Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 640 - 641: Unpleasant Conversation

Chapter 640: Chapter 641: Unpleasant Conversation

Xia Guoxiong walked around the ward, voicing all kinds of complaints—the ward was too small, the furniture was very shabby, the sofa was worn out, the glass coffee table was not wiped clean—in short, he was unsatisfied with everything.

He Xing honestly found this very annoying. Why so fussy when staying in the hospital, especially since this was the VIP Ward, and the conditions were indeed not bad.

But he couldn’t refute Xia Guoxiong, he could only pretend not to hear. Anyway, what He Xing thought was that no matter what Xia Guoxiong said, he wouldn’t respond.

Xia Guoxiong kept talking by himself, but soon found it meaningless, and lethargically shut his mouth.

When he saw He Xing sitting by the bed, yet pulling out his phone and seemingly doing something else, Xia Guoxiong’s face twisted again.

He bit his lip hard and pinched himself savagely, and immediately shiny tears moistened his eyes. "Why is my life so tough? I lost my wife at a young age, and on my own, I raised two children through all the hardships. Now that they have grown up, I’m not destined to enjoy life. One has been framed by Qin Nuan and ended up in the Detention Center. He might even be jailed; the other fell for someone who doesn’t love her back and even attempted suicide because of that person. What sins did I commit? Does the Almighty want me to end my life in solitude?"

Initially, He Xing was determined not to respond to anything he said. However, some of Xia Guoxiong’s words were true and related to him. He couldn’t just ignore them.

He Xing adjusted his emotions and said with as calm a voice as possible, "Uncle Xia, don’t say that. The doctor said Xia Ning will be fine; and as for Xia Cheng, if he recognizes his mistakes and behaves well in jail, he might get released earlier."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Guoxiong glared at He Xing as if looking at a stranger and said with indignant righteousness, "He Xing, you promised me before that if I died, you would take care of Xia Cheng and Xia Ning. You haven’t forgotten, have you?"

He Xing had indeed made such a promise, but that was because a few years ago, Xia Guoxiong needed surgery for a perforated stomach from too much drinking. Even though everyone assured him that the surgery had a low risk, Xia Guoxiong still insisted on having He Xing promise to take care of Xia Cheng and Xia Ning and the Xia Group if anything were to happen to him.

He Xing thought to himself that he had found the best doctor for Xia Guoxiong. The chances of a mishap were very slim, so his "promise" had not been particularly important. He made that promise to comfort Xia Guoxiong.

But he never expected Xia Guoxiong to bring it up against him now.

He wanted to argue back, but he felt it was difficult to do so in front of the unconscious Xia Ning, especially when she still bore a face similar to Du Wanting’s.

He Xing’s sigh finally couldn’t be suppressed anymore. He spoke with a hint of helplessness, "Uncle Xia, if you have any good ideas, please share them. Maybe I can help."

A glint of hope appeared in Xia Guoxiong’s eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He had been waiting for these words and finally heard them.

"Cough cough..." Xia Guoxiong adopted the pompous tone he had used for decades and said, "He Xing, your uncle isn’t trying to make things difficult for you, but could you spare Yi Lixing? By doing so, you save both Xia Cheng and Xia Ning. If Auntie Du knew in the netherworld, she would be grateful to you."

"That’s not the way it works." He Xing’s willpower was incredibly strong, and he almost instantly pinpointed the crux of the problem. He said expressionlessly, word by word, "Uncle Xia, no matter how many times you ask me, I’ll still say the same thing: Yi Lixing hurt Fu Han, and I have no right to forgive anyone on her behalf."

"So you’ll just ignore Xia Cheng and Xia Ning?" Xia Guoxiong’s face fell, and his tears, not yet dry, added to his aggrieved look. He said resentfully, "Yes, Fu Han was hurt, but hasn’t she recovered? Now the most important thing is to save Xia Cheng and Xia Ning. By choosing an already healed Fu Han over Xia Cheng and Xia Ning, are you really doing justice to their mother?"

He Xing did not want to be so blunt, but Xia Guoxiong was determined to push this issue with him to the end, causing the last bit of patience in Xia Guoxiong’s heart to evaporate completely.

His face also darkened, and he said coldly, "Uncle Xia, you’re constantly equivocating, trying to convince me that forgiving Yi Lixing will solve Xia Cheng’s and Xia Ning’s problems. So in your heart, only Xia Cheng and Xia Ning are humans worthy of being saved? What about Fu Han? She’s clearly an innocent party. Why shouldn’t she be allowed to seek legitimate redress for her injuries?"

"I..." Xia Guoxiong’s face momentarily betrayed guilt, but the next second, his tears started flowing again. "He Xing, that’s not what I meant. I’m saying that now Yi Lixing’s life can save two lives. This is a good deal. As for Fu Han, I’m aware of the injustice she’s faced. I will certainly compensate her later."

"Compensation? There’s no need for that." He Xing was now thoroughly enraged and looked coldly at Xia Guoxiong, saying, "One thing at a time, Xia Cheng has only himself to blame for his current situation; as for Xia Ning, I believe that falsehoods cannot turn into truth. If Xia Ning hasn’t done anything to harm Fu Han, I assure you she’ll be fine."

Xia Guoxiong felt hope slowly draining from his heart as he knew that no matter what he said, he wouldn’t be able to sway He Xing. He muttered, "Is there really no room for maneuver? I went to see Xia Cheng at the Detention Center a few days ago, and he truly realizes his mistake; and as you know his past relationship with Qin Nuan, they were lovers, so what they did was consensual, not rape."

"Telling these things to me is pointless. Take it up with the judge and see if they believe you," He Xing retorted, no longer as calm as before and even bearing a clear hint of fury.

Xia Guoxiong was full of discontent. As he was about to speak, something he saw out of the corner of his eye caught his attention, and ultimately he held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

After a suffocating silence, Xia Guoxiong suddenly yawned loudly and abruptly changed the subject. "He Xing, I’m getting old and can’t stay up late. Plus, I haven’t been sleeping well lately because of the trouble with those siblings. I’m going to go and lie down for a while. Xia Ning is in your hands, and I’ll come relieve you when the day breaks."

There was no flaw in what he said, and since He Xing had no intention of leaving anyway, he readily agreed, "Uncle Xia, you should go back and get some good rest. I’ll be here, and I’ll give you a call if anything happens. You don’t have to hurry over tomorrow morning; it’s most important that you rest well."