Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Watching the Quarrel Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Watching the Quarrel Li Huazhi looked as if he was seriously working, but in fact, he was completely disinterested in his work, or one could say that ever since he came to the hospital yesterday, his mood had been unable to remain calm.

Take the email open on his computer right now, for instance. Normally, it would take him only a few minutes to deal with an email, never more than ten minutes, but now, more than an hour had passed, and all he had managed to do was to forcefully concentrate on two or three emails.

He was good at disguising it, so at first glance, you would think he was earnestly working. Unfortunately, he could deceive others but not Luo Qiluo.

At first, Luo Qiluo did indeed act very calm, but when she realized Li Huazhi truly treated her as if she were invisible, her inner rage grew stronger and stronger. Her perfectly neat cheongsam had become crumpled from her agitation.

She forced herself to admire the scenery outside the window, and once her mood had somewhat stabilized, she spoke as calmly as possible, “Husband, what are you doing?”

“Working,” Li Huazhi replied without looking up, his tone as gentle as usual.

But Luo Qiluo could still pick out the impatience in his words right away. Her anger finally erupted as she said spitefully, “Li Huazhi, stop pretending to be working diligently in front of me. All you’re thinking about now is Bai Qian, aren’t you?”

“Must you speak so unpleasantly?” Li Huazhi finally looked up, anger on his somewhat plump face, although the outline of his youthful face could still be discerned despite his middle-age spread and thinning hair.

Luo Qiluo crossed her arms and sneered unceasingly, “Unpleasant? I’ve been married to you for so many years, bore you two sons, and maintained your reputation in public. I’ve been so good to you, yet you’ve never stopped thinking about Bai Qian for a moment.”

“Who says?” Li Huazhi retorted, but the guilt in his eyes was obvious.

Luo Qiluo’s anger grew even fiercer. She abruptly stood up, walked up to Li Huazhi, and leaning her hands on the coffee table, she glared at him furiously, “For over thirty years, I’ve been a stand-in for Bai Qian for over thirty years. Because she liked to wear cheongsams, I had to look good in cheongsams. To look good in them, I haven’t had a full meal in over thirty years. And after all that, you still remember Bai Qian.”

This tearful accusation made Li Huazhi feel even more guilty. He looked up at Luo Qiluo and said in a low voice, “I know I’ve wronged you, but we agreed when we got married that there would always be someone in my heart. I thought that by fulfilling your every request over the years, you might feel a bit better.”

“Fulfilling my every request?” Luo Qiluo huffed coldly, nodding her head emphatically, “Being good to me means never interfering when I spend money. You are so generous indeed. But what you have plenty of is money, while what I want is your heart. Tell me, have you ever given me your heart?”

Li Huazhi fell silent; he couldn’t deny the truth in Luo Qiluo’s words. He didn’t care about money, so Luo Qiluo could use as much as she wanted; but the only true heart he had was given entirely to Bai Qian, and no one else could have a piece of it.

It took a long while before Li Huazhi finally spoke again, “I thought… I thought you were with me for the money, so I figured giving you money would be enough.”

That statement was like a match that lit the fuse of a powder keg.

With her face full of fury, Luo Qiluo glared at Li Huazhi as if thunderstruck, “I’ve wasted the last thirty years on you; you actually think I’m only after money. If that’s the case, then we might as well get a divorce. I don’t care about your money.”

He Xing and Luo Qinghe returned together; as soon as they exited the elevator, they heard a commotion. Luo Qinghe was curious about who was arguing, but after a few steps, he came to a sudden halt. The next second, he desperately ran towards his own ward—He had recognized that the voices arguing were those of his parents.

His ward had turned into a complete mess, everything that could be smashed was in shambles, the ward was more chaotic than a dumpsite, with several doctors and nurses standing at the door not daring to speak out.

Luo Qinghe, already in a bad mood, felt his anger intensify upon seeing this. He coldly chased away the onlooking doctors and nurses still at the door, “Stop gawking here; go about your business. I will compensate for all the damages.”

This was a premium ward; those who stayed here were either rich or powerful. No matter which category they belonged to, they were people not to be offended. The doctors and nurses were well aware of this and thus none dared to intervene in Li Huazhi and Luo Qiluo’s argument.

The hallway finally quieted down. Luo Qinghe leaned against the door frame and knocked on the door, drawing the attention of the two inside, “If you want to argue, go home and do it. Don’t make a spectacle of yourselves here!”noveldrama

Li Huazhi snorted coldly, turning his head away from Luo Qiluo.

Seeing Luo Qinghe, Luo Qiluo burst into tears as if she had found her support. She cried bitterly, accusing herself of the great sacrifices she made over the thirty years, complaining about the many wrongdoings Li Huazhi had committed against her, alleging Luo Qinghe’s lack of filial piety and disobedience.

In short, at this moment, in Luo Qiluo’s eyes, nobody in the world had treated her right; she saw herself as the most pitiful person.

Luo Qinghe listened silently, his expression unchanging throughout. When Luo Qiluo paused to catch her breath, he seized the opportunity to speak, “Mom, have you said enough? If you really can’t get along with Dad, just get a divorce. With your conditions, you could definitely find someone better.”

“Qinghe, what are you saying?” Li Huazhi voiced in anger.

“Luo Qinghe, I really raised you for nothing; you actually wish for your parents to get divorced!” Luo Qiluo chimed in.

Luo Qinghe spread his hands in a helpless gesture, “See, I tell you to get a divorce and you don’t listen. Since you won’t, then live your lives properly together.”

At that moment, the couple realized they were played by Luo Qinghe. Just as they were about to say something, their gaze was simultaneously drawn to the group standing behind Luo Qinghe.

Turns out, at some point, He Xing, Fu Han, Su Cheng, Nan Qing, Bai Wei, and Bai Wei’s parents had all gathered outside the door.

This entire floor was filled with premium wards. Their section just happened to consist of three wards, and now all the patients and their families from those three wards had congregated outside Luo Qinghe’s ward.

Li Huazhi and Luo Qiluo both felt somewhat embarrassed, whereas Luo Qinghe nonchalantly said, “I already told you to take your argument home; you wouldn’t listen.”

Bai Wei felt that Luo Qinghe’s words were a bit harsh. She tugged at the hem of his clothes and whispered in his ear, “Be a bit more polite when you talk to your parents.”

Unexpectedly, their affectionate gesture once again infuriated Luo Qiluo. She rushed forward and pushed Bai Wei away, “You little homewrecker, get lost. Don’t touch my son.”