Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Preparation of the Premiere Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Preparation of the Premiere “Of course I won’t be angry,” Fu Han’s hand unconsciously slid across He Xing’s abdomen, over and over. She had only discovered today that He Xing actually had a six-pack, all neatly arranged across his waist, feeling quite nice to the touch.

With her movements, He Xing’s gaze became deep. The hand that was touching Fu Han’s cheek increased its movements, and his breathing grew urgent.

When He Xing’s hand started to slide down to her waist, Fu Han finally realized something was amiss. A playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and with an agile twist, she had retreated back into the room, using the door to block He Xing: “You better go back now; you’re starting to think all sorts of messy thoughts again.”

He Xing’s foot was keeping the door from closing. He touched his chin, smiling but not quite, as he looked at Fu Han: “If you didn’t think of anything, how would you know what I’m thinking about in my heart?”

“Anyway…” Fu Han’s face turned thoroughly red. She frantically avoided He Xing’s gaze, hearing her heartbeat loud as if a drum was beating: “Don’t talk nonsense; I still have things to do. I’m busy now; see you tomorrow.”

As she spoke, she tried to push He Xing’s foot out from the gap in the door. He Xing quickly pushed in a bag: “This is the supper I bought for you; take it and eat. Don’t go to bed too late tonight.”

“What about you?” Fu Han asked hurriedly. Based on what she knew about He Xing, once he got busy, he would completely forget about meals—it wouldn’t be surprising if he hadn’t had dinner yet.

“I’ve got another portion,” He Xing said, shaking the other hand that indeed was holding another bag. His smile deepened: “Every day, as if setting an alarm, you have Li Tao remind me to eat on time; how could I let myself go hungry?”

“I… I specifically told him not to tell you about it,” Fu Han’s face was both ashamed and embarrassed, wishing she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

After deciding to restart her relationship with He Xing, she was determined not to worry about everything concerning him like a mother hen as she did before. But when mealtime came around, she couldn’t help but remind him, which was truly embarrassing.noveldrama

There was the sound of footsteps behind Fu Han; it must be Nan Qing finishing her call with her parents.

Fu Han didn’t give He Xing another chance to speak, pushed him out the door completely, and then slammed the door shut with a snap.

Turning around, she indeed saw Nan Qing leaning casually against the door frame, holding her phone and looking at Fu Han with an amused expression: “Seems like I’ll get to enjoy late-night snacks again today.”

Ever since returning from H City, He Xing seemed determined to fatten Fu Han up; he would buy supper every night if he had to work late, and naturally, Nan Qing, as Fu Han’s best friend and roommate, always got her share.

Fu Han knew her cheeks were still red. No matter what she said, Nan Qing would surely tease her, so she simply didn’t say anything and silently took out the dinner boxes from the bag.

Indeed, it was barbecue—lamb skewers, beef skewers, chicken feet, chicken wings, mushrooms, stinky tofu, enoki mushrooms…

Nan Qing remarked, “How much did He Xing buy? Seems like he bought one of everything on the menu, doesn’t it? Fu Han, he must be treating you like a pig to feed, right?”

Fu Han felt like Nan Qing was implying “He Xing is silly”; she defended He Xing with a blushing face: “He did buy many varieties, but there’s only a small amount of each, we can finish it.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Nan Qing said, picking up a skewer of beef and eating as she spoke: “I just called my mom; she doesn’t know much about Uncle Li and Aunt Luo’s situation either. Apparently, Aunt Luo was the one who pursued Uncle Li, but at that time, Uncle Li really liked a girl from their school. It wasn’t until that girl went abroad that Uncle Li finally married Aunt Luo.”

“Do you know the name of that girl or have a picture?” Fu Han instinctively felt that the girl Li Huazhi once liked was crucial, otherwise how could it explain the drastic change in Luo Qiluo’s attitude from before and after?

“I don’t know about that,” Nan Qing honestly admitted: “My mom said what she knows is also hearsay, not necessarily true. Just listen and leave it at that.”

“Got it, thanks,” Fu Han understood what Nan Qing meant—she also knew these were indeed facts.

…

It was only a few days between He Xing mentioning the film anticipation for the premiere and the actual event. In these days, everyone from Cheng Yihan’s company was drafted to help.

Su Cheng and Fu Han were so busy preparing for the film launch press conference that they barely touched the ground, while Zhao Ting and Zhu Lian, the two assistants, displayed decent performances. Despite their limited abilities, they were willing to work overtime every day with them.

Although Fu Han didn’t say anything, she couldn’t help but think that perhaps she had misunderstood Zhu Lian in the past. “Every man for himself,” they say, but at least for now, Zhu Lian was proving to be a competent assistant to Su Cheng. Should a promotion and a raise become available in the future, she too deserved to be treated fairly.

Today was the day of the premiere, and actors arrived early at the venue.

To avoid any scandal, Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe came to makeup backstage separately, and their makeup rooms were also separate.

Recently, there had been many rumors about their romance, but Bai Wei’s studio insisted on not allowing her to go public with the relationship before the film’s release and threatened to ban her outright if she didn’t comply.

Bai Wei felt helpless, as she couldn’t possibly let her career stall just for the sake of romance, could she?

Fu Han didn’t quite understand why they couldn’t announce their relationship at the same time as the film release; she thought it would be romantic but couldn’t change others’ minds.

He Xing’s whereabouts were unknown. Su Cheng was preoccupied with the procedural matters, leaving Fu Han responsible for the actors to ensure they arrived early for makeup and didn’t delay the premiere.

She went into each makeup room with a checklist in hand to confirm attendance.

When she stood in front of Xia Ning’s makeup room, she took a deep breath until her heart calmed before pushing the door open.

But where was everyone in the makeup room?

Oddly enough, Fu Han didn’t feel the slightest bit sad. On the contrary, she even thought it would have been strange if Xia Ning had been obediently waiting inside.

What had to come would always come. She flipped through the roster and dialed Xia Ning’s assistant, Qin Xiaonian’s phone, not wanting to call Xia Ning herself as her voice made Fu Han uncomfortable.

Qin Xiaonian answered the call quickly, but she said she wasn’t with Xia Ning—she had gone to the restroom, and had no idea where Xia Ning had gone off to.

Fu Han, frustrated to the point of almost cursing, knew this wasn’t the time for that. If Xia Ning had been just a minor character, her absence might have been overlooked, but she was the second lead.

After several unanswered calls to Xia Ning, Fu Han had no choice but to send Zhao Ting to check if the remaining actors had arrived, while she herself resorted to the most foolish method—a search on foot.