Chapter 73: Chapter 73 - 73 Dissolution of Engagement 073

Chapter 73: Dissolution of Engagement 073 Chapter 73: Dissolution of Engagement 073 As he retreated to the doorway, he smiled, a smile that resembled the last beautiful bloom of a flower before being struck by hail: “You’re right, I shouldn’t be so selfish, you… you are free, I won’t force you anymore.”

Fu Han’s anger was suddenly ignited in an instant, she propped herself up and looked at He Xing: “He Xing, you speak so righteously now, do you dare to say you don’t know why Yang Kaitai is attacking me online?”

He Xing’s already pale face turned even paler: “Who told you that?”

“Do I need someone to tell me?” Fu Han sneered nonstop: “The charm of Miss Xia is irresistible; the sole heir of the electronics tycoon is completely smitten with her. I have no quarrel with Yang Kaitai in thousands of miles, nor recent grievances, so why would he go to such lengths to target me? Businessmen don’t rise early for nothing.”

After learning that the online public opinion incident was orchestrated by Yang Kaitai behind the scenes, Fu Han knew that it couldn’t be detached from Xia Ning.

She believed that He Xing definitely knew this too, she didn’t say anything and was just waiting to see how He Xing would handle it, whether he would deal with it fairly and justly, or once again turn a blind eye to the misdeeds of the daughter of his life-saving benefactor.

After a long silence, He Xing said seriously, “I’ve said that I will handle that matter for you. I won’t let off anyone who has hurt you.”

Fu Han turned her head away: “There’s no need, I have no relationship with Young Master He anymore, and I don’t need Young Master He to trouble himself over my affairs, I can handle it myself.”

“Don’t say that, we…”

However, the words that He Xing blurted out in a rush were interrupted by Fu Han: “Young Master He, please don’t say such things. Xia Ning is the daughter of your life-saving benefactor, would you truly lay a hand on her? I bet you wouldn’t even let her say she’s sorry.”

“Who says I won’t…”

He Xing eagerly started to speak again, but once more his words were cut off before he could finish.

This time, however, it wasn’t Fu Han who interrupted him, but the noise from outside the door, sounding like Su Cheng was trying to stop someone, and another group of people trying to enter, among which one voice was especially overbearing.

Fu Han’s pale face revealed a brilliant smile: “Young Master He, your childhood sweetheart is here, aren’t you going to hurry out to greet her?”

Even if she turned to ashes, she would never forget the voice of Xia Ning, let alone now when Xia Ning seemed to be using a megaphone, making it difficult not to hear her.

He Xing didn’t answer Fu Han’s words, he pulled the door open with a swish.

Su Cheng stood with his back to the ward, alone facing Xia Ning and her entourage of about a dozen bodyguards.

As soon as Xia Ning saw He Xing, she began to put the blame on others first: “Brother He Xing, look at this person stopping me. I specifically wanted to come here to see Sister Fu Han, look, I even brought her flowers.”

“Lady Xia’s flowers and kind intentions, I dare not accept. If you really wish me well, you better leave quickly, lest seeing you makes me even more annoyed.” Fu Han felt uncomfortable all over just looking at Xia Ning, especially with her pretentious expression, the kind that makes one want to get a sty in their eye at a single glance.

The smile on Xia Ning’s face stiffened, a vicious light flashed in her eyes, but the next second she was rubbing her eyes and sniffling, tears flowing down like they were free of charge: “Sister Fu Han, you… I know you also like Brother He Xing, but He Xing and I have mutual affection for each other, please give us your blessing.”

He Xing glared at Xia Ning: “What are you talking about? I’ve told you I only regard you as…”

“As a sister, right.” Xia Ning’s tears did not stop as she looked at He Xing with innocent eyes: “Brother He Xing, you told me as long as Fu Han doesn’t call off the engagement, you and I can only be like siblings, I haven’t forgotten.”

Whether by misfortune or a blessing, stimulated by Xia Ning’s provocation, Fu Han’s headache lessened a lot. She propped herself up to sit and looked at Xia Ning with a smile; she was curious to see what tricks Xia Ning was playing now.

Xia Ning didn’t expect to not anger Fu Han, she felt somewhat surprised. If it were three years ago, Fu Han would have already been furious to the point of climbing the walls.

One ploy failing, Xia Ning came up with another idea. She walked to He Xing’s side with a pitiful expression: “Brother He Xing, don’t be mad at me. I know I shouldn’t have spoken out about what you told me, but I got jealous. I don’t want you to have any relations with other women.”

He Xing’s handsome face remained expressionless, he looked at Xia Ning coldly: “When have I ever said those words to you? Let me repeat, my fiancée is Fu Han and will only be Fu Han. If you still want to be a normal friend, you should leave now, or don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Over here! Everyone, come quick!”

Noisy voices arose, countless footsteps began, drawing nearer from afar.

Su Cheng originally stood by the window; hearing this, he dashed in front of Fu Han while saying, “The paparazzi are here, close the door quickly.”

However, He Xing’s actions were a few steps slower than the paparazzi, and in the blink of an eye, the room was packed with a throng of paparazzi, flashbulbs directed at Fu Han, He Xing, and Xia Ning.

Xia Ning looked at Fu Han with teary red eyes full of grievance: “Sister Fu Han, I know you hate me, as long as you agree to bless me and Brother He Xing, I will never bother you again.”

Fu Han looked up at He Xing; his face looked terrible, pale without a trace of color, his dark eyes staring at Fu Han with a complexity that was hard to articulate.

The two locked eyes for nearly a minute, but in the end, it was Fu Han who turned away her gaze. She looked at the room full of paparazzi: “The matters between me, He Xing, and Xia Ning, I’ve already made very clear at noon. I came back to the country to cancel my engagement with He Xing, whether he likes Xia Ning or Dong Ning, I don’t want to know and I’m not interested. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”

When her words fell, she could even feel a wave of despair spreading from He Xing, for a moment her heart softened, there was an impulse to take back the words she had just spoken.

He Xing stepped forward, wanting to speak, but Xia Ning, fierce and bold, grabbed He Xing’s arm, leaned into his ear, and whispered softly: “Brother He Xing, don’t forget what you said at the board meeting today; Fu Han is helping you, don’t let her goodwill be in vain.”

…

Inside the Lamborghini.

Xia Ning sat in the passenger seat with a sweet smile on her face, her favorite spot, countless times she dreamed of claiming it as hers alone.

He Xing’s hands with distinct knuckles were gripping the steering wheel so hard that veins bulged. He looked straight ahead, and suddenly asked: “Xia Ning, how did you know the content of He Group’s board meeting today?”

Corporate meetings are confidential, especially the top-level board meetings like this.

Xia Ning’s smile stiffened for a moment, but the next second she smiled even more brilliantly: “Brother He Xing, I guessed it, you see, He Group’s stock took a harsh fall today, and the directors coming to you is definitely not for anything good.”