Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 556 - 557: Listening to He Xing

Chapter 556: Chapter 557: Listening to He Xing

It took Xia Ning a full ten seconds before she finally spoke, "How... how would I know that?"

"You don’t know?" Fu Han tilted her head and smiled, looking particularly charming with her standard set of eight pearly white teeth showing, "But why did I hear from He Xing that it was you who bribed the cook, adding something to his coffee, which is why Brother He Xing fired her?"

Indeed, someone had informed Fu Han of the matter, but it wasn’t He Xing, it was the old Master He who had told her today, and it was not until today that Fu Han finally understood why the family suddenly changed cooks.

She was somewhat angry about the cook’s betrayal, but not excessively so.

When she was very young and her parents had just left this world, she lacked a sense of security and refused to eat. The previous cook’s food tasted similar to her mother’s, which is why Fu Han was very affectionate towards her while eating her meals.

At that time, all of Master He’s focus was on Fu Han. Seeing that Fu Han liked the cook, he asked her to spend extra time with Fu Han aside from cooking and even paid her an additional nanny’s salary for this.

Later on, as Fu Han grew up and accepted the fact that her parents were gone, she gradually discovered that she didn’t like the vulgarity that the cook inadvertently showed. Moreover, she grew fonder of old Master He and He Xing, and even her affection for old Zhou surpassed that of the cook, so she didn’t seek out the cook’s company as much.

But according to Uncle Zhou, even though the cook stopped looking after Fu Han later on, old Master He still paid her double wages.

No matter how you look at it, the He Family treated the previous cook very well; but oftentimes, being good to someone doesn’t necessarily mean they will reciprocate.

In this world, there are more often those who, upon receiving a favor, set up a dye shop; they take an inch and desire a mile, taking others’ kindness for granted and even expecting more.

The previous cook was one such person. In fact, one could say her dark human nature was even worse. Despite how well the He Family treated her, she still betrayed them and framed He Xing.

When Fu Han heard about the cook’s deed, her most significant thought was one of relief that she couldn’t remember how much she had liked the cook when she was a child, thankful that as an adult, she felt only polite respect for her and nothing more; otherwise, she would be not only angry but also profoundly heartbroken.

Xia Ning never dreamed that Fu Han would be so incisive. Just one second ago, she was full of triumph, ready to bully Fu Han verbally, but in the next second, she completely lost her nerve, her heart pounding and unsure how to respond, she could only look at He Xing with a flushed face, the plea for help in her eyes was unmistakable, "Brother He Xing, I... I told you already, I really don’t know about this matter."

Meanwhile, He Xing was looking at Fu Han with a meaningful gaze, knowing full well he had never mentioned this matter to her. But he was even more aware that he wouldn’t expose Fu Han.

He was also acutely aware of what Fu Han’s intention was in saying so. Faced with Xia Ning’s pleading look, his face turned stone-cold, and he unapologetically said, "What’s there to explain about this matter? It has been found out that it was the Xia Group who paid her, a done deal. You might as well stop being obstinate."

Xia Ning’s pale face instantly flushed blood red, blooming like a tomato, "I... Brother He Xing, that’s not what I mean. I’m saying I didn’t know about what my father did. You know that I was just discharged from the hospital that day. When I said I wanted to visit you, my father had the driver bring me over. I really only wanted to see you that day."

He Xing snorted coldly and unapologetically, "You can tell that to your father, I won’t believe it."

"But..." Xia Ning’s eyes reddened, on the verge of tears as if she had suffered a grave injustice, tears already brimming, "But Brother He Xing, you know that I... wouldn’t dare..."

A mysterious flush appeared on He Xing’s face as he recalled the scene from a few days ago. That day, he drank the coffee brought by the cook, which made him feel unbearably hot, as if... as if he couldn’t control the need to seek someone out for passion.

Xia Ning, on the other hand, clung to him like a snake, relentless in her pursuit. Relying on the last shred of sanity in his mind, He Xing eventually knocked Xia Ning out, knowing that if she were conscious, her pestering alone would make it impossible for him to escape.

Ultimately, He Xing had to cut open his palm to let blood and filled the bathtub with cold water to resolve the issue successfully, but he caught a cold the next day and had to receive IV drips morning and evening.

Now with Xia Ning shamelessly claiming her innocence, He Xing almost doubted his own ears.

As he pondered his response, four intense gazes fell upon him, searing like they carried a certain energy, making He Xing uncomfortably fidgety.

For the first time in his life, He Xing felt a chill down his spine, knowing full well that Fu Han had deliberately shifted the blame onto him to see how he would handle the situation.

He Xing’s gaze hardened as he looked emotionlessly at Xia Ning, his voice cold and devoid of warmth, "Xia Ning, you don’t have to say these things, but I am convinced that the whole affair was orchestrated by you, so it’s useless to say more."

Xia Ning turned ashen, the fire in her eyes dimming bit by bit. She sat upright beside He Xing, but now she seemed hunched and defeated.

However, Fu Han felt no sympathy for Xia Ning. She came to visit the He Family but acted with arrogance, so she had no right to blame Fu Han for dealing with her.

After all, as Grandfather He had said, Fu Han was the mistress of this house, and she should indeed embody the aura befitting of that role.

Yet, when Grandfather He said these things, Fu Han felt uncomfortable. She had not forgiven He Xing’s actions from the previous night, especially knowing that Xia Ning had stayed overnight at the He Family villa.

Whether or not to forgive He Xing was one thing, but whether to deal with Xia Ning was another; facts proved that He Xing was not easily forgivable, and Xia Ning needed to be harshly put in her place.

In that moment, seeing Xia Ning looking like a beaten eggplant, she could hardly contain her joy, wishing she could open champagne to celebrate.

Holding onto old Master He’s arm, she smiled from ear to ear, "Xia Ning, Brother He Xing has spoken, are you still going to act innocent here; you’re really shameful. You dare to do something but won’t admit it. If you were a bit braver, perhaps I would consider you as my rival, but now... forget it, you are just nothing."

Xia Ning bit her lips hard, her red lips bearing a row of clear impressions from her teeth, and her teeth stained with lipstick, glaring red as if freshly dipped in blood, resembling a vampire who had just feasted on human blood.