Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 381: Expensive Video

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Expensive Video

Xia Cheng opened his phone and looked at it, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "That’s enough, enough to keep me going for a while. I’ll send you the video, how about that? Your brother can be pretty reliable sometimes, right? Didn’t forget to record a video for you when needed."

To this, Xia Ning had nothing to say. If she had to say something, she could only credit it all to herself. Since learning that Fu Han had designs on He Xing, she had started asking Xia Cheng and all friends who might encounter her and He Xing to capture their daily interactions.

Over the years, although He Xing rejected Xia Ning countless times, Fu Han had always considered Xia Ning as a significant rival. Not for any other reason but because Xia Ning continuously had various videos of her and He Xing in intimate behaviors.

She found a Photoshop expert to edit these videos before sending them to Fu Han, making it difficult for Fu Han to completely trust He Xing’s sincerity.

To encourage her friends to help her film He Xing, every time they sent her a video, she would reply with a generous Red Envelope.

As for where the Red Envelope money came from? That was simple. Xia Guoxiong could only dream of having Xia Ning marry He Xing, so as long as the need for money was related to He Xing, Xia Guoxiong was especially happy to give it.

Xia Ning watched the video five times in one breath, concluding in the end that no matter how He Xing was filmed, he always looked good, whereas she cried so uglily that her mouth was as wide as a gorilla’s. She immediately sent the video to a Photoshop expert, asking them to make a big fuss over it.

After all, it was a hug, a hug, and even more, it was He Xing who initiated the embrace.

The siblings played with their phones for a while longer. It had to be said that their hearts were really quite broad; neither of them even remembered that their father was still in life-and-death uncertainty.

It wasn’t until Xia Ning had dealt with everything on her hands, that she looked around the ward and, with a delayed realization, asked, "Brother, where did Qin Nuan go?"

Xia Cheng also remembered Qin Nuan just then; his eyes swept around the ward indifferently. "Such a woman, if she’s gone, she’s gone. What’s there to worry about?"

"What on Earth do you have in your head all day long, brother?" Xia Ning really wanted to poke though Xia Cheng’s head with her fingers to see what was inside: "You don’t even know whose child Qin Nuan has in her belly, and you can still say such things. Do you even care about the Xia Family’s face at all?"

"How can I not?" Xia Cheng nonchalantly tapped on his phone screen and replied absently, "Didn’t you hear me constantly advising her to abort the child? But she just won’t listen. What can I do?"

Xia Ning sighed and said helplessly in the end, "Alright, got it, let’s leave it at that." The conversation had already come to an end, but thinking about it again, she couldn’t let it go and added resentfully, "Be more careful in the future, will you? Frogs with three legs are hard to find, but aren’t there plenty of women with two? If you want a woman, go find one somewhere else, stop always eyeing Dad’s Assistant."

"Do you think I want to?" Xia Cheng rolled his eyes, replying irritably, "It’s her who keeps coming to chat with me for no reason. You can’t expect me to just sit there and watch, that’s not satisfying, is it?"

Xia Ning was about to retort, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn’t think of anything to say back. How could she counter? To argue that Qin Nuan wasn’t that kind of person?

Let alone the fact that she wasn’t at all familiar with Qin Nuan, she had seen too many people like her; those who think they can seduce left and right just because they’re somewhat attractive. Once pregnant, they act as if they have acquired the Imperial Sword. This was exactly what Xia Ning disliked, no, looked down upon.

...

The Qian Nuan who was repeatedly criticized by siblings Xia Cheng and Xia Ning did not leave the hospital as they thought. She had followed He Xing when he came out because she did have a degree of concern for Xia Guoxiong’s condition.

He Xing discussed with the Doctor for roughly a few minutes. After the Doctor went in, He Xing’s tense back relaxed; he looked around for a place to sit and continue waiting. Resuscitation wasn’t a matter of minutes.

Unexpectedly, his gaze swept towards Qin Nuan, whose beautiful yet scheming eyes stared back at him, her ill intentions written all over her face.

He Xing’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked coldly, "Lady Qin Nuan, following me here, do you have something you want to say?"

Qin Nuan’s face flushed red, and with an unnatural cough she said, "Uh, Mr. He, this isn’t a good place to talk. May I have a word with you in private?"

"Liang Tao, call me immediately if there’s any update. I’ll be in the stairwell down the corridor." He Xing did not respond directly to Qin Nuan. Instead, after instructing Liang Tao, he confidently walked towards the end of the corridor.

The place he chose to talk was the Smoking Area. Normally, there are many people in a hospital’s smoking area, but the one near the Emergency Room was scarcely populated; nobody could be calm enough to smoke there while a loved one was in resuscitation.

He Xing first looked back at Liang Tao, ensuring that he could see the direction of the Emergency Room at a glance from where he was. Only then did he turn to face Qin Nuan: "Now there’s no one here, you can talk, can’t you?"

His words, as if imbued with magic, poured over her like a bucket of cold water. Qin Nuan shivered instinctively, swallowed, and summoned her courage to say, "Mr. He... what are your plans for me? How are you intending to deal with my... my situation?"

There was not a hint of surprise on He Xing’s face, his expression unchanged. "Since Miss Qin has brought it up, I’d like to know what are your thoughts? Or do you really intend to marry Xia Guoxiong?"

"I..." Qin Nuan turned pale, her mouth opening and then closing again. She wanted to hide her true thoughts, but looking into He Xing’s eyes, she felt her little schemes were utterly transparent before him.

She bit her lip, unwilling to concede: "Initially that was indeed what I planned. Xia Cheng and Xia Guoxiong treat me like an object, and I won’t let them play me. Since they disgust me, I’ll disgust them in return; but Xia Guoxiong’s health is too bad. If I married him now, wouldn’t he die in a few years? I... I..."

"But now you think marrying an old man is too much of a loss," He Xing interrupted with a cold snort when she couldn’t continue, "Could it be that you’ve changed your mind, wanting to marry Xia Cheng?"

"I..." Qin Nuan’s face flushed, looking down, she asked, "Would that be possible? What I mean is, would you oppose it? I... I promise I’d never make a mess again after marrying Xia Cheng."

He Xing laughed derisively, looking at Qin Nuan with a cold gaze as he questioned back word by word, "What do you think?"