Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 418: Turns Out It Was All for Nothing

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Turns Out It Was All for Nothing

The call connected quickly, and even though Fu Han and Bai Qian were close by, she couldn’t make out exactly what He Xing said. She could faintly sense a dense weariness in his voice that seemed impossible to dissipate.

After hanging up, Bai Wei looked at Fu Han with a face full of apology, "Fu Han, let’s... let’s go back."

Although Fu Han had anticipated that He Xing hadn’t boarded the plane, actually hearing these words made her feel very... aggrieved, yes, aggrieved.

It was He Xing who insisted on coming, but when Fu Han prepared for his arrival, He Xing didn’t show up.

Okay, even if He Xing didn’t come, couldn’t you have sent a message in advance? Did you really have to wait until they rushed to the airport in the freezing cold, didn’t see him, asked about it, and then you said you weren’t coming?

The scenery on the return journey remained the same, a world of ice and snow, with thick icicles hanging from the eaves along the way, crystal clear like crystals.

The weak sun shined on the crystals causing reflections, and occasionally, the light shone into Fu Han’s eyes, causing a slight stinging sensation, making her eyes somewhat sore.

The car’s heater was still on full blast, but Fu Han could distinctly feel her hands and feet turning ice cold, and her heart felt as if it was soaked in icy water, making even breathing difficult.

Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian tried harder than before to liven up the atmosphere, but this time it was less effective. Often, after they told a joke, Fu Han hadn’t listened to a single word.

When they looked to Fu Han for affirmation, she could only manage an awkward yet polite smile.

The villa was now in sight, and looking at the dwelling where she’d stayed for a few days, an inexplicable sense of belonging sprouted in her heart, like a child who had been away from home for a few years suddenly returning to their hometown, anxious yet comforted, fearful yet expectant.

Fu Han was eager to return to her own room, but Bai Qian stopped her in the hall on the first floor.

Bai Qian’s beautiful face showed undisguised distress and guilt as she gently patted Fu Han’s shoulder and softly asked, "Fu Han, about skiing, do you still want to go?"

The wind howled as it blew past, beating against the glass as if it would shatter any second, with even the mere sound of it seemingly capable of freezing one to the bone.

Fu Han turned to look outside the window, where the pine tree in the middle of the yard was layered with snowflakes, the green pine needles faintly visible through the white snow.

The pine needles were even greener, like emerald; the snowflakes need not be mentioned, they were the purest color in the world.

In the distance was the sun, round like a disc, the warm sun was not dazzling at all, but rather comforting; the sky was bright, the light blue sky and pristine white clouds involuntarily lifted one’s spirits.

The smile on Fu Han’s face spread like a drop of ink on rice paper, her silvery laughter rang out, "Of course we’re going skiing. It’s a rare opportunity; we should have some fun."

Her statement brought Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian looks of surprise and joy, and they happily went to arrange the skiing trip.

...

In City A, in the suburbs, inside an abandoned factory.

Xia Ning’s luxury car headed toward this place, and the closer she got, the more furrowed her brows became. This place looked all too familiar; it was clearly the place where she and Xia Cheng had attempted to kidnap Fu Han and Bai Wei.

But today’s meeting was not chosen by Xia Ning, but by Qin Nuan.

Yesterday, Qin Nuan took the initiative to contact Xia Ning, saying that as long as Xia Ning did not oppose her in the future, she could help keep He Xing from leaving.

At that moment, Xia Ning was fully aware that He Xing was about to go to M Country to find Fu Han, but she had no choice and was forced to resort to desperate measures.

But now...

Finally, the car stopped, and as Xia Ning got out and saw the familiar factory, her eyebrows knitted so tightly they seemed they could kill a mosquito. Her pretty knee-high leather boots stepped onto a desolate ground, and within a few steps, the once mirror-like boots were sullied by dust.

Upon reaching the warehouse entrance, Xia Ning peeked inside through the partially opened door; it was the very place where Xia Cheng had almost raped Fu Han.

At that moment, several men in black stood inside the vast warehouse, encircling an armchair in a ring, with Elder He bound tightly to the chair.

The warehouse was eerily quiet, Xia Ning watched for a while but did not see Elder He move, and concern began to spread across her face.

Suddenly, a delicate voice sounded from behind Xia Ning, "Miss Xia, you’ve arrived. Why not come in and have a look? Are you satisfied with what I’ve done?"

When Xia Ning turned around, she found Qin Nuan less than a meter away, a radiant smile on her beautiful face. The ankle-length down jacket she wore did not make her look bulky but rather even more slender.

Xia Ning, prioritizing beauty, never wore down jackets. It was the first time she’d seen one worn so attractively.

A biting cold wind blew, causing Xia Ning to shiver. Her disdain for Qin Nuan multiplied dramatically; "Have you gone mad? How could you even resort to kidnapping?"

"What’s the matter?" Qin Nuan tilted her head innocently at Xia Ning.

If it were not for Xia Ning’s prior experience of Qin Nuan’s deception, she might truly believe Qin Nuan was as she appeared: beautiful, frail, kind, in need of someone to protect her.

A cold east wind struck, penetrating like a snake, and Xia Ning’s woolen coat offered no resistance to the cold, her face was even beginning to stiffen.

She looked furiously at Qin Nuan, "What the hell are you trying to do? You’d better release Elder He right away, or He Xing will never forgive me."

"What do I care about him?" Qin Nuan seemed oblivious to Xia Ning’s anger, her smile even broader, "All I know is I’ve fulfilled my promise to you, and now it’s time for you to keep yours."

A wave of irritation surged in Xia Ning, and she regarded Qin Nuan as she would a lunatic, inexplicably fearing the woman before her.

Fear, once it takes root and sprouts in the heart, is impossible to eradicate completely.

Xia Ning’s voice, trembling, rose amidst the wind, "Qin Nuan, I can fulfill my promise to you, just release Elder He quickly, I’m doing this for your own good, He Xing is really not as easy to deal with as you think."

Qin Nuan cocked her head, observing Xia Ning as if she were a stranger she’d just met, or perhaps like a hunter admiring her certain prey.

In this moment, Qin Nuan was no longer a plaything of Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng; the roles seemed reversed, and she had become the one making the rules.