Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 697: Chapter 699: Kind Help

Fu Xingbo nudged Fu Han with his elbow, looking at Su Cheng with an obvious implication.

She knew it was time for her to step in. Oddly enough, despite her earlier distress and the sparks of anger in her heart, she now felt calm upon hearing her uncle’s words. She knew her next words might influence the life and death of a business.

Fu Han cleared her throat and spoke deliberately, "Su Cheng, honestly, I can understand why you refused He Xing’s help. I heard you also declined the Nangong and Li Families’ aid, because your business sectors differ; but my uncle is purely investing to acquire shares for dividends. I really don’t get why you would turn him down?"

"Because..." Su Cheng’s face was already flushed as he coughed awkwardly, "Because I am afraid Uncle Fu’s investment might go to waste, like water splashing away."

"I think instead of worrying about that, you should take the investment and seriously consider how to revitalize Huangpu Group to give my uncle some return on his investment."

Su Cheng’s expression visibly relaxed, but his lips remained tightly sealed, and he said nothing.

Off to the side, Fu Xingbo nudged Fu Han again, obscuring Su Cheng’s line of sight with his body and gave her a thumbs-up, signaling her to keep at it.

Fu Han rolled her eyes ungraciously, swallowed hard, and continued, "Su Cheng, aren’t you working here every day because you don’t want Huangpu Group to fail? I just heard your staff discussing the bank situation, so if you don’t want Huangpu Group to fail, accept my uncle’s investment and then manage Huangpu Group well, understood?"

"Don’t speak any more, I need to think about this." Su Cheng’s cheeks twitched, but he ultimately did not fully accede to Fu Han’s proposition.

Fu Han took a deep breath to contain her anger, but it simply wouldn’t subside. noveldrama

Unable to control her emotions, she stood up abruptly, towering over Su Cheng and spoke with cutting sharpness.

"Su Cheng, do you think He Xing, Nan Qing, Luo Qinghe, my uncle, that they are all eagerly throwing investments at you and yet you righteously decline our help? Do you think you’re being noble?"

"I’m not!" Su Cheng’s face turned visibly paler, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Not?" Fu Han scoffed, "Go out and ask how many companies on the brink of collapse are grateful to see an investment come their way. But what about you? When you see an opportunity for investment, what’s your attitude? You act as if others are begging to invest in you."

"I... I don’t." Su Cheng buried his hands in his hair, bowed his head in agony and stayed silent.

Fu Xingbo tugged gently at Fu Han’s clothes and whispered, "Alright, Xiaohan, that’s enough."

"No, I must make this clear today." Fu Han shook off Fu Xingbo’s sleeve and pointed at Su Cheng, "Su Cheng, do you just feel sorry for yourself because everyone wants to help you? Let me tell you clearly, yes, everybody finds your situation pitiful, which is why they help. Otherwise, who would willingly associate with the hot potato that is Huangpu Group?"

Even as she spoke, Fu Han felt a twinge of pain, but she knew there was no turning back. She said coldly, "You’re truly like a naive young master raised in a greenhouse, prouder and straighter-backed than anyone. Even now, do you think your dignity is more important than the survival of Huangpu Group? The staff who have stayed need to support their families, and this is the result of your family’s generations of hard work. The bank must get paid today; aren’t all these things more important than your pride? Yes, pride is important, but once you’ve restored Huangpu Group, can’t you regain your dignity then?"

After speaking, Fu Han attempted to pull Fu Xingbo to his feet, "Uncle, let’s go. I really want to see if Huangpu Group can survive today without anyone’s help."

Fu Xingbo turned to look at Su Cheng who still had his head lowered, his bangs covering his eyes, unclear what he was thinking. But a sad aura surrounded him.

"Alright," he sighed softly, rose slowly, and left the office with Fu Han.

Fu Xingbo ruffled Fu Han’s hair, her face red with anger. He smiled and said, "Alright, stop thinking about it, let’s go back."

They were now close to the elevator. Fu Han pressed the button, and the red numbers above it quickly changed.

The building was no longer bustling as before; it was quiet, with few people using the elevator, so the wait was brief.

Ding— the elevator doors opened.

As Fu Han lifted her foot to step in, an oddly familiar voice called out from behind, "Fu Han, wait a moment!"

They turned towards the voice and saw Su Cheng sprinting toward them, shouting Fu Han’s name as he ran.

How to describe Su Cheng at that moment? He ran toward Fu Han like a young man chasing a light, yet his voice calling her name carried an elderly man’s world-weariness.

Such a contradiction made it all inexplicably saddening; this was especially true considering the youthfulness in Su Cheng’s speech just minutes before.

Fu Han knew she had pressured Su Cheng with her words, but what else could she do? She couldn’t just watch Huangpu Group collapse.

Compared to the grief of the company’s downfall, what she did to Su Cheng didn’t seem worth mentioning.

With that in mind, she slowly turned to Su Cheng, her tone even as she asked, "Mr. Huangpu, is there something else you need?"

Su Cheng’s already vulnerable expression became more fragile as he looked at Fu Han with deep-set eyes, his parched lips parted as he said hesitantly, "Fu Han, I was too naive. After thinking it over, I feel that..."

He paused there, turning to Fu Xingbo, "Uncle Fu, thank you for being willing to help me. I will never forget your great kindness and generosity."

"That’s more like it." Fu Xingbo smiled with relief, patted Su Cheng on the shoulder in a friendly manner, "Su Cheng, I hope you understand that accepting help is not disgraceful. As long as you live up to the expectations, that’s all that matters."

Su Cheng’s eyes reddened; he didn’t speak, just nodded vigorously.

In truth, he couldn’t find the words as he was too overwhelmed emotionally. He feared that any attempt to speak would end in tears, which would be too embarrassing in front of Fu Han.