Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 445: Don’t Want to Lie to Her Anymore

Chapter 445: Chapter 445: Don’t Want to Lie to Her Anymore

Just a second after Fu Han hung up the call, Nan Qing’s face had already moved in close. She looked at Fu Han gossipy, "Who were you on a video call with? Why did you hang up the moment I came?"

"With...with Zhao Ting." In a moment of urgency, Nan Qing could only think of her assistant from the previous night with whom she had been in contact. She felt guilty for a second, then said without blushing or skipping a heartbeat, "I was just discussing the opening of the shop here with her, she will be coming over in a few days."

Nan Qing’s gaze shifted from Fu Han’s now darkened screen to Fu Han’s face, and she looked for quite some time before turning away, "It’s good that you can focus on work at this stage; I think it’s a good thing."

Having successfully dodged the bullet, Fu Han let out a sigh of relief inwardly, but her expression remained unchanged, "Nan Qing, you packed your things so quickly. What about Wang Yixuan, why didn’t he come with you?"

Nan Qing smiled, "He’s painting, halfway through it. I didn’t want to disturb him; he knows the way here by himself anyway."

Fu Han looked at Nan Qing, always feeling that Nan Qing had changed somehow, but she couldn’t put her finger on exactly what was different. She also couldn’t remember what Nan Qing used to be like.

Shaking her head, she took Nan Qing by the hand and led her inside, "It’s no issue if he comes later. After all, men aren’t good with decorations; as long as he makes it for mealtime, it’s alright."

The two girls entered laughing and chatting. The heating was on high in the room, making Fu Han’s already rosy cheeks even redder. Fortunately, no one saw it.

...

In A City, at He Group’s skyscraper in He Xing’s office.

He Xing’s mouth was curving up uncontrollably as he looked at his phone. Today was indeed extraordinary for him. Although his beautiful dream was disrupted by Xia Guoxiong, a setback might be a blessing in disguise. Look, the email he had sent to Fu Han in the middle of the night had been received by her.

What made He Xing happiest was that he had added Fu Han back on Whatsapp, and she had agreed to discuss their breakup in person.

Which means that, as of now, He Xing and Fu Han were not broken up.

Okay, He Xing knew he had used a little tactic today, but this time he didn’t lie. He really hadn’t been able to go to M Country as planned because of an accident, and his grandfather was indeed hospitalized.

The only thing he didn’t tell Fu Han was that his grandfather could be discharged tomorrow.

He was worried that if he mentioned his grandfather’s discharge, and then Fu Han insisted he go to M Country immediately, what would he do?

Of course, he was willing to go to M Country; his heart had flown there long ago. But Xia Ning was injured while saving him; he couldn’t leave her side while she was hospitalized.

Plus, He Group was his grandfather’s lifelong effort; He Xing couldn’t neglect it.

It was indeed a tough time for the industry, but He Group had lost several billion-dollar projects. If he didn’t do something about it, what would others say about He Group? Would any Tom, Dick, or Harry dare carve into He Group’s interests in the future?

He Xing felt that for the sake of mutual happiness, a white lie was necessary. Once he had handled things here, he would go to M Country at the first opportunity.

Of course, the best would be to have Fu Han return to the country, so his longing wouldn’t have to span mountains and oceans; in fact, he knew that if he just exaggerated his grandfather’s illness a bit, like the previous two times, Fu Han would definitely come back to the country immediately.

But Fu Han had clearly expressed in the video call that she disliked being deceived. He Xing had already used the same method to deceive her twice; he couldn’t do it a third time. He really wasn’t confident that Fu Han would open her heart to him after being deceived three times.

Thinking of this, the smile faded from He Xing’s face. He had a lot more he wanted to say to Fu Han. When he hadn’t gone to M Country, at first Fu Han simply didn’t reply to his messages. It was nearly two days later that she mentioned breaking up.

In those two days, his grandfather had been kidnapped, and He Xing was frantically raising money and was endlessly busy. Despite that, he still messaged Fu Han every day to coax her. Why did she suddenly decide to break up after two days?

He Xing had a feeling that if he didn’t figure out the real reason for the breakup, this issue wouldn’t be resolved, and Fu Han would get upset over the same thing in the future. But what was the reason? He couldn’t figure it out.

Since sleep had left him and dawn was only a few hours away, He Xing decided to stay awake. He washed his face with cold water before returning to the office and made himself a strong coffee, then began working on the unfinished official business.

...

First Hospital’s Inpatient Department in A City.

As the first streak of sunlight came through the window, Xia Ning was carefully examining her makeup in a palm-sized mirror.

Just last night, she pleaded with Xia Guoxiong to call He Xing. Although He Xing declined to come, he promised to bring breakfast for her in the morning. So, Xia Ning got up before dawn to put on makeup, fearing she wouldn’t look beautiful enough when He Xing arrived.

After scrutinizing her makeup more than a dozen times, Xia Ning finally set down the small mirror. For the umpteenth time, she confirmed, "Dad, do I look pretty like this?"

Xia Guoxiong had been looking at his phone and responded without lifting his head, "Pretty, much prettier than Fu Han."

Xia Ning didn’t really care whether Xia Guoxiong took a good look at her or not. Ever since she was little, countless people had praised her beauty, so she had a mesmerizing confidence in her appearance. In her heart, she was the most beautiful in the world.

Checking her side profile in the mirror, her meticulously carved face showed a trace of worry, "Dad, is the pinhole camera working properly?"

Xia Guoxiong finally lifted his head, looking around with a smirk of satisfaction. Yet such a smile on his face somehow felt sleazy, "Of course, there’s no problem. I spent a lot of money to have it installed by professionals. He Xing will definitely not notice. And didn’t you see, the last video of He Xing feeding you had turned out quite well, right?"

At the memory, Xia Ning’s face turned red. She looked down at her fingers adorned with polished, elegant nails, which were specially done last night for He Xing to see.

But then something occurred to her, and Xia Ning’s face lifted again, her tone dissatisfied, "Dad, have you sent out the photo? Why is there no reaction from Fu Han?"

"I find it strange too." Xia Guoxiong stroked his chin, which was framed with a faint beard, and furrowed his brows in confusion, "The photo was indeed sent out, and he said Fu Han saw it. Then I didn’t follow up. Shall I call now and check on Fu Han’s situation?"

"You should call right away, so we won’t be unprepared when He Xing arrives," Xia Ning urged, anxious.