Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 683 - 685: A Not So Romantic Lunch

Chapter 683: Chapter 685: A Not So Romantic Lunch

But Xia Ning’s mood was far from good. The romantic lunch for two she had been looking forward to since last night had turned into a breakfast for three. How could she be happy?

To get ready for this lunch, she had woken up early in the morning to do her makeup, and was even touching up right before leaving. Little did she know, Liang Tao was already sitting in the passenger seat when she got into the car; it was He Xing’s one-sided decision to invite Liang Tao to join them for a meal, and he hadn’t informed Xia Ning in advance.

For a moment, Xia Ning felt like she didn’t want to go to lunch at all, but this thought lasted for less than a second. In the end, she obediently got in the car.

She thought it through clearly. Even with Liang Tao being there, it was still better than having lunch without He Xing; at least she could lift her head and see He Xing.

But wishful thinking was plush, and reality was bony.

During the meal, He Xing either remained silent or discussed work with Liang Tao.

They were serious when talking about work, and Xia Ning, wanting to interject but not knowing what to say, couldn’t. Moreover, although Xia Ning persistently badgered He Xing, she was actually quite afraid of him. As soon as He Xing’s expression turned stern, Xia Ning didn’t even dare to breathe too heavily, let alone insist on having a conversation with him.

As a result, both He Xing and Liang Tao had their fill of the meal. Liang Tao kept praising the food, saying he would definitely bring Zhao Ting here next time. But what about Xia Ning? She didn’t feel like eating in the morning and didn’t eat much at lunch either. She was truly frustrated.

By just before two o’clock in the afternoon, Xia Guoxiong had finally arrived. He waddled in, his lips greasy as sausages, clearly having enjoyed a hearty lunch.

As a father, he was truly unqualified. Xia Ning was still in the hospital, and Xia Cheng was in prison, yet he went about his days as if nothing had happened, barely visiting Xia Ning.

In fact, it wasn’t to say that Xia Guoxiong hadn’t done anything; at least he reminded He Xing to visit Xia Ning in the hospital with the frequency of three meals a day, making it seem like it was He Xing’s responsibility.

If it weren’t for the meeting that afternoon, Xia Guoxiong would still not have come. Even when he did show up, it was just on time, showing no particular concern for Xia Ning’s situation.

He Xing had arranged for a small, round table office, and in the afternoon they discussed Xia Ning’s condition there.

The doctors first announced the examination results, stating that Xia Ning’s physical injury from cutting her wrists had mostly healed, except for the deep wounds that couldn’t be completely removed.

Then, they addressed Xia Ning’s amnesia. Xia Ning had undergone almost all the exams related to neurology, and the results showed no problems with her brain.

This meant that, according to the examination results, Xia Ning was not supposed to have amnesia, yet she insisted that she couldn’t remember many things.

To corroborate this, Xia Ning even underwent a lie detector test, but the results were that she hadn’t lied.

He Xing had spent quite a bit of money inviting experts from all over the country for Xia Ning’s consultation today, but unexpectedly, the final conclusion wasn’t much different from the initial one.

He felt as if he had wasted a whole day, wanting to say something, yet not knowing what to say. He looked at Xia Ning and dropped the sentence, "Go rest, I’m leaving," then prepared to leave.

Xia Ning couldn’t let He Xing leave like this. She immediately ran in front of him and cautiously said, "He Xing, the doctor said I should get out and walk around more. I didn’t want to go down alone, but will you accompany me for a walk, please?"

Seeing He Xing’s face darken, she quickly spoke again, "Just for a bit, just for a little while, okay? I wanted to ask Dad to accompany me, but he left."

It was only then that He Xing realized Xia Guoxiong was nowhere to be found. He had just been there a moment ago, so where could he have gone?

But upon reflection, that made sense. According to the news, Xia Guoxiong had been busy dealing with Xia Cheng’s affairs lately, naturally lacking the energy to take care of Xia Ning.

After thinking for a while, He Xing turned to Liang Tao and said, "Go wait for me by the car. I’ll be there soon."

He then walked ahead toward the elevator. Xia Ning knew he was going to accompany her for a walk, and her heart bloomed with joy. She ran after him.

Behind the Inpatient Department was a garden, specifically designated by the hospital for the patients to walk and recuperate. The garden was simple, with plants that weren’t particularly valuable.

Somehow, though, flowers bloomed here all year round.

The small garden featured everything one might need: corridors, grapevines, ivies, and large trees that several people couldn’t wrap their arms around; there were swings, a pavilion, and long benches.

Xia Ning chose a swing to sit on. She held onto the swing with one hand, her lively feet swinging back and forth underneath her, making her look particularly energetic.

Tilting her head back, she looked at He Xing, who stood about a meter away, and smiled sweetly, "He Xing, can you give me a push?"

He Xing nodded and, without expression, walked behind Xia Ning. He grabbed the rope and gently pushed, sending Xia Ning flying high.

Her laughter, like bells, rang out from her throat as she swung back and forth, a sound as delightful as wind chimes stirred by a breeze.

But He Xing acted as if he heard nothing; he continued to push the rope next to the swing without any direct contact with Xia Ning.

His eyes gazed at the sky, with its blue as piercing as if cleansed with water, and the clusters of white clouds looking as lovely as burst cotton.

In this world, very few things are pure and unadulterated, but the blue skies and white clouds are the epitome of purity, just as Fu Han’s smile and her eyes are the embodiment of innocence.

He Xing decided that upon returning to the office, he needed to work quickly so he could pick up Fu Han from work and take her home. With Nan Qing gone, there was no reason for her to continue staying at Huating No.1.

As he watched the sky, Xia Ning was also looking back at He Xing.

His face was the most beautiful thing Xia Ning had ever seen in the world. She had once visited art exhibitions to cultivate her artistic appreciation and found that not even many sculptural works were as good-looking as He Xing’s profile.

As she watched, her body unconsciously leaned towards He Xing, initially managing to maintain her balance. But as she got closer to He Xing, her body gradually fell out of control, and finally, she screamed and toppled over.

No one knew exactly how it all happened. He Xing only realized something was wrong when he heard the scream. He quickly squatted down to check on Xia Ning. In just a moment, Xia Ning’s face was smeared with blood, looking particularly horrifying.