Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 154 - The Self-Harming Trick

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: The Self-Harming Trick

Chapter 154 -154: The Self-Harming Trick

“Scoundrel, playing the injured card,” Fu Han’s face turned red as she pushed He Xing’s hand away. Yet, she was still concerned about his hand and didn’t dare use too much force.

“Ouch!” He Xing immediately clutched his own hand and exaggeratedly cried out, “It’s not an act, it really hurts, look if you don’t believe me.”

As he spoke, he stubbornly extended his hand towards Fu Han, his handsome face crumpling in genuine pain.

Fu Han’s heart softened once more; while gently blowing on He Xing’s fingers, she said with concern, “I’ll drive you to the hospital to get your fingers checked.”

He Xing took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Fu Han’s waist. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he whispered, “Xiaohan, you’re much better than any doctor. Just help me treat this wound and that’ll be enough.”

This was the first time Fu Han saw He Xing act so coquettishly. Her heart melted into a mess. After instructing him to wait patiently, she hurried off to find the first aid kit.

As she descended the stairs, she ran into Bai Wei, who was carrying several jewelry boxes upstairs. Bai Wei started to smirk meaningfully, “He Xing managed to cheer you up so quickly?”

Fu Han’s face began to burn again. She rushed downstairs, not wanting to engage with Bai Wei at all.

But Bai Wei refused to miss this opportunity, leaning over the second-floor railing to call out to Fu Han’s retreating figure, “Fu Han, don’t let yourself be easily coaxed, otherwise men will never learn their lesson.”

“Who said I was coaxed?” Fu Han replied, rather defensively, while searching for the medical box in the storage cabinet.

Bai Wei laughed heartily and slowly returned to her room with the jewelry boxes in arms.

He Xing, lying on Fu Han’s bed, heard Bai Wei’s words. He came out with a cold expression, blocking Bai Wei at the doorway, “Can’t you wish me some good for once? Always stirring up trouble.”

“If you were truly a flawless boyfriend, would I even have the opportunity to stir trouble?” Bai Wei snorted through her nose, unapologetically stating, “That Xia Ning bothers me a lot. Continue to spoil her, and I’ll continue to stir things up.”

He Xing’s expression darkened, but he was unable to refute her words.

Bai Wei waved her hand, smugly returning to her room.

Footsteps resounded in the stairwell. He Xing sprinted back to Fu Han’s room and quickly kicked off his shoes, once again sprawling on her bed in the shape of a “big” character.

Fu Han stood at the door for a few seconds, her mind conjuring some not-so-child-friendly scenes. Feeling guilty, she lamented in her heart, “Sinful, sinful, to think of such things at this time.”

He Xing turned over, supporting his forehead with his hand, lying on the bed in a pose reminiscent of a drunken imperial concubine. He wore a “grievously wronged” smile and said to Fu Han, “Why aren’t you coming in? I’m dying of impatience here.”

“Who told you to lie on my bed? Get down,” Fu Han said as she entered, her face flushing. She deliberately opened the half-ajar door fully, as if to signify that her heart was free of any improper thoughts.

Unable to hold back any longer, He Xing burst into laughter. He rolled around on Fu Han’s bed and kissed her pillow before reluctantly getting up.

Even as anger bubbled inside her, Fu Han couldn’t get mad at He Xing’s childish antics.

She carefully examined his fingers. Aside from the index finger being a bit red, the others looked normal. Fu Han finally relaxed.

After all the fuss, Fu Han merely disinfected He Xing’s finger. To ensure He Xing didn’t think she was just going through the motions, she still applied a band-aid to it.

At the end, she patted the back of He Xing’s hand and said earnestly, “Luckily you didn’t agree to go to the hospital, because if we had and discovered that the hand healed itself, what would we have done?”

It took He Xing a few seconds to realize that Fu Han had made a dry joke.

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The two looked at each other and burst out laughing together, laughing so hard they couldn’t even straighten their backs.

Laughter filled the room where Fu Han had grown up. How long had it been since it was filled with such cheer? Perhaps three years, or maybe four, who remembers?

While laughing, He Xing watched Fu Han, wishing time could stop at this moment; and even if it couldn’t, he would always remember Fu Han as she was right then.

Branches of the Parasol Tree stretched diagonally onto the balcony, where a myna bird hopped about, infusing the barren tree with vibrant life.

Looking closely, one could see tender green buds on the tree trunk, signaling that spring was on its way.

A bit further away, the sunlight shone onto green plum trees, illuminating every corner of the yard.

Where there is sunlight, there is also darkness, but laughter can delay the dark from coming, just a little bit longer.

He Xing wrapped his arms around Fu Han as they sat together in the balcony swing, tightly holding her slender waist, “Xiaohan, I know you’re angry that I haven’t made clear boundaries with Xia Ning. It’s definitely my fault. Although I can’t promise never to deal with Xia Ning again, I will certainly try to keep my distance from her in the future.”

“Then… I’ll trust you one more time,” Fu Han’s voice was soft and nasal, revealing a trace of attachment as it wafted through the window.

…

Xia Family’s villa.

Qin Xiaonian was bent over, applying egg on Xia Ning’s face; the handprint on her face was too obvious. She should have gone to the hospital, but the Xia family was superstitious and unwilling to go to the hospital on New Year’s Day, so they had to opt for this treatment.

Because of the pain, Xia Ning’s face was contorted like a bitter melon. She turned and slapped Qin Xiaonian squarely, “You idiot, do you want to kill me with your strength?”

“Sorry, Lady,” Qin Xiaonian apologized immediately without a second thought, even though she had been as gentle as possible.

Qin Xiaonian was the assistant that Xia Guoxiong had hired for Xia Ning, intended to take care of her daily needs on the crew.

But Xia Ning had grown used to Qin Xiaonian’s care and didn’t let her go home even during the crew’s break; instead, she took her back to the Xia family, of course promising a hefty overtime pay.

Money talks, and Qin Xiaonian was utterly obedient to Xia Ning, having somewhat become her henchman; but subservience was only on the surface. Every night before sleep, Qin Xiaonian would silently berate Xia Ning from head to toe.

It was the same at this moment. While her lips were apologizing, her eyes revealed undisguised disgust and schadenfreude where Xia Ning couldn’t see them.

The door of the villa was opened from outside, and a draft of cold air swept in with it.

“Dad, we’ve settled on the time for the Xia family’s banquet. Here’s the list of invites for you to review,” Xia Cheng walked into the living room, still not forgetting to pull out a document from his briefcase. He seemed incredibly work-oriented, not ceasing to discuss work even while walking.

But only Xia Ning knew that these tasks were certainly not done by Xia Cheng but by someone he’d assigned.