Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 238: The Kiss That Shouldn’t Have Happened

Chapter 238: Chapter 238: The Kiss That Shouldn’t Have Happened

"I know you like me, but you can’t be so domineering, can you? I just glanced at someone twice. I didn’t do anything, and yet your face is already looking so long."

"Yes, yes, I get it. I won’t be like this anymore." He Xing, upon seeing Fu Han finally willing to speak, couldn’t hide his joy, his face bursting with smiles.

His half-long hair danced in the night, a few strands flying in front of his forehead, blocking his view. A face that was already chiseled was half-covered by hair, making it appear even more like a small, palm-sized face.

The most captivating sight was under the veil of his black hair; his pair of obsidian-like eyes sparkled brighter than the stars in the sky, magnetically drawing Fu Han’s gaze deep into their depths.

Thump, thump, thump!

Whose heartbeats are roaring like a drum?

In the distance, who is singing a lingering song?

Fu Han felt a little deer ramming in her chest, causing her to panic and divert her gaze. If she continued looking, she genuinely feared she’d drown in such an intense gaze—would the rest of her life, after she left, be spent in nostalgia?

Unfortunately, while she wanted to leave, He Xing didn’t give her the chance.

With a long reach, he pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her gently on the forehead. She trembled slightly but kept her eyes closed, not speaking or pushing He Xing away.

This act of compliance was a massive encouragement for He Xing, and he slowly moved his lips downward, kissing her fluttering eyelashes, her delicate nose, and finally, tenderly capturing her lips.

The wind on this night suddenly became gentle. The azure night sky transformed into a world of pink bubbles, and Fu Han felt like she was savoring the sweetest candy in the world.

He Xing’s arms, wrapped around Fu Han’s waist, tightened their grip. It took great self-control for him to keep his hands from roaming wildly, and he strove hard for his long-desired kiss not to be too domineering. He feared scaring her.

The duration of this passionate kiss was uncertain, but when it ended, Fu Han barely had any strength left in her body, only able to stand by leaning on He Xing’s arms for support.

Just as she steadied herself, Fu Han realized they were surrounded by quite a crowd. The thought that these people might have witnessed their kiss embarrassed her so much that she wished she could dive into a hole in the ground.

Lifting her fist, she punched He Xing in the chest and, with a face full of shame, scolded, "It’s all your fault. How embarrassing."

With a sweep of his arm, He Xing had hers around her neck, his voice low in her ear, "Okay, I’ll admit my mistake. Next time, I’ll find a place with no people to kiss you again."

"Who said I’m going to let you kiss me?" Fu Han stamped on He Xing’s foot not too gently and took the chance to run away when he wasn’t paying attention.

"Dare to run?" He Xing chuckled lightly and followed Fu Han as they both left.

Even after they were long gone, they could still hear laughter behind them—it was from the strangers who had watched their kiss.

Outside Huating No.1, He Xing’s car came to a slow stop. He ruffled Fu Han’s hair and said with extraordinary tenderness, "I still have some things to take care of at the company, I need to go back. Will you be okay going home alone?"

"No problem." Fu Han’s hand was already on the door handle. Suddenly turning to He Xing, as if remembering something, she asked, "How... How’s your company doing right now?"

He Xing’s heart stopped for a split second, but he quickly regained composure, smiling, "It’s doing well, everything’s normal. It’s just that I spent too long in the hospital recently, so I’ve got some backlog of work, making me quite busy right now."

"I see. Then take care of yourself, don’t work too hard." Fu Han smiled, looking as pure and serene as a lone sacred lotus in a tranquil pond.

She opened the car door, one foot already stepping out, when she suddenly turned back in a teasing tone, "I heard He Group is having some financial problems lately, is that true?"

"Who told you that?" Though He Xing tried to hide it, a flash of embarrassment still crossed his face.

Unfortunately for him, both the nervous flicker from the last time and the emotional irregularity this time did not escape Fu Han’s notice.

A night breeze swept in, her body shivering. Even a summer night could be this cold, cold enough that her arms broke out in goosebumps.

But the smile on her face deepened, radiant like a stunningly beautiful rose, breathtaking in its brilliance, "Does it matter who told me? You just need to tell me if it’s true or not."

He Xing had intended to say it wasn’t true, but facing such clear and pure eyes devoid of any impurities, he couldn’t bring himself to utter a single lie.

He forced a smile and said as calmly as possible, "Our company is indeed facing some problems, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. It’ll get better soon, don’t worry."

"Alright, I know. I’m going to sleep now, and you should try to rest early too." Fu Han waved her hand and took a few steps backward before turning to walk into the residential complex.

She knew He Xing was watching her, yet she resisted the urge to look back.

He Xing was clearly holding back, and the reality was probably more serious than he let on. Perhaps just as Xia Ning had said, He Group was at a critical juncture of life and death.

Thinking back, she should never have allowed He Xing to kiss her. Although He Xing didn’t bring it up afterwards, his every action towards Fu Han had clearly become much more intimate, which indicated that kissing had a particular significance in He Xing’s heart.

She wasn’t foolish. She knew that the closer she got to He Xing, the greater the hurt he would suffer when she left.

...

The engagement between the heiress of Xia Group and the successor of Yang Group made headlines, as even though these two companies weren’t particularly large in A City, they were still considered second-tier enterprises, making their union a significant power coupling.

The entire A City, and even most of the country’s business circles who had dealings with Xia and Yang, were present for the grand engagement ceremony.

Xia Ning was roused before dawn to get her makeup done.

Now it was already noon, and although she was in the makeup room, the voices of the guests could still be faintly heard.

Xia Ning was already done with her makeup and dressed, but she didn’t want to go out and opted to open a game on her phone instead.

The door to the makeup room swung open from the outside, and Yang Kaitai entered. He was dressed in a sharp suit, his face made up, his hair likely held in place with half a bottle of hair gel, looking exceptionally spirited, better than usual to the eye.

However, Xia Ning still felt a surge of distaste and said impatiently, turning her head away, "Why aren’t you out there entertaining the guests? What are you doing here?"