Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 588 - 589: The Attitude of Seeking Forgiveness

Chapter 588: Chapter 589: The Attitude of Seeking Forgiveness

The New Year’s Eve dinner is different from lunch; the He Family also has a set of procedures for worshipping ancestors. Fu Han had participated for many years; the process was intricate and strenuous, and she didn’t want grandfather to go through such hardships alone.

It was still early, and Fu Han couldn’t sleep, so she thought about finding something to do. She turned around and wanted to rummage through the cabinet to take out the sketchbook He Xing brought over today and draw.

However, when she turned around, she was startled to see someone standing silently at her door. Caught off guard, she yelped and clutched her chest with a loud cry.

It wasn’t that Fu Han’s scream was too exaggerated because when she looked over, Xia Guoxiong was standing at the door, silently staring at her, sizing her up. It was hard to tell whether the deep look in his eyes was benign or malevolent.

"Fu Han, don’t be afraid, I just came to see you," Xia Guoxiong immediately smiled. He pointed at the two bodyguards at the door and said, "I just arrived and was about to call you, but you turned around unexpectedly. I’m sorry, uncle owes you an apology."

Only then did Fu Han remember that there were two bodyguards outside her door; even if someone came at her with a knife, she wouldn’t be in any danger.

Thinking this, she felt much calmer, and she felt embarrassed about her initial reaction. She coughed unnaturally and asked, "Uncle Xia, what are you doing here?"

Today, Xia Ning had come over and although Fu Han had gained the upper hand and made Xia Ning leave in a huff, that didn’t mean she wanted to see anyone from the Xia Family. She had never had any fondness for the Xia Family’s people.

Let alone now, when she was spending the New Year’s alone, she suspected that the Xia Family was involved in all of this.

Xia Guoxiong, who had put on weight in middle age, and with the two bodyguards showing no intention of moving aside, squeezed through the door gap with difficulty, and said to Fu Han with a smile plastered on his face, "Well, Fu Han, I only found out about your injury and hospitalization tonight, so I didn’t even care about the New Year’s Eve dinner and came to see you right away."

"Thank you, Uncle Xia," Fu Han, although she would have preferred to immediately have Xia Guoxiong leave, recognized that ultimately he hadn’t overtly done anything to her, so she couldn’t be too excessive.

Fu Han’s clever eyes whirled around as she smiled and said, "Uncle Xia, the Ward is quiet, and I don’t have anything to offer you here. I appreciate your intention to visit, but if there’s nothing else, you should head back now to avoid missing the New Year’s Eve dinner."

"Uh..." Xia Guoxiong turned his head, glancing around, "Where is He Xing? Why isn’t he here with you?"

Some things Xia Guoxiong wanted to say to Fu Han, but they meant nothing if He Xing wasn’t there to listen—they were meant for He Xing’s ears since it was because of him that Xia Guoxiong was willing to speak those words.

Fu Han’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she felt dissatisfied that Xia Guoxiong refused to leave. She sniffed and said with annoyance, "Today is New Year’s, of course He Xing needs to be home accompanying grandfather."

Her words rendered Xia Guoxiong speechless, as he remembered that he had only instructed Mr. Ji to inquire about Fu Han’s Ward, and indeed had not confirmed if He Xing was there at the moment.

Xia Guoxiong’s bronze-colored face turned purplish-red with embarrassment as he coughed unnaturally and said, "Well... then alright. The fruits I brought are imported, you should eat more... strive for a speedy recovery."

After finishing his words, he turned and walked towards the door, unwilling to stay even a second longer.

Thinking she had successfully sent him off, Fu Han breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to find her sketchbook in the cabinet, but then she heard the surprised voice of Xia Guoxiong, "He Xing? How did you get here, aren’t you at home having New Year’s Eve dinner with your grandfather?"

He Xing’s cool voice then followed, "Uncle Xia, Grandfather asked me to come here to the hospital to accompany Fu Han. What are you doing here?"

Xia Guoxiong’s voice was noticeably more excited, "I... I only found out tonight that Fu Han was injured and hospitalized, so I immediately came to see Xiaohan."

As he spoke, He Xing had already arrived at the Ward, naturally taking Fu Han’s hand and sitting down on the sofa while politely offering to Xia Guoxiong, "Uncle Xia, please have a seat."

Xia Guoxiong immediately sat down, and he specially circled around to choose the single sofa next to He Xing, "He Xing, I was just about to call you. I said to myself how distressed Xiaohan must be, injured and hospitalized over the New Year, and you, how could you not stay with her?"

Upon hearing this, He Xing couldn’t help but laugh, turning affectionately to Fu Han, "Xiaohan, I’m sorry, I came over right after I was done. Grandfather has Uncle Zhou for company, it’s alright. I will also go back to see him tomorrow."

Although he didn’t directly answer Xia Guoxiong, Xia Guoxiong’s smile became even brighter, "He Xing, you’re doing well. Among the young people I know, you’re the best. I always tell Xia Cheng to learn more from you."

This bootlicking made Fu Han, sitting aside, feel incredibly awkward. She held back but still couldn’t resist speaking up, "Uncle Xia, your family’s aesthetic isn’t bad. Everyone thinks highly of He Xing, everyone is fond of him."

"Uh..." Xia Guoxiong hadn’t expected the formerly polite Fu Han to become so confrontational, and surprised, he was momentarily at a loss for words, only managing to laugh awkwardly, "Xiaohan, you’re getting more and more humorous. That’s good, good."

Fu Han shrugged but said nothing, certain in her mind that Xia Guoxiong had come with a request for He Xing.

As expected, after Xia Guoxiong exchanged a few pleasantries with He Xing, he finally said, "He Xing, you mustn’t blame your Uncle Xia for adding to your troubles during the New Year. I couldn’t enjoy my New Year’s Eve dinner without saying these things."

He Xing had a clear understanding in his heart as well, he smiled calmly and looked at Xia Guoxiong, "Uncle Xia, just speak frankly. If there’s something I can help you with, I will."

"It’s not about asking for help, not asking for help," Xia Guoxiong hastily waved his hands, his actions somewhat resembled the cartoon pigs that Fu Han had seen, except the pigs were much cuter than Xia Guoxiong.

Then he began to speak with a troubled expression, "He Xing, originally I was swayed by the Yang Family, only thinking of growing the Xia Family, so I colluded with Yi Lixing to do some things that hurt the He Group, I... I want to apologize to you."

Fu Han was very aware of the atmosphere—the mood of He Xing darkened immediately. Although the Ward was air-conditioned, it began to feel cooler but thankfully, not to the point of a frozen wilderness.

But the color drained from Xia Guoxiong’s face, "He Xing, I know I let you down, I didn’t think it through then. Yi Lixing convinced me He Group was big and wouldn’t be affected by a few small projects getting taken, so that’s why I... I know I was blinded, you can be angry, you may continue to ignore Xia Group, but you have to forgive me."