Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 649 - 650: Angry Emotions

Chapter 649: Chapter 650: Angry Emotions

A cold snort escaped from Fu Han’s mouth as she responded with angry laughter, "He Xing, what explanation do you have for me now?"

"Xiaohan, things are not what you think. Xia Ning got injured, lost her memory, can’t remember anything. That’s why she’s acting this way," He Xing hurriedly tried to explain.

As he spoke, he stood up, intending to reach Fu Han’s side, his every glance and expression filled with urgency.

Unfortunately, just as he stood up, Xia Ning had already grabbed hold of the hem of his clothes, "Brother He Xing, I... I’m scared. Fu Han always bullies me, don’t go to her."

"Xia Ning, don’t be scared, let go quickly, I have something to take care of," He Xing forced back his impatience as he pulled his clothes out of Xia Ning’s grasp, "Stay here and don’t wander off, I need to step out briefly."

Fu Han, watching the scene unfold before her, felt as if she were observing a farce. She nodded her head, smiling with a mixture of sorrow and radiance, "He Xing, is this what you call amnesia? Remembering you and me, and also that I bullied her, is this amnesia?"

"Xiaohan, no, it’s selective amnesia," He Xing explained in a hurry. "The doctor has checked. Xia Ning suffered a trauma, resulting in some memory loss."

"Selective amnesia?" Fu Han let out another cold laugh, her arms crossed over her chest mockingly, "So, am I to understand that whatever Xia Ning claims to remember, she remembers, and what she doesn’t, she doesn’t?"

He Xing felt that Fu Han’s words were a bit too much, but he knew that if he objected, she would get even angrier.

Thus, He Xing measured his words, trying to sound as objective as possible, "Xiaohan, you’re not entirely wrong to say that. Theoretically, it’s possible. But her doctor has made a diagnosis, so Xia Ning truly has amnesia."

Seeing He Xing defend Xia Ning like this made Fu Han feel like exploding with rage, especially as she saw Xia Ning looking innocent while hiding behind He Xing, fuming even more.

All reason and manners were gone; at that moment, Fu Han’s heart was only filled with boundless anger.

As she walked towards He Xing and the others, she said, "Doctor’s diagnosis? How did the doctor diagnose her? Did they use high-tech equipment or just ask a few questions to confirm it?"

"Xiaohan, stop making a fuss without reason," A feeling of exhaustion emerged in He Xing’s heart as he looked at the fuming Fu Han in front of him, feeling somewhat estranged from her. Still, he managed to maintain his composure, "Whether memory is complete or incomplete is difficult to ascertain. I can only say that when you lost your memory, we used the same methods to diagnose you as we did for Xia Ning’s selective amnesia."

"I had amnesia?" Fu Han stopped one meter away from He Xing, her head nodding as her smile grew strangely radiant, "Alright, so you mean to say, if I now doubt Xia Ning’s amnesia, you could also suspect my past amnesia was fake?"

An abrupt scream rang out in the ward; Xia Ning had, for some reason, begun clutching her head and crying out, her state resembling madness.

He Xing immediately turned to check on Xia Ning, "Xia Ning, what’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I... I..." Xia Ning threw herself into He Xing’s arms, pointing at Fu Han, "Brother He Xing, tell her to leave, tell her to go away! She pushed me into the water; she wants to kill me, she wants to kill me."

Fu Han was becoming increasingly annoyed, as she took a step forward and was about to speak. But He Xing suddenly turned back to her, pleading, "Xiaohan, could you wait outside for me? I’ll come out and explain everything to you very soon."

This was something Fu Han never dreamed would happen; no, more correctly, she never imagined this scene would replay before her, He Xing sheltering Xia Ning in his arms and even asking her to leave.

Fu Han felt an overwhelming disappointment with He Xing. She considered walking away, but thought that would let He Xing and Xia Ning off too easily.

Without any apparent motion, Fu Han reached out and grabbed Xia Ning by the collar.

With a tug, she dragged Xia Ning towards her, and a loud slap sounded throughout the ward.

Accompanied by the sound was Fu Han’s angry voice, "Xia Ning, I’ve long had an issue with you. It was you and your brother who pushed me into the swimming pool, yet you have the audacity to twist the truth here? Also, you think I don’t know about the times you’ve tried to have me killed? It was you who ordered Yi Lixing to find someone to take my life; don’t think I am unaware."

He Xing had already extended his hand to pull Xia Ning back, but upon hearing Fu Han’s words, his movement abruptly stopped; he too was somewhat eager to hear how Xia Ning would respond.

After a few minutes of silence in the ward, Xia Ning burst into loud tears, sitting on the floor with a thump, kicking her legs around in the manner of a petulant, upset child throwing a tantrum.

She pointed at Fu Han and cried out heart-wrenchingly, "You bully me! You just know how to bully me, and Brother He Xing won’t even help me!"

Fu Han was stunned. Up until now, she had truly believed Xia Ning’s amnesia was an act. However, given Xia Ning’s extreme pursuit of beauty, it seemed highly unlikely that she would willingly throw a tantrum on the floor, lacking all dignity.

She couldn’t help but think to herself, had she really misjudged the situation? Could Xia Ning have genuinely lost her memory?

He Xing approached Fu Han, glancing at Xia Ning, who now bore a clear slap mark on one half of her cheek, indicating Fu Han’s lack of mercy.

Feeling an anger rising within him, he still managed to refrain from losing his temper. Instead, he bent down to help Xia Ning up, whispering comforting words, "It’s alright, it’s over. Don’t cry."

However, his attempt to comfort only made Xia Ning cry even harder. She clung to He Xing’s arm, her shoulders trembling with sobs, "Brother He Xing, you promised to protect me, please go hit Fu Han for me. She’s so mean, a mean woman!"

"Enough, stop talking." He Xing’s face went completely stern, his expressionless demeanor as he faced Xia Ning was unmistakably intimidating, "I don’t like people who cry all the time."

"I... won’t cry anymore!" Although tears still ran down her face, Xia Ning hurriedly held back the tears in her eyes out of fear, "Brother He Xing, as long as I don’t cry, you won’t leave me, right?"

He Xing guiltily glanced at Fu Han, whose face looked even worse than the bottom of a burnt pot.

On the other side, Xia Ning, having not received a response, continued to ask in desperation, "Brother He Xing, speak up. You promised, you won’t leave me, right?"