Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 601 - 602: The Xia Family’s Careful Consideration

Chapter 601: Chapter 602: The Xia Family’s Careful Consideration

He Xing hesitated no longer and hurried toward Fu Han’s ward. The moment he opened the door, a smile was already on his face, "Xiaohan, I’m back. Are you hungry?"

"You’re back," Fu Han smiled. Today, the bruises on her face had vanished, replaced by her usual fair complexion, smooth like a peeled egg.

Sunlight streamed in through the window behind Fu Han, casting a golden halo on her, making her look as pure and lovely as a fairy.

It was as if a warm breeze had blown through, instantly soothing He Xing’s restless heart.

He opened the breakfast he had bought, smiling like a breathe of spring, "There’s not much to choose from for breakfast on New Year’s Day, so you’ll just have to make do."

"Sure," Fu Han’s smile brightened even more, playfully sticking out her tongue, "The most important thing about eating is the mood, and... eating with someone you like is a happy thing."

Having said that, Fu Han dared not look at He Xing any longer and lowered her head to start eating.

The conversation with Nan Qing had greatly encouraged Fu Han. If you like someone, you should shine a light on them under the sun, letting the whole world know how in love they are.

The true nature of love should withstand the test of sunlight.

He Xing’s heart melted; as he skillfully placed some of the beef noodles from his bowl into Fu Han’s, he looked up at her with utmost seriousness, "Xiaohan, just remember one thing, forever and ever, I will always love you more than you love me, and I will never let you struggle with loving me."

"Mm!" Fu Han laughed, grabbing a piece of beef and putting it in her mouth, finding it as sweet as honey.

...

Xia Family’s villa.

Xia Guoxiong, wearing a dark blue pajama, paced back and forth in front of the sofa, his face flushed with anger. His phone was incessantly making calls without any pause.

He contacted everyone he could think of, repeating the New Year greetings and the obsequious flattery over and over again.

But it was no use. As soon as people clearly understood the reason for the call, they all laughed it off and refused, as if afraid of getting contaminated; they hung up before Xia Guoxiong could finish his sentence. When he tried to call back, they simply rejected the call directly.

Xia Ning sat on the sofa, watching her father’s frantic state. She wasn’t idle either, constantly sending messages to He Xing, sending another one as soon as one went unanswered, even sending several videos of Xia Guoxiong in desperate need of help.

Unfortunately, apart from an initial response of "powerless to help," He Xing didn’t reply to any messages afterward.

On the other side, Xia Guoxiong exhausted his contacts to no avail. Irritated, he threw his phone on the sofa, exclaiming in frustration, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have taken this bastard in the first place. He only brings me trouble all the time, it’s infuriating!"

Xia Guoxiong had said this countless times, to be precise, every time Xia Cheng got into trouble. Xia Ning had grown so accustomed to it that she barely took notice anymore.

Over the years, Xia Guoxiong had had numerous women, and his physical health wasn’t too bad either. Plus, he was a widower in midlife. If he wanted more children, he could have had an entire soccer team by now.

Unfortunately, when he was younger, Xia Guoxiong was so caught up in his career that he didn’t spare a thought for chivalry. He was a true scoundrel, a leech of the worst kind.

Therefore, after the Xia Family had latched onto the He Group, in order not to let his lavish rewards crumble, he might have been indulgent in various pleasures and mistresses, but he was impassively determined not to remarry or have more children.

Because he was a true scoundrel, with a clear vision of human nature. If he were to remarry and have children again, the He Family’s guilt and support would surely diminish significantly.

So, over the many years, although there were women who became pregnant with his child, each was deceived by Xia Guoxiong into terminating the pregnancy, and to this day, there was only the sibling duo, Xia Cheng and Xia Ning.

Although he felt annoyed at the sight of Xia Cheng, who had never brought him any pride, Xia Guoxiong couldn’t neglect his own child, and so...

Xia Guoxiong turned around and stopped in front of Xia Ning, looking down on her from his height, "If we can’t rely on He Xing, we’ll go straight to Old Mr. He then. I refuse to believe they have no connection."

"Shouldn’t we go to the hospital to find He Xing first?" Xia Ning still wanted to see He Xing first, her mind filled with him. The thought of He Xing constantly accompanying Fu Han at the hospital made her heart particularly uncomfortable.

"Fool," Xia Guoxiong said with irritation, as if scolding one who doesn’t meet his expectations, "As long as we go to the He Family, are you afraid He Xing won’t come back?"

"Yes, He Xing will definitely come back," Xia Ning’s eyes brightened as she immediately got up and ran upstairs, "Dad, wait for me. I’ll be right down after I change."

If it were a normal day, Xia Guoxiong would have never waited patiently for Xia Ning, but whenever it concerned He Xing, he treated the matter differently. Not only did he not show any impatience, but he also advised her, seemingly concerned, "Dress up nicely, make sure you look pretty."

...

Liangtao Bar.

Perhaps in the entire A City, Liangtao Bar was the only one open in broad daylight on New Year’s Day.

This bar was Ji Liangchuan’s only establishment in the country, and he had opened it in memory of his former girlfriend. Ji Liangchuan and Taozi combined give the name Liangtao Bar.

Normally, the bar wouldn’t open until four or five in the afternoon, and because of the dazzling lights inside, few people noticed the paintings on the walls.

At around noon, the glass doors of the bar were wide open, and the bar was unexpectedly bright and clean.

Ji Liangchuan, dressed in a blue one-piece work suit, stood in the center of the bar, looking around thoughtfully with his hand propping his chin.

This bar held significant meaning to him because he had personally done all the renovations. Doing everything himself had taken him half a year just to refurbish the place.

But that half year was agony for him, for he undertook the renovation only to give himself an excuse to escape reality. He had just lost Taozi, his life had lost all hope, and he was no different from the living dead. It was during the refurbishment of this bar that he slowly healed himself.