Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 153: Chapter 153 Be Careful From Now On Chapter 153: Chapter 153 Be Careful From Now On Bai Wei really got provoked. She stood with her hands on her hips and stood on tiptoes to emphasize her not-so-obvious height advantage. “It’s just a dress, isn’t it? In my eyes, you’re not even worth a dress. First come, first served, get it? Oh, I forgot, you don’t understand anything but putting on a cute act.”

The hurtfulness of those words was indeed too much, and Fu Han, listening on the side, felt a guilty pleasure; she silently thought to herself that if she had had Bai Wei’s devastating power back then, perhaps she wouldn’t have been angry enough to leave her hometown.

As for now, she had that power, but she wouldn’t easily do such things anymore, after all, being bitten by a dog, she couldn’t bite back, could she?

Xia Ning’s face had turned extremely ugly; the semi-permanent mask she had worn was finally torn off by Bai Wei. She glared at Bai Wei through gritted teeth. “Bai Wei, do you think you’re so great? You’re just an empty vase, and every award you have wasn’t it bought for you by your pitiable fans? What are you so proud of?”

Slap!

Bai Wei stepped forward and slapped Xia Ning’s face, the sound especially loud. “This slap is for your ignorance. How could someone like you, who has lived in the sight of money from a young age, see other people’s efforts? I tell you, if your nonsense affects ‘Yearn for Return,’ I will make you pay the proper price.”

A clear palm mark appeared on Xia Ning’s face; her eyes brimmed with tears from the pain.

Her first reaction after being slapped was to seek help from He Xing, but when she clearly heard what Bai Wei said, her look towards He Xing was filled with fear.

“Yearn for Return” was He Xing’s most important project, and it was the first step for He Group to enter the movie industry, where success was mandatory and failure was not an option. Now, by slandering the film’s leading lady, she was indirectly attacking the movie.

He Xing’s expression became completely overcast. Although he still sat leisurely on the sofa, the chill that radiated from him turned the well-heated room as cold as an ice cellar.

“Brother He Xing, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that, it was Bai Wei who started on me first,” Xia Ning said, her legs trembling, with big droplets of sweat sliding down her cheeks.

After a suffocating silence, He Xing finally spoke. “You’re a public figure now. You need to be careful with your words and not cause trouble for yourself and others.”

Xia Ning obediently stood still, quiet as a student on the first day of school, not daring to say another word, just obediently standing there listening.

Bai Wei was overly pleased with herself, trying on different outfits and deliberately parading in front of Xia Ning.

As for her behavior, Fu Han made a succinct comment: “She’s like a peacock showing off its feathers, strutting around to flaunt its beauty.”

When they left the boutique, Fu Han hadn’t spent a penny but left with three evening gowns, Bai Wei bought two, while Xia Ning hadn’t bought any, as she had no mood to try on clothes.

Bai Wei’s dresses were paid for by He Xing, proclaimed as a New Year’s gift for her, and Bai Wei was over the moon, showing no signs of refusal.

Yet, no one noticed that when He Xing paid, there were five dresses rather than two, which meant that the Boss’s so-called free gift of dresses to Fu Han was nothing but a lie, a beautiful lie concocted alongside the dress designer.

Bai Wei proposed to have some coffee; He Xing agreed seeing that Fu Han had no objections, and immediately Xia Ning stated she wanted to join too.

Fu Han glanced at He Xing sideways, and, as expected, though He Xing was somewhat reluctant, he eventually agreed.

This immediately got under Fu Han’s skin; she took Bai Wei’s arm and walked in the opposite direction. “Bai Wei, I want to drink milk tea, let’s go get milk tea. Whoever wants to drink coffee can go have it.”

Xia Ning’s gaze landed on Fu Han’s neck. Because of her movement just now, the necklace on her neck was exposed. A cold gleam flashed in Xia Ning’s eyes, and her heart sneered with derision.

He Xing followed Fu Han and Bai Wei while turning back to Xia Ning and saying, “Go have your coffee by yourself, I have to leave for something.”

On the way back, Fu Han refused to sit in the passenger seat. She and Bai Wei sat in the back, both holding a cup of milk tea, drinking absentmindedly.

Even He Xing, dull as he might be, knew that Fu Han was angry. He spent the entire trip watching her through the rearview mirror, wanting to speak but hesitated in Bai Wei’s presence, embarrassed to open his mouth.

When the car passed by the gate at the bottom of Lanwan Mountain, He Xing cleared his throat. “Bai Wei, in a while, I’ll ask grandpa to open the safe for you. You can pick out the jewelry yourself.”

“Okay,” Bai Wei replied nonchalantly, as if she hadn’t even looked at He Xing.

He Xing felt awkward and coughed with a feeble attempt at appeasement. “Xiaohan, no need to drink the milk tea anymore, it’s already cold.”

“The milk tea I bought is supposed to be cold,” Fu Han retorted while taking a big gulp as if taking revenge.

“You’re really too adorable, Xiaohan,” He Xing chuckled, and if he wasn’t driving, he really would have been unable to resist pinching Fu Han.

“Do you find this funny?” The anger in Fu Han had reached a boiling point before she finally couldn’t hold back. “He Xing, it was you who said you loved me and wanted to be with me, but then you’re always intertwined with Xia Ning. Do you think this behavior is appropriate?”

“I…” He Xing sighed deeply, looking helplessly resigned. “I’m not entangled with Xia Ning, but I can’t just ignore her, can I?”

“Oh, so you even need to accompany her for coffee?” Bai Wei snapped wittily, “He Xing, you must be what they call a full-service escort, right?”

“Bai Wei, if you talk less, no one will mistake you for being mute,” He Xing’s face turned icy as he stared at her.

Bai Wei shivered, but she couldn’t stand He Xing’s lack of principles, immediately retorting without showing weakness, “I have the freedom of speech, why can’t I speak? I ask you, if Fu Han treated Su Cheng the way you treat Xia Ning, could you stay calm and just watch?”

Struck by her words, He Xing felt quite uncomfortable putting himself in Fu Han’s shoes, but he believed Xia Ning was different from Su Cheng. His life was saved by Du Wanting, and he couldn’t really neglect Xia Ning.

But how to take care of her and to what extent was indeed a matter that needed reflecting upon.

As soon as the car stopped, Fu Han got out and ran straight to her room, with He Xing chasing after her. Just as the door was about to close, he hastily used his hand to stop it.

“Ah!” He Xing’s fingers got caught in the door, and despite his usually high tolerance for pain, he couldn’t help but cry out.

“What’s wrong?” Fu Han hurriedly turned back upon hearing him, and upon seeing He Xing’s pained expression, she immediately examined his fingers closely, reprimanding him, “Why aren’t you more careful? Let’s go to the hospital to get it checked out.”

“Xiaohan, it’s okay, no need to worry,” He Xing took the opportunity to pull Fu Han into his arms. “Xiaohan, I know you’re angry. I’ll be more careful from now on. Can you please not be mad at me?”