Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 278: The Space-Time Chain of the Swimming Pool

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: The Space-Time Chain of the Swimming Pool

Xia Cheng was extremely proud that Fu Han had thought about himself. He stroked his chin and revealed what he thought was his most charming smile, "Miss Fu Han, the He Family and Xia Family have always had a very good relationship. It could be said that we’ve grown up together since we were young, making us friends for many years. If there’s a chance, we could go out and have some fun."

"There’s no need, Mr. Xia Cheng. If there’s nothing else, please leave," Fu Han said coldly, without a trace of warmth, rejecting him outright, "Moreover, I don’t remember being friends with you, nor will I go out to play with you."

Leaving aside the fact that Fu Han had amnesia now, just considering her relationship as "year-long love rivals" with Xia Ning, it was practically impossible for her to become friends with Xia Cheng.

Besides, most importantly, from the moment she saw Xia Cheng, she felt uncomfortable all over. Whether it was the affected tone of his voice or his affected nonchalance, even his every move made Fu Han feel uneasy.

Her instincts told her to stay away from this man.

Xia Cheng had not expected Fu Han to refuse so flatly. He was usually a ladies’ man and rarely faced rejection. Feeling somewhat discouraged, he was about to persist when he suddenly remembered what Xia Ning had entrusted him with.

He quickly put away his playful demeanor and spoke very seriously, "Miss Fu Han, please take my earlier words as a joke between us. I came here on someone’s request. If you want to know about your past, please go to the rooftop swimming pool. There you’ll find the answers you’re looking for."

After saying that, Xia Cheng lingered with a longing look at Fu Han, itching to get closer, but in the end, he left quickly; this woman was indeed a beauty, but now was not the time for him to make a move.

Fu Han stared at the empty doorway, hesitating and unsure whether to go or not.

She had just asked He Xing if he wanted her to recover her memories. In fact, wasn’t this question also one she was asking herself? Did she want to regain her memories? She had already touched the fragments of her memory several times, but in the quiet of the night, she hadn’t made any special efforts to stimulate those fragments.

As time ticked by, Fu Han’s heart felt as if it were being fried in oil. She had walked back and forth in her room at least a dozen times, undecided about going up.

...

He Family villa, top floor.

There was an open-air swimming pool here, where one could swim in the summer and, with a little cleanup, it could be turned into a perfect little sunbathing amusement park in the winter.

He Xing and Fu Han both had OCD, and there were many guests today, so they had not opened the rooftop swimming pool. However, there was no explicit rule against people going up there.

If any guests wished to take a look, the servants would politely dissuade them. Those with thin skin would naturally get the hint and leave; but there were always some thick-skinned people who pretended not to understand, like Xia Ning and Xia Cheng, who claimed to have often come here to play.

The vast rooftop was occupied by only these siblings. After the servants delivered fruits and wine, they were dismissed by them.

Xia Ning had changed into a swimsuit at some point, which at first glance appeared conservative but was actually semi-transparent in almost all areas except the key parts, revealing her perfect figure without an ounce of extra flesh.

Sitting next to her, Xia Cheng was still dressed in his high-end suit, his glass of wine swaying in hand, his mind filled with the sight of Fu Han’s earlier turnaround.

That unadorned face, the black agate-like eyes, the pert nose, the crimson lips, and the snowy cheeks, beautiful like...

Xia Cheng could find no words to describe her. In his heart, he was certain that among all the people he had seen, none was more beautiful than Fu Han.

Suddenly, Xia Ning nudged Xia Cheng with her foot, "Hey, did you tell Fu Han or not? Why hasn’t she come up yet?"

"I told her, I did," Xia Cheng was savoring the memory when he was interrupted and, feeling irritated, his tone was not very pleasant.

Xia Ning was taken aback by the rebuff. She was furious, and the fact that Fu Han still hadn’t come up made her even angrier. She thought to herself that Xia Cheng was a complete waste of space, unable to handle even such a simple task.

Hands on hips, she was about to scold someone when out of the corner of her eye she saw someone at the door. Looking intently, who could it be if not Fu Han?

"You’re here? Come on in," Xia Ning quickly changed from anger to a smile, probably the most genuine smile she had ever given Fu Han in her life.

Fu Han cautiously looked around. There was nobody on the rooftop except the siblings, and especially Xia Cheng’s lecherous gaze made her even more uneasy.

She no longer hesitated and sent out the text message that she had prepared on her phone. Then she stepped forward and walked in.

Xia Ning approached Fu Han, affectionately taking her hand and leading her toward the swimming pool, "Fu Han, you used to love swimming. I heard brother He Xing say you haven’t swum since you woke up. Do you want to go for a swim?"

"No!" Fu Han pulled away forcefully, trying to shake off Xia Ning’s hand, "I’m not wearing a swimsuit, and I don’t want to swim right now."

She had used about eighty percent of her strength to shake off Xia Ning, thinking that would be enough, but Xia Ning had been prepared and held on to Fu Han’s wrist with all her might, dragging her toward the swimming pool.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Han found herself close to the pool, looking at the sunlight reflecting off the pool’s surface, a sense of dread arising within her.

"Let go of me, or I’ll call for someone," Fu Han desperately tried to push Xia Ning away, her face growing paler.

Just as it seemed Fu Han might succeed, Xia Ning called out urgently to the side, "Brother, what are you waiting for?"

A trace of reluctance flashed in Xia Cheng’s eyes, but he still stepped forward, lifted Fu Han up around her waist, and in a few steps, he was at the edge of the pool.

"No, don’t!" Fu Han pounded on Xia Cheng’s back and screamed desperately.

Xia Ning ignored her own wrist swollen from Fu Han’s hits; she stepped forward and with all her might tipped her over, sending Fu Han tumbling into the swimming pool.

With a splash, Fu Han fell into the water, causing a huge spray that wet the clothes of both Xia Ning and Xia Cheng.

But Xia Ning did not mind at all. She stood with her hands on her hips at the pool’s edge, looking down at Fu Han, covering her mouth to laugh loudly, "Fu Han, guess who brother He Xing will save when he finds us in the water, you or me?"

This sentence was like a torrent through time returning to Fu Han’s side; a scene emerged in her mind, the same swimming pool, Xia Cheng pushing her into the water followed by Xia Ning jumping in after her.

He Xing arrived, and without a moment’s hesitation, he dived in and saved Xia Ning; it was a servant who saved Fu Han. By the time she got up, He Xing had already taken Xia Ning to the hospital.