Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 692: Chapter 694: I Won’t Eat You

The dishes were served promptly, arraying a table with a dazzling spread. Fu Han hadn’t even started eating, but she was convinced that anything arranged so exquisitely must taste good.

It was already well past the prime time for dinner, and everyone’s stomach was growling non-stop. Fu Xingbo called everyone to take their seats.

Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe sat together, Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian sat together, with Fu Xingbo to Fu Han’s right and an empty seat to her left, beyond which sat Luo Qinghe.

Fu Han had been taught since childhood that one does not start eating until the elder says so; at this moment Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian were whispering to each other, not seeming ready to eat, so Fu Han did not urge them but quietly waited. After all, she wasn’t very hungry since she had had afternoon tea.

Rather than focusing on eating, she was more curious about who the empty seat beside her was reserved for.

A few minutes later, a knock at the door was heard, and Fu Han, along with everyone else, turned to look at the entrance of the private room.

The door was pushed open slowly, and inexplicably, Fu Han’s heart started to race. She widened her eyes, looking at the doorway, her breathing slowing down.

An unknown breeze wafted in from the door bringing with it the faint scent of plum blossoms, cool and collected, giving an impression of extreme calmness. This smell belonged to only one person, or rather, she had only ever smelled it on He Xing.

The first thing to appear before everyone was a fair, slender hand with distinct, pretty knuckles that could have been a hand model; followed by a pair of eyes shining like cold stars, a tall nose bridge, and sculpted lips. noveldrama

Fu Han’s eyes lit up, and she excitedly dashed over to the entrance, "Why are you here?"

Indeed, Fu Han’s intuition was right. From the moment she detected the familiar scent, she knew the person outside was He Xing, and it turned out to be He Xing indeed.

He Xing playfully scraped Fu Han’s nose with a finger, his smile filled with exceptional fondness, "I came to see you, and incidentally to join you for dinner."

After finishing his words, he magically produced a massive bouquet of flowers, as if by sorcery, and bright roses appeared before Fu Han.

The crimson roses bloomed brilliantly, making Fu Han’s beautiful face even more lovely.

She looked at the roses in surprise, "Are... are these for me?"

"Yeah," He Xing replied with a melting smile, "These weren’t bought on a whim; I went out of my way to get them for you. Do you like them?"

The "on a whim" and "out of my way" remarks clearly bore a hint, referring to the incident today when Fu Han bought Xia Ning a juice; her face flushed red in slight embarrassment.

Without saying another word, He Xing stuffed the bouquet of roses into Fu Han’s arms, "It’s been a while since I bought you roses; I hope today’s roses bring you a good mood."

Holding the roses close, Fu Han felt as if she was holding a sincere heart, handling it with utmost care, afraid that it might fall and shatter.

Meanwhile, Bai Wei was stirring the pot, "I’m telling you, He Xing cousin, you insisted on joining us for dinner tonight, so you wanted to show affection, huh?"

He Xing set the roses on the coffee table and naturally took Fu Han’s hand to sit down in their designated seats, "If I didn’t come, with you two couples being all lovey-dovey, wouldn’t Fu Han feel uncomfortable?"

No exaggeration, before He Xing arrived, Fu Han was indeed feeling awkward, seeing that everyone else was in pairs and she was the odd one out, even deciding to stay quiet during the meal.

Now that He Xing was here, and had brought her roses, she didn’t know how to describe her current feelings.

In movies, the male lead would always show up when the female lead was most upset, saving her from dire straits and leaving her moved to tears.

Watching these scenes, Fu Han always felt rather awkward, yearning to fast-forward through them.

Now she finally understood where her awkwardness lay. It stemmed from the fact that life is just life, mostly plain and simple, and the ordinary, everyday moments are what truly moved Fu Han.

Like now, she felt awkward dining with them, but then He Xing showed up, and the awkwardness dissipated; these simple occurrences were more touching to Fu Han than the roses’ transient delight.

The dinner was indeed delicious, with excellent flavors; He Xing would taste each dish first, only then offering it to Fu Han.

Moreover, since tonight was about finalizing the engagement menu for Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe, there was an abundance of dishes, nearly all the hotel menu’s offerings were brought out.

Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe, as the stars of the engagement dinner, showed no interest in making decisions, pushing it all onto Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian.

Fu Han was happy to help, but with He Xing by her side, her time for affection was far from enough, leaving little room for her to think about these things.

In the end, Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian made all the decisions regarding the dishes.

By the time they left the restaurant, it was past midnight. Luo Qinghe didn’t say much; he hugged Bai Wei and then said goodbye. He Xing, however, kept holding Fu Han’s hand tightly.

Fu Xingbo had mentioned during dinner that Fu Han should stay at home tonight, and she had agreed.

She attempted to pull her hand from He Xing’s grasp, "It’s getting late, you should head home. I need to rest early, too, since I have work tomorrow."

He Xing hugged her waist, whispering into her ear, "I can’t sleep alone; just come back with me for one night, I promise not tomorrow."

Under the Fu family’s burning stares, Fu Han blushed deeply, wishing she could immediately break free from He Xing’s embrace.

But He Xing wouldn’t let her get away easily, pressing on, "Grandpa really misses you, and you haven’t visited him for several days. Can you really bear it?"

"Ahem..." Fu Xingbo was the first to speak up, clearing his throat, "Well, Xiaohan, it’s good for you to go and see He... Grandpa He. Just come back early tomorrow to help us out... that’s fine."

Then, the trio left as though fleeing a disaster scene, jumping into the car at record speed, as if afraid they wouldn’t get away if they moved a second slower.

In the blink of an eye, only Fu Han and He Xing were left in the vast square in front of the hotel. Fu Han couldn’t help but think the scene in front of her was like a farce.

He Xing, however, was in an excellent mood. Holding the massive bouquet of roses in one hand and Fu Han’s hand in the other, they headed towards his car, "Don’t be conflicted anymore. Your aunt and uncle have both agreed. Just come back with me, relax, I’m not a bad person, I won’t eat you up."

"You..." Fu Han was so frustrated she could hardly speak, yet found herself at a loss for words, unwillingly closing her mouth.