Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 694: Chapter 696: Get Married Early

Fu Han’s lips curled slightly, forming an exceptionally beautiful smile. She thought to herself that her own face wasn’t bad either, fair and good-looking, a match for He Xing’s.

He Xing slowly stood up, scooped Fu Han into his arms princess-style, and gently placed her on the bed before lying down beside her.

His arm was wrapped around Fu Han’s waist, and his other hand played with the wisps of hair by her forehead, while he spoke with a mix of feelings, "Xiaohan, let’s get married sooner, shall we? I’m afraid if I keep being able to see but not touch, I might have some problems with my body, and you wouldn’t want to be a widow, would you?"

Proposing was usually a very serious matter, and He Xing was indeed very serious when he spoke; but for some reason, Fu Han really wanted to laugh. Not only did she want to laugh, but she also actually did laugh out loud.

He Xing felt quite frustrated being interrupted and said helplessly with a frown, "Is it that funny? Why don’t I see it that way?"

"I’m sorry, I... haha, I just can’t help it, you’re too adorable," Fu Han said as she cradled He Xing’s face and gave him a peck, and the more downcast He Xing looked, the more she wanted to laugh.

He Xing, irritated, gave her a couple of playful smacks on her perky behind. His actions were exaggerated, but he didn’t have the heart to really hit her; it was all bark and no bite.

Once Fu Han stopped laughing, she finally realized her schadenfreude might have been a bit too much. She cleared her throat, put on a serious face, and said, "Then, let’s get married after we finish shooting this movie."

He Xing’s first reaction was to think that Fu Han was saying it was still too early, that they should wait and talk about it later. He hummed and hawed his agreement, even looking somewhat disappointed.

It took him a full two minutes to finally realize that Fu Han had agreed, and even proposed a specific date for the wedding.

Immense joy surged within He Xing’s heart. He couldn’t quite believe it as he cradled Fu Han’s cheeks in his hands and pleaded, "Xiaohan, what did you just say? Could you please repeat it?"

Fu Han, feeling shy and unable to utter a word, was overcome by joy no less than He Xing’s. Looking into his eager eyes, she summoned the courage and said word by word, "Once we finish shooting our movie, let’s get married."

"I love you, Xiaohan!" Besides that phrase, He Xing couldn’t say anything else. He kissed her cheek forcefully, then contentedly fell asleep holding Fu Han in his arms.

Fu Han curled up like a little shrimp in He Xing’s embrace, listening to his heartbeat.

As the twilight deepened, she could clearly hear He Xing’s steady breaths. Her mood was peaceful, but her mind was anything but calm.

Before, she used to think marriage was far off, and many things didn’t need immediate attention; laziness on her part was indeed a factor in this.

But now, with marriage officially on the agenda, it was time for her to start getting things in order as well. noveldrama

Unable to sleep, Fu Han simply took out her phone and sent message after message. After addressing all the matters on her mind, she finally felt at ease. She found a comfortable spot in He Xing’s arms and drifted into a deep sleep.

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When the first light of dawn streamed through the gap in the curtains, He Xing opened his eyes.

Fu Han’s head rested on his arm, which felt a tad sore and numb. Yet, seeing Fu Han lying peacefully in the crook of his arm, he felt an unprecedented happiness.

He Xing watched Fu Han quietly, as though admiring the most precious jewel in his heart.

Last night was indescribable for He Xing. If asked how he felt, he would describe it as a mix of grief and joy—the pain of nearly exhausting all his sanity to control his desire; the joy was because Fu Han had finally agreed to marry him once more.

Yes, she had agreed to his proposal again!

The ring had almost been slipped onto Fu Han’s finger last time, but in the end...

At that thought, He Xing’s expression hardened with determination. He silently vowed that nothing would disrupt their wedding this time; he would nip any and all potential obstacles in the bud.

Fu Han had gone to bed late the night before, and when she woke up, several hours had passed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of bright eyes staring at her, filled with a tender and lingering gaze, as if spring water capable of melting all things.

A smile gradually appeared on Fu Han’s cheeks. She rolled over, nestling into He Xing’s embrace, and hooked her arms around his neck, "When did you wake up? Why didn’t you sleep in a bit longer?"

"I’ve had enough sleep," He Xing said as he kissed Fu Han’s forehead, his smile exceptionally doting. "I haven’t slept this well in a long time."

"It will always be this peaceful from now on," Fu Han murmured against He Xing’s chin. Her voice was soft and tender: "Once we’re married, we’ll be together every day, never parting."

"That won’t do," He Xing objected without a second thought. Seeing the surprise in Fu Han’s eyes, he spoke earnestly, "Xiaohan, to always be together and never part is my promise to you. You don’t need to do anything for me; just remember that I’ll always be with you, that’s enough."

Tears began to well up in Fu Han’s eyes, shining brightly as they swirled within, much like her emotions at that moment—so moved she couldn’t say anything other than cry.

But she didn’t want to cry, especially not first thing in the morning. She had decided the night before that from now on, every day would be happy; she would not let sundry things dampen her mood.

She buried her head in He Xing’s shoulder, embracing his neck as she calmed herself.

He Xing had informed the family chef early in the morning that Fu Han had returned, hence today’s breakfast was particularly lavish. Crab Buns, crystal dumplings, meat sauce noodles, hot and sour glass noodles, Bird Nest Porridge, tofu pudding, soy milk, dairy milk, juice—nothing was amiss.

Old Master He only learned that Fu Han had come back late the previous night upon waking up in the morning and was overjoyed. When he found out He Xing and Fu Han planned to have their wedding after the movie was done, he was even more delighted.

He patted his chest and said he would handle everything, telling Fu Han and He Xing to focus on filming the movie, and leave all other matters to him.

Many people, especially women with high expectations for their weddings, hope to plan their own nuptials, as it’s a once-in-a-lifetime event. They wish to be involved in every step, desiring a wedding that’s perfect and unforgettable.

So, most people don’t leave the planning of their weddings to others, since tastes vary greatly; especially when the aesthetics of young people often differ from those of the elderly.