Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 206: Parent-child Identification

Chapter 206: Chapter 206: Parent-child Identification

"Hmm, I understand," Fu Han lifted her head, trying to say goodbye to Xia Ning with composure, but her heart felt like it was being cut by a dull knife, hurting with each slice.

So, there was a reason for He Xing’s resistance since she woke up; there was a third person in the story between them; it turns out...

Xia Ning told her that she was the daughter of a servant from the He Family; her parents had saved Elder He during an outing, and it was during that same accident that her parents had died.

Since then, Elder He had treated her like his own granddaughter, and on her eighteenth birthday, she had asked Elder He to arrange her marriage to He Xing.

But He Xing’s heart was set on Xia Ning; they were a match in social status, grew up playing together, and Xia Ning liked He Xing too.

What could be done, though? Elder He threatened to disinherit He Xing if he disagreed with the marriage, leaving He Xing with no choice but to compromise, while Xia Ning could only hide her deep affection.

Xia Ning said that the previous Fu Han, relying on Elder He’s favoritism, acted recklessly and often made things difficult for Xia Ning. Once, she even pushed Xia Ning into the swimming pool, nearly drowning her.

Fortunately, He Xing arrived in time to save Xia Ning.

But Fu Han was so angry about the incident that she left without a word, and that departure lasted for three years.

Xia Ning said she and He Xing felt extremely guilty because of Fu Han’s departure and had agreed to never be together unless they saw Fu Han living well.

At this moment, Fu Han’s mind was still filled with the image of Xia Ning’s tearful eyes: "Fu Han, I know you like He Xing. I’m not as nice as you are and don’t have parents who owe a debt of gratitude to Elder He. Now that you’re back, you must live well with He Xing."

Fu Han turned her head to look out the window, not knowing when the rain had stopped, and the sun was already out, leaving the air moist after the rain.

This unpredictable and mysterious weather really left people at a loss for words.

Who says that not remembering the past is a bad thing? In fact, not remembering the past isn’t such a big deal; knowing the past only makes the heart heavier.

She sighed deeply, feeling very perplexed about how to handle her relationship with He Xing from now on. Should she pretend to know nothing and continue living as He Xing’s girlfriend, or should she let He Xing and Xia Ning, the star-crossed lovers, be together?

"Girls shouldn’t sigh all the time; it can cause wrinkles," Fu Xingbo stood in the doorway with his tall posture, a kind smile on his face.

Fu Han was not at all familiar with the man in front of her. She only knew he was Bai Wei’s father. Nan Qing once mentioned that she had a decent relationship with Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe; the three of them had been in the same car during the accident.

As for how well she got along with Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe, nobody had told her; neither Bai Wei nor Luo Qinghe had come to see her, nor had she sought them out.

So when Fu Han suddenly encountered Bai Wei’s father, she felt somewhat guilty, remembering that it was she who caused Bai Wei’s injury and hospitalization. She smiled a little: "Uncle, how do you have the time now? How is Bai Wei?"

"Thank you for asking; she’s doing well," Fu Xingbo tilted his head and chuckled, "May I come in?"

"Of course," Fu Han hurriedly sat upright. She felt an inexplicable fondness for the man before her, perhaps because he had steadfastly defended his wife and daughter the day before, or perhaps because he always seemed so calm and collected.

Fu Xingbo moved a chair to sit in front of Fu Han’s bed. He looked at Fu Han politely and seemed a bit conflicted, but ultimately he spoke, "Your name is Fu Han, right?"

"Yes," Fu Han smiled, but the smile was tinged with bitterness, "I share a surname with you, Uncle."

"Although it’s presumptuous to ask," Fu Xingbo paused, then hesitantly asked, "Do you have a photo of your parents? What do they look like?"

Fu Han looked at Fu Xingbo with innocent eyes, wanting to say that even if she had a photo of her parents, she wouldn’t recognize them now because of her amnesia.

A blush flashed across Fu Xingbo’s overly fair cheeks, and with difficulty, he spoke again, "Usually girls take their father’s surname; is that the case for you, or did you take your mother’s? I... I have a sister who I haven’t been in contact with for many years, and... I think you resemble her."

"Are you saying you suspect I’m your niece?" Fu Han, who had been sorting out relationships these past days, understood immediately.

The flush on Fu Xingbo’s face deepened, and he awkwardly touched his nose, "I won’t hide it; I do have that suspicion. My sister used to live in A city—I’ve had people looking for her for a long time with no success, so..."

Fu Han waited but he didn’t continue. She thought for a moment and spoke earnestly, "I’m sorry, I may not be able to help you right now because I don’t remember anything."

"Then..." Fu Xingbo’s face showed eagerness as he rubbed his hands together, "Would you please agree to do a DNA test with me?"

"What?" Fu Han found the suggestion utterly absurd.

Half an hour later, Fu Han looked at the fresh needle mark on her hand with a bitter smile. She was so soft-hearted that she hadn’t refused such an absurd proposal and had actually gone to do a DNA test with Fu Xingbo.

Fu Xingbo carefully placed the related certificates in the pocket of his suit, looking at Fu Han with a very gentle gaze, as if he had already confirmed their familial relationship, "Fu Han, the moment I saw you, I wanted to confirm your identity. Now we just wait for the results in three days. Regardless of the outcome, thank you for your help."

"It’s alright," Fu Han tossed the cotton swab into the trash can, her smile neutral, "If your intuition is right, then I have relatives in this world after all. I’m not losing anything, either way."

...

He Group private hospital, outside the Emergency Room.

He Xing sat on the bench one moment, then stood up and started pacing back and forth the next. Although his face showed no expression, anyone with eyes could see how anxious he was inside.

Two hours had passed, but Elder He was still in the Emergency Room. The door had been opened several times, yet each time it was only medical staff moving in and out, with several bags of blood having already been taken inside.

He Xing was worried about Fu Han being alone at the hospital, so he stepped into the corridor and called her. It was noisy on her end, and when he asked where she was, she said she was at the hospital with Bai Wei’s father.

He Xing wanted to ask more, but to avoid upsetting Fu Han, he simply told her to be careful, then hung up.

Nearly another two hours later, the doors of the Emergency Room finally opened, and a hospital bed was pushed out with Elder He lying on it, pale and riddled with tubes.