Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 446: Resurgence from Ashes

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Resurgence from Ashes

A few minutes later, Xia Guoxiong returned, his laughter echoing from the doorway before he even entered, "He said that Fu Han and He Xing broke up several days ago, forgot to tell us."

Against the backlight, Xia Guoxiong’s face was indiscernible, casting an inexplicably gloomy aura.

However, Xia Ning couldn’t stop grinning at the sight of her father, "That’s wonderful, they finally broke up. I told you, that pretentious woman, Fu Han, makes a scene out of everything."

Xia Guoxiong laughed along, his laughter carrying afar. If it were not broad daylight, one might mistake it for the call of a night owl, terribly unpleasant to the ear.

After indulging in laughter, Xia Guoxiong spoke again, "Later on, you need to act well, try to appear more intimate with He Xing. They say Fu Han seems to be unable to forget her old flames with He Xing, and that it could reignite at any time."

The smile on Xia Ning’s face froze as if the lake’s surface was instantly encapsulated in ice with a mixture of smiles and disdain warping her beautiful features into something hideous and twisted, mirroring the venom in her words.

"That bitch is always like this, pretentious and keen on backpedaling, dropping He Xing at a moment’s whim, but then comes crawling back a few days later. This time I’ll make sure Fu Han is utterly shamefaced."

The winter sun was especially precious, and the VIP ward where Xia Ning was staying had excellent lighting. Even in the early morning, the whole room was exceedingly bright, seemingly devoid of any shadow.

Yet despite the bright room, the conversation within was dark as a rank, sunless ditch, a hidden corner where only rats could survive.

Half an hour later, He Xing arrived. He brought Xia Ning breakfast as promised, and the amount was more than enough, not just for the three members of the Xia Family, but six.

After He Xing entered, he cast a cursory glance at Xia Ning, greeted her, called out "Uncle Xia," then put down the breakfast and prepared to leave, "Xia Ning, eat while it’s hot. I need to see Grandpa, I’ll accompany him for breakfast today."

He turned to leave, but Xia Guoxiong, prepared for this, blocked the door in advance, "He Xing, you can’t go. Xia Ning refused to eat last night because you weren’t here. She’ll do the same if you leave now."

He Xing slowly turned around, his handsome eyes fixed on Xia Ning, "Is what Uncle Xia said true?"

Xia Ning, having prepared for this moment, pouted when He Xing looked her way, and said in a small voice, "No, it’s not that. I... I just couldn’t eat, not that I refused."

At this point, Xia Guoxiong pretended to be very angry, closing in on Xia Ning and pointing at her nose as he scolded, "What am I supposed to do with you? You’re already injured, and the doctor said you’re recovering slowly, yet you’re still not eating? Last time I saw He Xing feeding you, you were eating quite well, weren’t you?"

"He Xing..." Xia Ning blushed and shyly looked at He Xing, murmuring faintly like a mosquito, "But He Xing said he has things to do, I... I can’t hold him up."

Xia Guoxiong turned his gaze to He Xing, "He Xing, this daughter of mine is just like her mother, once her mind is set, not even nine oxen could pull her back. I can’t handle her anymore, you figure it out."

With that, he flung his sleeve and strode off without looking back, his silhouette alone conveying his irritation.

Now only He Xing and Xia Ning were left in the ward. The sunlight fell on He Xing’s face, gilding it with a layer of gold, and along with his flawless features, he appeared nothing short of divine.

Xia Ning gazed adoringly at He Xing, thinking she could go without eating or drinking, content just to stare at his face all day.

The sound of footsteps began to resonate clearly in the quiet ward. It was He Xing’s.

With every step he took towards Xia Ning, her heartbeat intensified, and by the time He Xing stood in front of the bed, her heart was pounding in her throat.

Finally, He Xing stopped by Xia Ning’s bedside, looming over her, "You didn’t eat yesterday?"

Xia Ning, initially terrified, widened her innocent eyes when he spoke, then hesitantly nodded, appearing as obedient as a bunny.

A flicker crossed He Xing’s brows as he murmured, "Get up, time to eat."

It was such a simple sentence, but when uttered by He Xing, his deep voice carried a magnetic quality, unexpectedly disarming Xia Ning in an instant.

Just as she was about to rise, something crossed her mind, and she shook her head instead, pleading pitifully, "I don’t want to, He Xing, I really don’t feel like eating."

He Xing gazed down at Xia Ning, his expression unchanged, his eyes scrutinizing her.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop, the pressure mounting.

Xia Ning felt a cold sweat breaking out on her back, but she knew this moment was critical. She steeled herself under He Xing’s gaze, aware that if she gave in now, she would never have the chance to make requests in front of He Xing again.

Time ticked away, with the pressure on Xia Ning escalating. Just as she felt she could no longer bear it and was on the verge of surrendering, He Xing spoke again, "What do I have to do to make you eat?"

Xia Ning pouted pitifully, "My chest wound hurts so much, I can hardly move my hand, why don’t you... feed me?"

He Xing wasn’t surprised. He nodded, "Fine, I’ll feed you, but just this once. If it happens again, a nurse will feed you."

"Okay," Xia Ning nodded, her heart bursting with joy though her face still wore a look of distress, "I know you don’t like feeding me. Once my hand doesn’t hurt as much, I won’t bother you anymore."

He Xing said nothing, but his eyes grew even more intense, something Xia Ning failed to see.

When He Xing finally left Xia Ning’s hospital room, an hour had passed. Xia Ning had only eaten a bowl of seafood porridge, and yet she took her time, always finding excuses to converse with He Xing.

Once, she burned her mouth and leaned forward to spit the mouthful of seafood porridge onto the floor. She leaned so precipitously that she nearly fell, but fortunately, He Xing was quick to grab her; Xia Ning promptly wrapped her arms around He Xing’s waist to prevent a fall.

Initially, He Xing was annoyed, believing Xia Ning had done it on purpose, but she quickly released him and kept apologizing, trying to sit back up using the edge of the bed for support.