Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 662 - 663: Really Amnesia

Chapter 662: Chapter 663: Really Amnesia

Fortunately, Xia Guoxiong wasn’t focused on that topic. After carefully considering his daughter’s words, his face revealed a hint of ruthlessness, "What’s the big deal? You’re just having selective amnesia. No matter how they try to treat you, just say you can’t remember, and that’s that. Do you think they can pry open your head to check?"

He Xing had left early that morning. Although he was gone, he arranged a bunch of tests for Xia Ning, along with many treatment plans, which greatly troubled her, yet she didn’t know what to do.

When she heard what Xia Guoxiong had said, her eyes lit up with excitement, and she nodded vigorously, "Dad, you’re so brilliant, you’re the best, how come I didn’t think of that."

This "Dad" sounded much more genuine than the previous one, at least tinged with a bit of surprise and gratitude.

A fleeting look of pride crossed Xia Guoxiong’s face, and the father and daughter talked some more, mainly with Xia Guoxiong asking various questions, wanting to clarify what Xia Ning remembered and what she did not.

Then he taught Xia Ning how to deceive He Xing, insisting that she must use her amnesia to close the distance between them; Xia Ning remembered everything he said.

Indeed, Xia Ning did have selective amnesia. She only had a feeling that the memories in her mind were disjointed, but as to where exactly the gaps were, she had no idea.

Yet, she lied about one thing. She told He Xing that she remembered the sweet memories between them, how Fu Han bullied her, and how her father was so biased.

But the truth was, she had lied. Her memories actually included many instances where she herself had bullied Fu Han, as well as many moments when Xia Guoxiong was very kind to her.

Xia Ning had selective amnesia, but she wasn’t foolish; ever since she met He Xing, every moment was spent competing with Fu Han for He Xing’s attention. So when she realized she had selective amnesia, she didn’t panic at all. Instead, she immediately used acting skills she never displayed on stage to deceive He Xing, hoping to earn more of his pity.

Thus, at this moment, upon hearing Xia Guoxiong’s words, she instantly understood.

The afternoon sun shone brightly through the window, but due to the angle, a large patch of sunlight paradoxically did not envelop Xia Guoxiong and Xia Ning.

Both of them felt like people who, even if they lived under the sun, didn’t have a trace of sunlight about them, or rather, they had nothing to do with the sun at all.

Xia Guoxiong talked with Xia Ning some more, mainly about how she should deceive He Xing, perhaps even take the opportunity to cling to him.

When Xia Guoxiong finally left, the forced smile on Xia Ning’s face disappeared instantly. She brushed her shoulder with a look of disgust, the place Xia Guoxiong had just touched before leaving.

Truthfully, Xia Ning didn’t quite understand herself why she felt such aversion towards her father, an aversion mixed with fear and dread. Every time she saw Xia Guoxiong, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Now that she had finally sent Xia Guoxiong away, she felt much more relaxed. She then took out her phone from under the pillow and opened Whatsapp to send He Xing a message.

She scrolled up through Whatsapp, finding a bunch of messages she had sent out. She scrolled for quite a while before finding He Xing’s reply, a simple: "Got it."

Only three words, it felt as if a teacher had just marked "seen" on a workbook, neither good nor bad, just that calm feeling, like a breeze over a lake surface.

It might stir a little ripple, but once the ripple passed, it seemed like nothing was there, making you wonder if it had ever been there at all.

Xia Ning was not angry about He Xing not replying to her messages. It had always been this way since she was young. He Xing was very busy and seldom replied to her messages, but if Xia Ning really had an issue, he would definitely handle it immediately.

It was precisely because of this that Xia Ning knew for sure that He Xing would read all of her messages; she didn’t ask for much, just that He Xing read the messages she sent out.

Thinking this, a smile crept onto Xia Ning’s lips. She typed word by word, "Brother He Xing, Dad just came over and scolded me fiercely, saying I don’t cherish my life and if I really want to join Mom below, he’ll never bother with me again."

After sending that message, she immediately sent another one, "Brother He Xing, Dad is so fierce, always yelling and scolding me, saying I’m just causing trouble for everyone, it makes me so upset."

Having sent those two messages, Xia Ning’s smile grew smug. She typed another line and sent it to He Xing, "Brother He Xing, now it’s just me alone in the ward, and I’m really bored. Can you come see me early tonight and keep me company for dinner?"

Within a minute, He Xing replied, "I’m busy tonight and can’t make it. I’ll come to see you tomorrow if I’m free."

Visiting Xia Ning that evening was what He Xing had promised her when he left in the morning.

Seeing this message, Xia Ning’s face twisted in anger, but the words she typed were extra gentle, "But Brother He Xing, I’m afraid all by myself, I won’t dare to sleep at night if you’re not here."

"If you can’t sleep, ask the doctor to prescribe you some sleeping pills," He Xing typed back more this time, but his tone was still non-compromising and made it clear there was no room for negotiation.

Xia Ning was so angry that she smashed a cup on the bedside table to pieces and pounded the bed a few times. Once she had vented her rage, she began to send voice messages to He Xing, "I don’t want them, Brother He Xing. If you don’t come see me tonight, I won’t sleep at all."

This time, her message was met with silence, and after waiting for quite a while, she received no response.

Basing on her understanding of He Xing, Xia Ning knew this was his usual tactic—cold treatment, letting Xia Ning deal with the matter herself. Simply put, He Xing did not agree to Xia Ning’s request.

Xia Ning bit her lip so hard, nearly drawing blood, her mind racing as she tried to figure out how to get He Xing to come over. She was someone who would never give up until she achieved her goal.

Suddenly, there came a knock on the door. A strange man stood at the doorway, his large, exaggerated peach blossom eyes seemed to laugh without speaking at Xia Ning, who remained silent.

"Who are you?" Xia Ning’s eyebrows shot up high, full of wariness. She already had her hand on the emergency call button, ready to call the nurses at any moment; but for some reason, she felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if the man in front of her was not simple, and in the end, she didn’t press the call button.

The man at the door was strange too. He saw Xia Ning with the emergency call button, but he appeared very calm, with no sign of panic whatsoever.