Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 146 - Same Phone Content

Chapter 146: Chapter 146 Same Phone Content

Chapter 146 -146 Same Phone Content

“It’s even worse than that.” Bai Wei gave up in despair and lay back, saying without any hope, “I can’t go to Nuan City now; the plan to conquer Luo Qinghe will have to be put on hold.”

Fu Han giggled, successfully amused by her, “If you can’t go, then you can’t go. It’s not a big deal. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and you can go then.”

Bai Wei sighed deeply and looked at Fu Han with her newly permed hair, “That’s not the worst part. The worst part is that I have to spend the Spring Festival at the He Family’s house.”

“The He Family…” It took Fu Han about three seconds to finally equate “The He Family” with “He Xing’s family,” and she also finally realized, after the fact, that Bai Wei was related to the He Family.

Bai Wei nodded vigorously, looking at Fu Han hopelessly, “What should I do? If I go to the He Family’s house, He Xing will definitely use her host’s privilege to bully me. Do you think she’ll treat me like a servant?”

Fu Han rolled her eyes, unable to stand it anymore, “Aren’t you overthinking it? Even if He Xing bears a grudge, isn’t there still Grandpa? Grandpa loves girls the most.”

“She’s not afraid of Grandpa at all.” Bai Wei sighed helplessly. She couldn’t understand how her mother had changed her mind so quickly. Just last night, she had been talking about wanting to travel during the Spring Festival, and her mother hadn’t objected at all.

In the span of a single night, it had come to this: Bai Wei either had to spend the Spring Festival at the He Family’s house or cross the ocean and come home. There was no third option.

Fu Han was just thinking of what to say next when her phone rang. It was a call from old Mr. He, and she hurriedly answered.

This time, it was Bai Wei’s turn to be the spectator. She watched Fu Han with her chin propped on her hands.

Fu Han sweetly called out, “Grandpa,” then her expression changed as she spoke, “But Grandpa…” “I’ll think about it,” “No way,” “Okay then,” “I’ll think some more.”

After a struggle, she finally hung up the phone. Bai Wei immediately asked excitedly, “What did Grandpa He call you for? He didn’t ask you to tell He Xing not to come home for the Spring Festival, did he?”

“You really can imagine things.” Fu Han squeezed out a helpless smile and revealed the content of the phone call, “Grandpa He asked me to come home for the Spring Festival.”

“That’s great.” Bai Wei screamed excitedly, hugging Fu Han and spinning around, “We’ll both spend the Spring Festival at the He Family’s house. With you there, He Xing definitely won’t dare to bully me.”

“But I haven’t agreed yet.” Fu Han was opposed to the idea; although not going to the He Family’s house meant she would spend the Spring Festival alone, she really didn’t want to keep being involved with He Xing.

You can’t be serious,” Bai Wei said, hands on hips, looking down at Fu Han from a moral high ground, “Grandpa He is so old now, how many more Spring Festivals can he have? You said yourself that you treat him like your own grandpa, so why can’t you spend the Spring Festival with him?”

The two girls were shouting and making noise in the Photography Studio, drawing the attention of everyone in the studio.

Fu Han, not used to being stared at, blushed deeply. Knowing Bai Wei’s tenacious nature, she could only helplessly agree.

But deep down, she still had a small doubt: why had Bai Wei and she received phone calls one after another, and both phone calls had the same content, asking them to spend the Spring Festival at the He Family’s house?

Their unnoticed observer was He Xing, who had been silently watching them the whole time. His thin lips curled in a slight smile as his finger, like a section of bamboo, swiftly tapped on the screen of his phone, sending two messages; one to his aunt, one to his grandfather.

The content of both messages was the same: “It’s all set, thank you for your help.”

With a holiday tomorrow, today’s shooting went surprisingly smoothly, finishing an hour earlier than expected.

As usual, Luo Qinghe drove Bai Wei and Fu Han back to the hotel, and on the way, they talked about their plans to return to A City for the Spring Festival. Since Luo Qinghe was finally relieved from having to accompany Bai Wei to Nuan City over the holiday, he readily agreed to Bai Wei’s request to drive them home.

It was only a seven-day holiday; there wasn’t much to pack. Most of Fu Han’s clothes were in A City, and Bai Wei was even thinking of going shopping during the holiday, so she just casually packed two sets of clothes to change into.

Fu Han, dragging her suitcase and about to leave, was interrupted by a knock at the door. Opening it, she saw He Xing and immediately switched to an expressionless face, “What do you want?”

“To take you home.” He Xing reached out naturally, intending to help Fu Han with her luggage.

“Who wants to go home with you?” Fu Han stepped back and looked away from He Xing. Just hearing his words made her blush uncontrollably, as she felt the word “home” carried a different significance.

He Xing immediately stopped and stood in place, his handsome face breaking into a tender smile. He lowered his voice and said, “Grandpa told me you agreed to come home for the Spring Festival. I’m here to take you back home.”

A gentle He Xing is irresistible to anyone, Fu Han included.

His smile was like the winter sun; when his eyes squinted slightly, his dark pupils were like two shiny stars. The small dimples at the corners of his mouth were like little candies, and his every word was sweet as sugar.

Fu Han’s heart softened, and she gazed at He Xing as if she were a sunflower looking at the sun.

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The smile on He Xing’s face deepened, and as he approached Fu Han, about to take her hand, Bai Wei’s loud voice suddenly erupted, “Fu Han, are you ready yet? Luo Qinghe is hurrying us.”

As Bai Wei’s voice fell, she arrived at Fu Han’s door, dragging her luggage. She looked puzzled at the two, “What are you doing?”

He Xing’s face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, “Nothing!”

Fu Han, who was already feeling awkward, couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. She passed by He Xing, taking Bai Wei’s hand proactively, “Let’s go. Don’t pay attention to him.”

He Xing hurriedly followed them into the elevator, where the two girls chatted up a storm, completely ignoring him as if he were invisible.

Once out of the hotel, He Xing noticed they were going the wrong way. He pointed to his Lamborghini parked behind and said, “Xiaohan, Bai Wei, my car is over here.”

“Who wants to ride in your car?” Bai Wei turned back and stuck out her tongue at him, “We’re riding in Luo Qinghe’s car.”

He Xing, gritting his teeth in frustration, was about to say something when Xia Ning came running over, calling “Brother He Xing” and heading his way, “Brother He Xing, I’m having some trouble with my car. Can I catch a ride with you back home?”

Luo Qinghe’s car had already started up and as it passed by He Xing, Bai Wei rolled down the window, “Mr. He, you’d better take good care of your precious Miss Xia.”

“You want to bet I’ll throw a punch?” He Xing clenched his fist and waved it vigorously, but inadvertently met Fu Han’s cold gaze.

At Xia Ning’s insistence, He Xing had no choice but to take her directly to the Xia Family’s home.

Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng were very enthusiastic when they saw He Xing, and they kept inviting him to have some late-night snacks, almost lifting him up between the two of them in their eagerness.