Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 486: Rushing Home for Dinner

Chapter 486: Chapter 486: Rushing Home for Dinner

He Xing’s Lamborghini was already parked at the airport, and after getting off the plane, he headed directly to the underground car park, striding with legs so long he wished each step could cover a meter.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the airport, Liang Tao followed behind He Xing with a briefcase in hand, struggling to keep up. In the dead of winter, he was already sweating profusely, and paired with his obviously unrested eyes, he seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

Liang Tao truly admired He Xing. Despite their similar height and both suffering from jetlag, why could He Xing remain energetic after such a long flight, and why, carrying the same laptop, could He Xing walk briskly as if flying?

Ever since Liang Tao appeared by He Xing’s side as an assistant, various kinds of doubts emerged in Liang Tao’s mind every day.

They were both human, so why was He Xing so excellent, so exceptional that he seemed like a tireless robot that didn’t need to rest?

He Xing took the car keys from his wool coat pocket and got into the car with ease; from the rearview mirror, he could see Liang Tao trailing five meters behind. Stealing a moment amidst the busyness, He Xing closed his eyes, wishing to give them a brief rest.

Time was of the essence, and He Xing had a lot of unfinished work since he spent most of the flight time working, with just a few hours of real rest.

The moment Liang Tao closed the car door, He Xing opened his eyes; his dark and bright eyes shone like diamonds, quietly radiant and full of vitality.

The Lamborghini shot out like an arrow released from a bow—today was He Group’s monthly board of directors meeting, and He Xing had to rush over.

From the airport to He Group, He Xing’s phone barely stopped ringing with work-related calls; when he wasn’t on the phone, Liang Tao was busy briefing him on today’s work schedule and the content of the board meeting.

The board meeting went smoothly. As usual, He Xing chaired the meeting, while the heads of various departments took turns reporting on their work, with the occasional question from the board of directors.

Ever since He Xing had dismissed Director Wu from the board, the board’s trust in He Xing had soared. As for Director Wu, who had been bribed by Xia Guoxiong, many had long disliked him—such a person was a troublemaker wherever they went.

Today, He Xing was extremely busy, having met with three partners and discussed future cooperation. Two of them had already signed an agreement to continue the collaboration, and the one that didn’t was due to a typographical error in their contract, necessitating revision.

Then, He Xing attended a bidding meeting for a project worth a billion. It was neither large nor small, but it was the biggest project that He Group had come across since losing a three-billion project to Huangpu Group. He Xing valued it highly, which is also why he had hurried back from the United States to attend this bidding meeting.

Originally, the He Family patriarch intended to attend the bidding meeting and suggested that He Xing stay a few more days in M Country to spend time with Fu Han.

The event proved He Xing’s decision to return was correct. A slight problem had arisen in what should have been a sure win at the bidding meeting, not because someone had stolen He Group’s bid but because the client had made last-minute adjustments to crucial information.

Since He Xing had been tracking this project from the start, no one knew it better than him. Upon learning of the client’s adjustments, he immediately made corresponding changes and successfully secured the project.

In such a busy situation, He Xing still made sure to leave work on time to have dinner with the He Family patriarch. He felt quite guilty for not having spent New Year’s Day with his grandfather.

When He Xing returned to the He Family’s Lanwan Mountain villa, the He Family patriarch was watching TV in the living room, with Servant Zhou standing behind him, massaging his shoulders and occasionally exchanging a few words with him.

"Grandfather, I’m back," He Xing said, his smile appearing the moment he saw the He Family patriarch.

"You’re back," the patriarch responded with a smile, then lifted a hand towards Servant Zhou, "Servant Zhou, go tell the chef that the young master is back, we can start dinner."

Perhaps because He Xing had returned to the country, the servants in the house were exceptionally warm, while usually, they just nodded at him—today, each of them greeted He Xing enthusiastically.

During dinner, as the cook was cleaning up in the kitchen, she still periodically popped her head out to advise: "Young master, the red date bird’s nest soup is light, having been stewed for several hours. It’s cold outside, so drink more of it."

He Xing responded indifferently, as usual, his tone neither cold nor warm. Servant Zhou, on the other hand, immediately served bowls of soup for both He Xing and the patriarch.

With age, the patriarch’s appetite had lessened; he only ate half a bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup before setting down his chopsticks. Observing He Xing sipping his soup expressionlessly, he asked, "He Xing, did you successfully bring Fu Han back from M Country this time?"

He Xing, completely unprepared for this, was so startled he almost choked. After a bout of severe coughing, he said with flushed cheeks, "Grandfather, aren’t you deliberately making it hard for me? If I hadn’t brought Fu Han back, how could I dare to face you?"

Half of his flushed face was due to the choke, and the other half was from the thought of how he had "forced" Fu Han to resume her fiancée status.

There was a clattering sound—the sound of dishes falling to the floor and breaking.

He Xing frowned and turned his gaze toward the kitchen.

Servant Zhou immediately called out loudly, "What happened?"

"It’s nothing," the cook said quickly, flustered, "I didn’t hold the bowl steady and accidentally dropped it, I’m sorry. Did I startle the master and the young master?"

The He Family patriarch lifted his eyelids slightly and stated indifferently, "No harm done; just be careful not to hurt yourself next time."

The He Family’s leniency towards their servants was legendary in the upper-class society of A City, so many in this line of work took pride in being employed by the He Family. Once someone became a servant in the He Family, resignations were rare, and they typically retained their positions for a long time.

This cook had come shortly after Fu Han’s parents left, able to mimic the tastes of Fu Han’s mother, who was the only one whose cooking Fu Han would eat as a child. Despite her cooking skills not being outstanding, she still commanded a high salary and had worked in the He Family for twenty years.

The mishap with the dishes didn’t dampen the patriarch’s spirits, and he continued to ask He Xing many questions about his time in M Country, naturally all concerning Fu Han.

He Xing too understood his grandfather was concerned for him, so he answered whatever questions he could. As for those he found difficult to discuss, he simply refused to answer.

After dinner, He Xing urged the patriarch to rest early, and then he returned to the study to continue working. Indeed, not wanting his grandfather to wait hungry, he made it a point to leave work on time every day and then dealt with unfinished tasks at home.