Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 219: Wild Behavior in the Motorhome

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Wild Behavior in the Motorhome

"Then... then I’ll head back first," Xia Ning’s smile deepened on her face. She gracefully rose to her feet and took a few steps before suddenly turning back, "He Xing is waiting for me to eat, he won’t have his meal if I don’t return."

Fu Han tried to smile, but after she did, the bandage wrapped around her face hid her smile from others. Even if her expression fell, no one could see it.

Across the room, Xia Ning stopped abruptly at the door, resting her hand on the frame as she slowly turned back, still wearing a sweet smile, "Fu Han, you mustn’t tell anyone about what I just confided in you, in case He Xing finds out and feels conflicted... Consider it a favor, okay?"

"I won’t tell," Fu Han replied indifferently, her bright eyes narrowing slightly as she averted her gaze from Xia Ning.

Xia Ning, swaying her hips seductively, left the hospital. A motorhome was parked at the entrance. After glancing around to make sure no one was following, she quickly ducked inside.

As soon as she entered, someone grabbed her. The motorhome door closed with a snap, and she was pushed against the door, a deluge of kisses raining down upon her.

If Fu Han were there, she would have instantly recognized the man tangled with Xia Ning as the cap-wearing, masked man who had threatened to kill her with a knife.

Who knows how much time had passed before the ambiguous sounds finally ceased. Xia Ning slowly got up and walked barefoot to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the air, and after about fifteen minutes, it stopped. She opened the bathroom door a crack and said, "Yang Kaitai, get me my clothes."

The man sitting on the couch smoking a cigarette replied, immediately heading to the room.

A few minutes later, Xia Ning came out dressed. She found a hairdryer and began to blow-dry her hair, as the scent of shampoo and shower gel spread throughout the motorhome, contending with the overpowering odors.

Yang Kaitai had finished his cigarette. He walked over to Xia Ning, wrapped one arm around her slender waist, and his other hand began to wander restlessly.

Xia Ning slapped his hand away, "I still have things to do, stop it!

"I really don’t understand why you’ve been hanging around the hospital these days taking care of that old man." Yang Kaitai’s face darkened, and with dissatisfaction, he looked at Xia Ning, "Do you still have feelings for He Xing?"

"So what if I do?" Xia Ning’s expression also turned cold as she stated matter-of-factly to Yang Kaitai, "What happens between He Xing and me is none of your business. Stay out of it."

"What did you say?" Yang Kaitai trembled with rage, and in his fury, he hurled a delicate vase to the ground.

With a crash, glass shattered and scattered everywhere, even splashing a small area of Xia Ning’s long dress.

"Yang Kaitai, are you sick?" Xia Ning shook with anger, as she rounded on Yang Kaitai cursing, "Who do you think you are? With your Yang Family’s current wealth, you still want to marry me? If it hadn’t been for you teaching Fu Han a lesson for me today, I wouldn’t even glance at you."

After finishing her tirade, she marched to the front of the motorhome and knocked forcefully on the window, shouting at the driver, "Stop the car, stop the car now."

Everyone around Yang Kaitai knew one thing for certain, it’s better to offend Yang Kaitai than Xia Ning. Offending Yang Kaitai would get you a beating, but offending Xia Ning went beyond just a simple beating.

The sound of urgent braking arose, Xia Ning pulled open the car door and got out directly.

When Xia Ning berated him, Yang Kaitai remained seated on the couch, speechless. Now, seeing Xia Ning actually get out of the car, he panicked. He hurried forward, catching up in a few quick strides and grabbed Xia Ning, "What are you doing? Didn’t we agree I would take you to the hospital?"

"Am I the one causing a scene? It’s clearly you who’s making a fuss!" Xia Ning’s anger only grew as she glared at Yang Kaitai, "I like He Xing, and the whole world knows it. What jealousy are you stewing in here? What, you’ve had my body, now you want my heart too?"

For a moment, Yang Kaitai felt a surge of anger, but looking at Xia Ning’s face, still beautiful even in anger, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsher.

Eventually, he seized Xia Ning’s wrist, pleading in a low voice, "Xiaoning, I’m sorry, I misspoke. I... I just love you too much, that’s why I’m acting this way. Please don’t be angry. I promise I’ll never behave like this again."

"You’d better think carefully about what you’ll do in the future," Xia Ning said, shrugging off his hand, and got out of the car without looking back.

In fact, they were already close to the hospital by then. Even without the argument, it was time for Xia Ning to get out.

She stood at the edge of the road, looking around until she spotted the hotel that had been her go-to for takeout these past few days. She sauntered over, intending to buy dinner for He Xing.

Yang Kaitai’s motorhome stayed parked on the side of the road until Xia Ning had purchased dinner and entered the hospital. Only then did the vehicle make a U-turn and drive away.

He Family private hospital.

In the ward, the anesthesia had worn off the elder Mr. He. He was now awake, but after these last few days, he had thinned considerably. His eyes were cloudier, and he seemed to have aged more than ten years in appearance.

He Xing and a nurse were each massaging one of Mr. He’s legs.

Mr. He struggled to open his mouth, his words slurred, "Xiao... Xiaohan’s surgery... how... how did it go?"

"The surgery went smoothly," He Xing said, a hint of a smile involuntarily gracing his lips, as he explained, "Xiaohan mentioned several times that she wanted to come see you, but her condition doesn’t allow it right now."

"Don’t try to coddle me with that talk." Mr. He’s tongue seemed to suddenly straighten out, and he was able to speak a full sentence clearly, but his next words were still a struggle, "Xiao... Xiaoning, she has... has amnesia, doesn’t remember me, how... how would she want... to come to see me."

He Xing’s emotions roller-coastered. He cleared his throat and spoke in as steady a voice as he could manage, "Xiaohan does have amnesia, but I’ve told her some things about the past, and when she heard you weren’t feeling well, she was genuinely upset. I could tell it wasn’t an act. I... I believe her memory loss is only temporary."

Mr. He nodded in relief and after a moment of worry added, "If... if something truly... happens to me, you... must... take good care of... Xiaohan, don’t let her... be wrong... wronged."

"I know, don’t worry," He Xing vowed, "She has already left me once. This time I won’t let her go again."