Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 67 - 0 give an explanation

Chapter 67: 067 give an explanation

Chapter 67: 067 give an explanation

“I heard you.” Fu Han retracted her gaze and sincerely looked at He Xing, “Thank you for helping me as a friend.”

“You’re wrong, it’s fiancé.” He Xing finished speaking and, without giving Fu Han a chance to explain, stepped down from the stage.

From his entrance to his exit, the whole episode lasted no more than a minute, but during that minute, the photographers’ cameras never stopped clicking.

Fu Han didn’t have time to care what those gossiping journalists thought. She took the kiwi and lemon off the podium and bit into an apple with a big bite.

Then she took a photo with one hand holding the apple against the backdrop of the blue sky.

The background of blue sky and white clouds was illusory, the red apple with its off-white flesh, and faintly visible apple seed added interest, but what was most striking was the bite mark on the edge of the apple, stained with red lipstick, creating an unforgettable impression, leading to endless conjecture.

The results of the competition were out quickly. This time Fu Han ranked first with a score of 9.5, and together with her second-place performance before, her overall score put her in first place.

The top three winners stood on the podium, and the award presenters were He Xing, Xia Guoxiong, and Luo Qinghe.

Luo Qinghe took the chance when no one was paying attention to give Fu Han a “ye” gesture with his hand. His playful expression didn’t quite match his formal suit.

No one knew if it was intentional or not, but the person presenting the award to Fu Han turned out to be He Xing.

When He Xing hung the medal around Fu Han’s neck, the whole venue erupted. Some people were so excited they even ran up front to take photos, as if afraid to miss anything.

The host passed the microphone, inviting people to speak.

When it was Xia Guoxiong’s turn, he held the microphone, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at Fu Han, as if deciding what to say.

For some reason, Fu Han suddenly felt an odd sensation in her heart, as if she was being watched by a venomous snake.

Xia Guoxiong finally spoke, “He Xing, I have watched you grow up since you were a child, and in my heart, you’re just like Xiaoning and Xiaocheng. Today, I want to ask you a question, will you answer me truthfully?”

In such a competition, typically people would express their congratulations to the winners, so no one expected Xia Guoxiong to directly address He Xing in front of everyone.

In the midst of the commotion, the host finally reacted and handed the microphone to He Xing.

He Xing stepped forward, subtly positioning himself between Fu Han and Xia Guoxiong: “Uncle Xia, with the deep connection between the Xia and He Families, you can ask me anything, and I will answer honestly.”

“Very well,” Xia Guoxiong nodded in satisfaction, took two steps toward He Xing, and asked, “Uncle Xia wants to know, you and Xiaoning stayed out one night some time ago, when do you plan on explaining this to her?”

The whole crowd was in uproar; no one expected Xia Guoxiong to say such a thing in front of everyone.

What was more dramatic was that behind them on the large screen, there were photos being displayed of He Xing and Xia Ning. In the glittering lights of the bar, they were sitting together drinking; Xia Ning drunk, clinging to He Xing’s leg; He Xing carrying her away in a princess hold; and photos of them going into a hotel together as well as leaving separately the following morning.

Fu Han looked very carefully; the clothes they wore entering the hotel that evening and when they left the next morning were the same.

She turned to look at He Xing, who still wore an expressionless face, but his dark eyes were roiling like stormy seas, carrying the potential for devastation.

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Without needing to ask, she knew it was true—at least, at this moment, the photos displayed on the large screen were real.

The journalists below were excited beyond measure: “President He, are you and Lady Xia Ning in a relationship?”

“President He, it is said that you have an engagement with Miss Fu Han; is this true?”

“President He, regarding the previous online affairs between you, Miss Fu Han, and Lady Xia Ning, what is your perspective?”

“Miss Fu Han, did you use some means to make the He Family agree to your engagement with President He?”

“Miss Fu Han, do you fancy President He or do you like Young Master Luo Qinghe?”

“Young Master Luo Qinghe, are you secretly in love with Miss Fu Han?”

“President He, it is rumored that in order to secure Miss Fu Han’s victory in this competition, you offered the filming rights of a movie with a two-hundred-million investment as a trade. Is this true?”

“Young Master Luo Qinghe, it is rumored that to help Miss Fu Han win the championship, you used the influence of the Li Family to pressure the organizers. Is there any truth to this?”

Questions like these kept coming, each more pointed than the last, each a hammer pounding heavily on Fu Han, draining the color from her face.

He Xing reached out, pulling Fu Han behind him to protect her: “Ladies and gentlemen, these matters have nothing to do with Fu Han. Please don’t make it difficult for her…”

“Big brother He Xing!” A soft and coquettish female voice rang out, interrupting He Xing, and the crowd parted to reveal a path. Xia Ning appeared at the end of the path, walking step by step towards He Xing.

Today, Xia Ning was dressed in a beige knitted dress that hugged her figure, with delicate lace at the collar, cuffs, and hem. The front of the dress had a row of pearl buttons, and a matching pearl butterfly brooch was pinned to her chest.

Her long hair was half tied up, secured with a rhinestone hair clip, while the rest draped over her shoulders, mixing sophistication with a touch of laziness.

With her delicate makeup, Xia Ning really did look gorgeous today, like a delicate doll from a display window, captivating everyone’s gaze.

Fu Han heard many people expressing how beautiful Xia Ning looked, noting that she and He Xing were a match made in heaven.

Xia Ning had a sweet smile on her face: “Big brother He Xing, you’re not upset that I came here suddenly, are you?”

“No,” He Xing maintained a faint smile and said, “Since you’ve come, you might as well clear things up with everyone. Nothing happened between us that night…”

“What are you talking about?” Xia Ning looked at He Xing with innocent eyes: “Big brother He Xing, that night at the bar I confessed to you, and you accepted. I was so happy that I drank too much, and then you took me to the hotel.”

Fu Han’s pupils dilated sharply. She took a step back, then another, accidentally bumping into someone. Turning around, she saw Luo Qinghe, who gave her a comforting smile.

In that moment, Fu Han suddenly felt that it was a kind of happiness to still be remembered.

Meanwhile, He Xing’s stoic face finally showed a change. He looked intently at Xia Ning as if trying to see through her: “Xia Ning, I’ve always considered you my little sister in my heart, and I thought you would never lie. Think again about what really happened that night.”

Xia Ning instinctively dodged his gaze, looking down and refusing to meet He Xing’s eyes, but she murmured, “Big brother He Xing, I’m not lying. How could I lie with these photos right here? I…”