Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 466: Cooperation Once Again

Chapter 466: Chapter 466: Cooperation Once Again

Xia Ning’s eyebrows were furrowed deeply, as if she was considering whether Qin Nuan’s words were sincere.

The two women were in a silent face-off, making the ward feel like it was filled with clashing weapons, as if a battle were underway.

After what seemed like an eternity, Xia Ning was the first to break the silence. "What do you plan to do?"

Her voice was deliberately lowered, echoing in the ward; although both had very pleasant voices, the sound was eerie... like the chilling sensation you get if you accidentally venture to an unmarked grave in the dead of night, suspecting you heard female ghosts squatting on the tombstones and chatting, raising goosebumps and making one shiver.

About half an hour later, the conversation ended. Xia Ning returned to her seat on the hospital bed and gave Qin Nuan a once-over before abruptly asking, "Are you really pregnant?"

Qin Nuan’s expression flickered with something unusual for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure, even smiling slightly. "Why do you ask?"

"Because you look very thin, with no stomach at all. Where does it look like you’re pregnant?" Xia Ning’s gaze landed on Qin Nuan’s belly, which was flat, more so than many women who weren’t pregnant could achieve.

"This?" Qin Nuan touched her stomach, her smile growing even wider: "I’ve been thin since I was young, and now it’s early in the pregnancy. The doctor said the baby is not even as big as a thumb yet, so of course, it doesn’t show."

Xia Ning, having no experience in this area, could only helplessly accept Qin Nuan’s words. After thinking it over, she couldn’t help but ask again, "Qin Nuan, do you really intend to keep this baby?"

"Of course." Qin Nuan smiled again, the words that came out sounding as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times in her belly, unwavering: "The last time I kidnapped Old Master He, leaving He Xing here, you said you wouldn’t interfere with my dealings with your dad and brother anymore; this time I’ve agreed to help you deal with Fu Han, and your payment is five million. All you need to do is keep your promise."

"Don’t worry, half of the payment due in advance will be transferred to you today," Xia Ning said, mentioning the large sum of two and a half million as casually as if she were talking about two hundred and fifty bucks. She waved her hand irritably, "I suggested you terminate the pregnancy for your own good. I already know about you and Yi Lixing. Do you plan to have the baby and then conduct paternity tests one after another to find out who the father is?"

Qin Nuan’s eyes showed a flicker of emotion, but it was quickly replaced by firmness as she spoke without any hint of feeling, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you. Just keep your promise."

After speaking those words, Qin Nuan stood up and walked towards the door. She was about to step over the threshold when she suddenly turned back to look at Xia Ning: "Have you ever felt like I resemble someone you know?"

"Like who?" Xia Ning frowned.

"Nothing, I was just joking. Maybe the child in my belly will grow up to look a lot like you." Qin Nuan smiled, and with a flash of her red dress at the doorway, she turned and left.

Xia Ning was still pondering Qin Nuan’s words. Qin Nuan had twice before made strange comments, implying that the Xia Family deserved their comeuppance.

Today, Qin Nuan had again asked Xia Ning if she reminded her of someone.

Xia Ning didn’t think Qin Nuan was spouting nonsense, but despite racking her brain, she couldn’t think of anyone she knew who resembled Qin Nuan.

Qin Nuan was distinctive in appearance, and if there was someone in Xia Ning’s acquaintance who looked like her, Xia Ning was certain she wouldn’t overlook it. But, she genuinely couldn’t recall anyone resembling Qin Nuan.

...

The winter in M Country penetrated to the bones with subzero temperatures that could freeze water into ice.

It seemed that as winter came, everyone started to linger in bed; even though it was already light outside, the vast villa was empty, not a single person nor a servant had arisen.

Outside, it was a blank expanse of white, endless and all-encompassing, as if nothing existed in the entire world but snow.

Fu Han was already fully dressed and even had light makeup on, her delicate face looking as beautifully polished as a model stepping out from a glossy magazine.

However, this beauty’s fine brows were knitted, and her cherry lips tightly pursed, as if she ran into some puzzle.

Indeed, she did encounter a problem. In just three hours, He Xing’s plane was due to land, yet no one in the villa had risen besides herself; without an M Country’s driver’s license, she was unable to drive to the airport to pick him up.

Fu Han paced the living room once more before stopping at the foyer. She stomped her foot and then headed upstairs.

Within a minute, the sound of knocking resonated, followed seconds later by Bai Qian’s still groggy voice: "Who is it?"

Even as Fu Han blushed, upon hearing that Bai Qian wasn’t fully awake, she felt even more embarrassed. But with urgency pressing and the arrow already nocked, she steeled herself and said, "Aunt, it’s me... I... I would like Uncle to accompany me to the airport to pick someone up."

"Fine, wait downstairs for a bit, I’ll be right down," came Fu Xingbo’s prompt response, sounding instantly alert.

Fu Han loudly agreed and hastily retreated downstairs.

She truly didn’t know how to tell everyone about He Xing’s imminent arrival, so she had risen early, with the plan to ask whoever got up first to drive her to the airport—even a servant would do.

But to her dismay, not a soul had stirred in the living room after she’d waited one or two hours.

With time running short, Fu Han was left with no choice but to summon Fu Xingbo with great reluctance.

In truth, she would have preferred to ask Wang Yixuan or Luo Qinghe for help, but with neither of them awake and her shyness preventing her from knocking on their doors or calling, she feared the embarrassment of an awkward situation.

As for Su Cheng and Ji Liangchuan, Fu Han never even considered asking for their assistance with picking up He Xing; despite her reluctance to admit it, the rivalry between them over He Xing was undeniable, and involving them would only sour the mood for everyone.

What touched Fu Han the most was that neither Bai Qian nor Fu Xingbo had asked who they were going to pick up from the airport.

Though they would eventually find out that the visitor was He Xing, Fu Han felt that explaining the circumstances then would be truly mortifying, leaving her ashamed beyond words.

Twenty minutes later, Fu Xingbo and Fu Han set off.

The twenty minutes were not due to Fu Xingbo being slow—on the contrary, he came down from upstairs in less than five minutes—but because of the extreme cold that had left the car unable to start. After some fuss with boiling water to warm the engine, they finally set off from the Fu Family villa.

Yet another trip to the airport, Fu Han sat in the passenger seat, watching the scenery on both sides of the road, with a different feeling this time, a certainty of knowing who the person waiting for her ahead was.