Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 244: Benevolent Lies

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Benevolent Lies

"What else could it be?" Lady Huangpu rolled her eyes at him. "It’s true that our family has been on good terms with the Nangong Family, but the things you’ve done have deeply hurt Nan Qing’s heart. Wouldn’t her parents feel distressed? If it weren’t for Nan Qing’s willingness to let bygones be bygones and continue being with you, would the Nangong Family keep collaborating with us?"

Su Cheng didn’t hear a single word of what the Huangpu couple said afterward.

Only when his parents finally stopped talking did Su Cheng manage to calm his emotions and said in as calm a voice as he could muster, "Mom and Dad, I don’t care what you did in the past. Now, Yang Kaitai is probably beyond redemption. You’d better prepare for what’s to come, and deal with it accordingly. Continuing to delay will only make the situation worse."

After saying that, Su Cheng didn’t give his parents a chance to respond and went straight out, leaving the Huangpu family villa without looking back.

...

In the ward of the senior Mr. He.

He Xing had moved a chair to sit in front of the hospital bed, and at this moment, he was feeding the old man porridge, spoonful by spoonful. The soft and mushy millet porridge was all the elder Mr. He could eat now.

When the porridge was almost finished, the elder Mr. He gestured that he was full by waving his hand.

He Xing pulled out a tissue to wipe his grandfather’s mouth. He smiled, praising him as if he was a child, "Grandpa, you’ve made great progress today. Yesterday you could only eat half a bowl, but today you managed to eat so much."

The elder Mr. He smiled. Although his laughter was somewhat interrupted, it was at least much better than before. He looked at He Xing with a smile and spoke slowly, but was able to complete a sentence smoothly, "Didn’t you say you would bring Xiaohan to see me? Why hasn’t she come yet?"

Standing by the door, Liang Tao looked worriedly at He Xing, and at a glance, he saw that He Xing’s back had straightened, and his entire demeanor had stiffened.

After a moment’s silence, He Xing struggled to conjure a smile, "Grandpa, Xiaohan’s face needs treatment, so I’ve sent her abroad for a while. She’ll be back after some time."

"I see." The elder Mr. He nodded, not thinking much of it, and looked around. "He Xing, is my surgery scheduled for tomorrow?"

"Yes!" He Xing adjusted the pillows behind his grandfather while speaking, "The experts examined you in the morning and have already come up with a treatment plan. To ensure a smooth surgery, you must not eat anything after this meal; you might feel hungry, and you’ll need to endure it for a while."

The elder Mr. He laboriously lifted his hand as if in slow motion like in a movie, and He Xing hurriedly extended his own arm over; the elder Mr. He squeezed his arm, "It’s okay, I can endure it. The time when Grandpa isn’t here, it has been hard on you, I know you’ve done well."

The grandfather and grandson had depended on each other for many years. Elder Mr. He always believed that filial piety comes from the rod. No matter what, if He Xing did well, it was expected; if He Xing did not, it was wrong.

It was unheard of in the past for the elder Mr. He to praise He Xing so straightforwardly as he did today.

There was a hint of sorrow in He Xing’s eyes. He turned his head away, afraid that if he looked at his grandfather, he wouldn’t be able to hold back his tears.

In the quiet and spacious ward, there seemed to be a sigh, one stemming from Liang Tao’s deep sympathy for his boss. Having worked by He Xing’s side for over three years, He Xing was always impassive, but lately, Liang Tao had seen too many moments when He Xing was emotionally wounded.

The ringing of a phone broke the silence in the ward. It was He Xing’s phone.

He looked at the number and excused himself from his grandfather before standing up to answer the call. Two minutes later, he returned, looking apologetically at the elder Mr. He, "Grandpa, I have something urgent to attend to and must leave now. Rest well, and once I’ve handled my matters, I will come back to see you."

"Alright," the elder Mr. He said with a kind smile. "Go ahead with your tasks. Grandpa will rest well and save up energy for tomorrow’s surgery."

He Xing smiled, then turned and left the ward.

Liang Tao hurriedly followed.

The hospital was very quiet in the afternoon. Not many people were in the inpatient department. He Xing walked alone down the long corridor. The light shining through the windows at the end of the corridor cast his long shadow, making him look like a giant, only this giant was still too thin, his suit not as well-fitting as before.

He Xing only noticed Liang Tao following him after passing the elevator. His brows furrowed, "There’s no need for you to follow me. Just wait in the hospital."

"Yes, President He," Liang Tao did not dare to say more and immediately halted in place.

...

In the cafe near the hospital, a beautiful girl sat by the window—it was Xia Ning. She was checking her reflection in a palm-sized makeup mirror, fretting over every detail on her face.

Though it was the afternoon and a weekday, not many people were in the cafe. A few people sat scattered about, some reading books, others rapidly typing on computers, or staring out the window, lost in thought.

It had been three days since Fu Han left. During those days, Xia Ning tried numerous times to see He Xing, but he ruthlessly rejected her every time.

If it had been before, she would have been very angry, but now it was different. With the troublesome Fu Han finally gone and Yang Kaitai unlikely to come out again, there was nothing standing between her and He Xing. She wasn’t in a hurry; there was plenty of time.

The reason she insisted on seeing He Xing today was simple: she had learned through internal sources that he planned to sign an earn-out agreement with the investors.

If He Xing failed the bet, even if Xia Ning’s wish to marry him came true, with the He Group’s glory fading, there would be no one to envy her. Instead, there would be countless people snickering behind her back.

Therefore, she had used some extreme measures today, forcing He Xing to meet her. It turned out to be effective as he was about to arrive.

Thinking of this, the smile on Xia Ning’s face deepened. She confirmed one last time that she looked beautiful today, then she put the makeup mirror back into her purse.

In the distance, a silhouette appeared. It was just a blur, but Xia Ning’s heart was pounding wildly. The person was He Xing.

When He Xing approached, Xia Ning forgot all modesty expected of a lady. She stood up and waved frantically at He Xing, afraid he wouldn’t see her.

He Xing entered the cafe without pausing and sat down directly opposite Xia Ning. With a gaze devoid of any expression, he looked at Xia Ning, "What exactly do you want?"

It was the height of summer, and the air conditioning in the cafe was set high, creating a comfortable atmosphere inside; however, once He Xing arrived, the cafe instantly turned into a frigid Snowland, and goosebumps appeared on Xia Ning’s arms.