, making her glow faintly, radiating a pure and holy light from within.

Another blissful moment passed, and the servant came upstairs with freshly cut fruit.

Fu Xingbo peeked out from behind a thick, thread-bound book: "Big sis, can you prepare a few more dishes tonight that the young lady likes?"

"Of course, sir," the servant, whose hair was turning slightly white, readily agreed before promptly departing.

Bai Qian, who had been arranging flowers, heard this and gently kicked Bai Wei’s chair: "Let Xiaohan know to come home for dinner tonight."

The Fu Family truly considered Fu Han as one of their own. In front of the servants, Fu Han was the lady of the house, and Bai Wei was the second young lady. Moreover, just this morning, they went to add Fu Han’s name to the deed of this house.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t buy another house for Fu Han, but Bai Qian felt that this house was their home in City A, different from any other property, which is why they insisted on having both Fu Han’s and Bai Wei’s names on the property title.

"Okay," Bai Wei obediently took out her phone: "Fu Han might still be on a date with Su Cheng. I don’t want to be a nuisance. I’ll just send her a message."

On the other side, Fu Xingbo once again poked his head from behind his book: "Xiaowei, please also call Luo Qinghe and invite him to dinner."

"Why?" Bai Wei was so excited that she nearly fell from the wicker chair. Once she had steadied herself, she blushed and said to Fu Xingbo, "Dad, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Haha..." Fu Xingbo laughed heartily, closing his book and looking at Bai Wei: "Of course I’m doing this on purpose. Can’t you see that I’m trying to help you reconcile with Luo Qinghe?"

Bai Wei’s face turned beet red, and she glared at Fu Xingbo fiercely: "This is between us. Who asked you to worry about it?"

"You have to understand us," Bai Qian’s ever beautiful face showed deep helplessness: "The day after tomorrow is the day you try on engagement dresses. You say you won’t go, I suggest cancelling the engagement ceremony, but you disagree. Now when we say to invite Luo Qinghe for dinner, you also disagree. What do you plan to do? Wait until the engagement day when all the guests have arrived, and neither of you show up?"

"I..." Bai Wei’s face turned even redder, she bit down hard on her teeth, her voice filled with frustration: "I don’t care, I just don’t want to see Luo Qinghe right now."

Her words successfully amused Bai Qian and Fu Xingbo. They completely disregarded Bai Wei’s upset expression and laughed joyously as if they had heard the funniest joke.

When their laughter subsided, Fu Xingbo finally spoke again: "I understand what you mean. You’ll still get engaged to Luo Qinghe, but you’ve had a fight, and Luo Qinghe hasn’t made it up to you yet, right?"

"I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I have to go." Bai Wei stood up with her phone and walked towards the stairwell: "I’m going to take a nap, you continue laughing."

With Bai Wei gone, only Bai Qian and Fu Xingbo were left in the vast garden. Bai Qian remained seated on the long couch while Fu Xingbo got up and sat down next to her, naturally wrapping his arm around Bai Qian’s waist: "What do you think our daughter is really up to, huh?"

Bai Qian rested her head on Fu Xingbo’s shoulder and gently looked up at him, her gaze naturally filled with affection: "Don’t you know our daughter? When she likes someone, she dives in headfirst, and no one can persuade her otherwise."

At that point, Bai Qian’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said with a hint of frustration: "I have heard Bai Wei complain about Fu Xingbo before, but it was always very brief. This level of anger is a first for her; I don’t know why they fought."

Fu Xingbo ran his free hand through Bai Qian’s hair, his smile warm and gentle: "Alright, you saw Xiaowei’s attitude just now. Since she doesn’t want to talk about it, we won’t ask. Let her handle it on her own."

"Mhm mhm," Bai Qian spoke softly, a blush of girlish shyness on her face: "Yes, after all, Xiaowei has grown up. She will manage her own affairs well. We shouldn’t interfere too much."

The afternoon sun cast their shadows upon the ground, creating a small heart-shaped silhouette.

From the moment they met until now, these two have never spent a moment apart, and it has been nearly thirty years.

They say time is the greatest enemy of affection, but that statement seemed inapplicable to them. Their love not only did not wane with the passage of time, but grew stronger day by day.

Bai Qian remembered Fu Xingbo’s proposal, how he promised that their marriage would never let her feel lonely again, that he would forever be by her side.

That was a promise made only once by Fu Xingbo, but over the past two decades, he had kept it every single day.

Even during the most challenging times of his business ventures, no matter how late he worked, he would always take a two-hour drive home to sleep beside Bai Qian.

Bai Qian’s affection for Fu Xingbo was equally deep. Although she hadn’t spoken of everlasting companionship, whether when Bai Wei went abroad for her studies or when she returned home to act, Bai Qian stayed away from her daughter’s side.

Many couples tend to focus too much on their children, relegating the attention due to their spouse. When one party neglects the other, it breeds discontent, and their affection dwindles.

One common trait between them as a couple is that in this family, they always come first for each other, while Bai Wei comes next.