Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 491: Dong Shi Imitating

Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Dong Shi Imitating

"Why are you here?" He Xing’s brows were deeply furrowed, practically inscribing the words "not welcome" on his face.

The smile on Xia Ning’s face vanished for a moment, but the next second she put on an even more sickeningly sweet smile, "Big Brother He Xing, I heard you had returned, so I made a special trip to see you."

"Come to see me?" He Xing’s gaze returned to his computer screen as he typed away with both hands and said indifferently, "Your information is really out of date. I came back this morning. You didn’t come to see me during the day, so why come to see me in the middle of the night?"

Xia Ning didn’t expect that after she copied Fu Han’s outfit and style, He Xing would only spare her an extra glance. She felt somewhat defeated inside but kept her composure, continuing her coquettish act, "Big Brother He Xing, I thought you’d be busy during the day and only free at night, am I right?"

He Xing gave a cold snort, "It’s getting late. You should head back soon. I still have a lot of work to finish and can’t entertain you."

"It’s okay, you don’t have to entertain me. Just let me stay by your side," Xia Ning said excitedly as she approached He Xing, her big eyes blinking, "Big Brother He Xing, you’ve been gone for so many days, I missed you so much. Just let me stay here for a while, okay?"

He Xing suddenly looked up at Xia Ning with an expressionless face, "Are you going to say again that your driver has left and it’s not safe for you to go home alone? I’ll have Uncle Zhou take you back."

As he spoke, He Xing had already grabbed his phone to make a call, but Xia Ning, in a fit of excitement, rushed over and snatched the phone from his hand.

She clutched He Xing’s phone tightly, and under the light, her beautiful face was full of pleading, "Big Brother He Xing, please don’t send me away. The doctor said my injury hasn’t healed and I needed to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but I missed you so much that I begged the doctor to let me leave. I really pleaded with the doctor for a long time."

If Xia Ning hadn’t brought it up, He Xing would have almost forgotten about Xia Ning’s injury. In the past few days, all his attention had been on Fu Han, completely neglecting his life savior to the point of not asking after her for so long.

To say he wasn’t feeling guilty would be a lie. If it weren’t for Xia Ning shielding him with her life, that dagger could have taken his life; in fact, Xia Ning didn’t just save He Xing that day, but also the elder Mr. He.

It was Xia Ning who found the elder Mr. He’s location and saved him, allowing He Xing to rush his grandfather to the hospital in time; the doctor had said, if they had been even a few minutes later, not even Yama could have saved him.

Even now, He Xing still suspected that the Xia Family might be involved in his grandfather’s kidnapping, but after using many methods to investigate, he still hadn’t found any clues implicating the Xia Family.

Confident in his own abilities, the lack of evidence meant that the incident had nothing to do with the Xia Family, at least not with the three members of the Xia Family.

Thinking of this, He Xing’s gaze softened slightly. He asked in a low voice, "How is your injury now?"

Xia Ning, from a young age, had learnt two significant skills: one was to always maintain a sweet smile as a mask, and the other was to read between the lines. She keenly sensed the change in He Xing’s emotions and immediately seized the opportunity to push further.

"You... Big Brother He Xing, don’t worry, I... I’m much better now. It’s just that the doctor said the scar on my chest probably can’t be removed. I... I can no longer wear beautiful dresses."

Xia Ning cried as she threw herself into He Xing’s arms. Her tears flowed freely, drenching He Xing’s sleeve.

He Xing tried hard to lean back while attempting to pull away from Xia Ning, "Xia Ning, get up. If you have something to say, say it properly. Don’t be like this."

"I don’t want to! I just want to hug Big Brother He Xing," Xia Ning wailed and snuggled into He Xing’s embrace, her arms firmly wrapped around his waist.

The overpowering scent of her perfume was particularly choking, making He Xing’s nose itch violently. He spoke more forcefully, "Get up quickly. I need to sneeze, and if I get your clothes and hair dirty, don’t blame me."

One thing about Xia Ning was that she would always wear makeup after leaving her room, unless it was at night when she would lie on the sofa downstairs with a face mask on.

Upon hearing He Xing’s words, she jerked upright and hastily shifted to one side; her beautiful face showed shock but not disgust—after all, it was He Xing, right?

At that moment, He Xing realized he wouldn’t be able to get rid of Xia Ning any time soon. With a "snap," he closed his laptop, slid his office chair back, and stood up while taking two steps back to maintain a safe distance from Xia Ning.

This set of actions was done effortlessly, not taking more than a few minutes in total.

Xia Ning waited a few seconds for He Xing’s sneeze, eventually realizing she had been duped. She approached He Xing with aggrieved eyes, "Big Brother He Xing, why did you lie to me?"

"Stop!" He Xing’s face darkened, he said expressionlessly, "Xia Ning, if you don’t want me to throw you out of the He Family home this instant, then stand there properly without any fuss."

Xia Ning’s eyes reddened again, but she knew He Xing wasn’t joking. She pouted and said with a grievance, "I understand, Big Brother He Xing. As long as you don’t send me away, I’ll do whatever you ask."

Under the bright light of the study room, Xia Ning’s large eyes were like dark grapes, extra shiny; unfortunately, the light made her face so pale that at first glance, she resembled an alien character from an anime.

He Xing felt a bit speechless about his own wild imagination as he walked towards the sofa, cautiously choosing a single-seater, and then pointed at another single-seater farthest from him for Xia Ning, "Come over and sit down. If you have something to say, then say it."

Xia Ning obediently nodded her head. As she walked towards He Xing with an extremely wronged face, she really wanted to sit close to He Xing but feared making him angry. Eventually, she mustered the courage to move towards the long sofa next to He Xing, "Big Brother He Xing, I want to sit closer to you. I promise I won’t mess around."

He Xing truly didn’t want to continue this topic any longer. He remained silent, his eyes fixed on the wall behind his desk, where a large landscape photo hung.

This photo was taken by Fu Han during their first solo trip together. Upon returning, she enlarged it insisting on hanging it in He Xing’s office.