Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 610 - 611: Crying is a Weapon

Chapter 610: Chapter 611: Crying is a Weapon

Xia Guoxiong used to feel immense pride when he looked at Xia Ning’s face, which increasingly resembled that of Du Wanting, because Du Wanting’s beauty had been acknowledged in her era.

It’s no exaggeration to say that from the time Du Wanting was fifteen, plenty of people had come knocking, seeking her hand in marriage.

Unfortunately, the naïve young lady fell into a well-laid trap, and she was never able to extricate herself from it thereafter.

In fact, most people had already seen through Xia Guoxiong’s true intentions at that time, but Xia Guoxiong was very good at concealing them from Du Wanting, and with his years of brainwashing, she grew to love Xia Guoxiong more and more. She increasingly viewed her own parents and relatives as enemies, thinking they couldn’t stand to see her find a happy man.

"Daddy..." Xia Ning looked at Xia Guoxiong with tear-filled eyes, "Daddy, you must help me. I don’t want to go to prison. Daddy, please don’t ignore me."

Xia Guoxiong’s train of thought was interrupted, and his irritation grew even stronger.

He began to regret why he had Xia Ning undergo plastic surgery to look like Du Wanting. His original intention was to constantly remind He Xing not to forget the life-saving grace, but now it seemed that he had harmed himself severely in the attempt to hurt his enemy.

Xia Guoxiong’s feelings for Du Wanting were very complex. Of course, he liked Du Wanting—a pure and beautiful person like her was like an angel to him.

Even when his business improved later on, Xia Guoxiong always felt inferior in Du Wanting’s presence, like a common man gazing up at an angel, embarrassed by his own unworthiness.

It was also because of the dark side of his humanity that he gave up spending money to prolong Du Wanting’s life, for only with her death would there be no one to remind him of his shameful past.

Now, as Xia Guoxiong looked at Xia Ning’s tearful appearance, he truly felt as if he had shot himself in the foot. Displeased that Xia Ning wasn’t attractive enough for He Xing to like her, he wondered why he had chosen to have her undergo plastic surgery to resemble Du Wanting.

At this moment, as he watched Xia Ning cry, his mind was filled with the memory of Du Wanting, who years ago raised two children alone, often tormented by them. He recalled her solitary weeping figure on the balcony late at night.

Back then, Xia Guoxiong didn’t have the extra money to hire a nanny, and since Du Wanting kept stopping him, he just let it be, thinking he couldn’t afford one anyway.

As a result, Xia Guoxiong could only watch as Du Wanting struggled day and night. Just when the children had started growing up a bit, her own health began to fail.

Once, Xia Guoxiong had thought that if he had insisted on hiring a nanny back then, maybe Du Wanting’s health wouldn’t have deteriorated.

But this thought lasted only a second in his heart, because the next second he would tell himself that even if he had truly been willing to spend the money for Du Wanting’s treatment, given her character, she would never have let He Xing die in a car accident, so she would have died anyway.

Xia Guoxiong forcefully suppressed the rage in his heart and looked at Xia Ning expressionlessly. "Crying all the time, can your tears solve the problem? Think about what you’ve done, consider if there’s still a way out, or maybe you can go beg He Xing again."

After saying this, Xia Guoxiong didn’t stay any longer; he turned around and left directly.

On the empty street, Xia Ning was left alone; her tears evaporated in the cold wind. She watched the direction in which Xia Guoxiong’s car had disappeared, her face full of unwillingness.

For Xia Ning, crying had always been her weapon. Her experiences from childhood had taught her that as long as she cried, she would certainly get what she wanted.

The wind grew stronger, and Xia Ning, who had just cried, felt some discomfort in her eyes. She sniffed, feeling a bit cold, and was uncertain about whom to approach to solve her problem.

This was probably the first time in Xia Ning’s memory that she felt utterly helpless and realized the world did not revolve around her—an epiphany that caused her some panic.

...

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Fu Han and Nan Qing were discharged from the hospital together. Although both were injured, they were young and had recovered considerably after a few days of treatment.

The main reason for their early discharge was because of the holiday season, so once the doctor checked and found no issues with them, they were allowed to leave the hospital a day or two earlier, though they would still need follow-up checkups.

However, other issues arose, such as where the two of them would stay after being discharged.

The elder Mr. He and He Xing both hoped Fu Han would return to live in the He Family’s villa on Lanwan Mountain, since it was the holiday season and Fu Han was also willing to go back and keep her grandfather company.

Nan Qing’s parents had the same wish, hoping that Nan Qing would return to the Nangong Family’s villa to spend the Spring Festival with them. Of course, they also invited Wang Yixuan to stay at the Nangong Family villa as well.

But Wang Yixuan was adamant about his decision; he would either stay at Huating No.1 or find a hotel, but he absolutely refused to stay at the Nangong Family residence.

Because of this, Nan Qing even asked Fu Han for help in persuading Wang Yixuan, but Fu Han refused straightforwardly.

The reason was simple: if it weren’t for the fact that Fu Han had been raised by Mr. He himself, if it weren’t for her considering the He Family’s house, where she had lived for nearly twenty years, as her home, she definitely wouldn’t go there to stay.

She and He Xing were not married yet but living together, and although many people do so nowadays, Fu Han still felt uncomfortable with it.

She believed that each step in life should be taken in an orderly manner, and there were significant differences between marriage and dating; boundaries must exist.

If she herself, a woman, was unwilling to live in the house of a fiancé to whom she was not yet married, all the more so for men; especially someone like Wang Yixuan, who obviously had a strong sense of pride and would definitely not agree.

After hearing Fu Han’s opinion, Nan Qing did not insist further. She felt Fu Han had a point but also made a request of her, which was to move in with her to Huating No.1 after the Spring Festival holiday was over.

Speaking of which, Fu Han, Nan Qing, and Wang Yixuan had already lived together for quite a few days. Although Fu Han’s room had its own restroom and balcony, she still felt a bit awkward; she did not like the life of three people living together.

However, seeing Nan Qing’s pleading eyes, the words of refusal somehow couldn’t be spoken; after all, if it hadn’t been for Nan Qing saving her, she wouldn’t now be going to such lengths to keep the "awkward" Wang Yixuan by her side.

Accordingly, although He Xing made clear his refusal with a look, even giving Fu Han a threatening glance, Fu Han still agreed to Nan Qing’s request and consented to move to Huating No.1 that very day.

Having gotten Fu Han’s agreement, Nan Qing excitedly went back to her parents and convinced them that, due to work commitments, once the Spring Festival holiday ended and work resumed, Fu Han would need to return to Huating No.1. To avoid the awkwardness of Fu Han and Wang Yixuan living together as just two persons, she too would move back there.