Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 701: Chapter 704: The Same Thing Happens Three Times

About half an hour earlier, Ji Liangchuan bombarded Fu Han with calls. With no choice left, Fu Han answered the phone, and after Ji Liangchuan employed some reverse psychology involving He Xing, she ended up going to the hospital with him.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Ji Liangchuan sneakily led Fu Han to the ward next to Xia Ning’s and then turned on the projector, which displayed a scene from the adjacent ward.

Fu Han felt this action was nothing but an invasion of privacy. She considered spying a despicable act and was vehemently against it, but since it was He Xing they were talking about, it felt different. Truth be told, she was indeed curious about what He Xing was like with Xia Ning in private.

Having watched for some time, honestly, He Xing’s behavior towards Xia Ning wasn’t as good as she’d imagined, nor was it as bad. Their interaction seemed more like ordinary friends.

Fu Han couldn’t say she was upset, but neither could she say she wasn’t. However, the sarcastic remarks Ji Liangchuan made by her side were truly irritating.

She glared fiercely at Ji Liangchuan and said with annoyance, "I must have been out of my mind to come here with you to watch people eat. If you’re so interested, then keep watching. I have other matters to attend to and am leaving first."

"Wait a second!" Ji Liangchuan quickly stepped in front of Fu Han, his voice urgent as he said, "Just wait a bit longer, and you’ll see for yourself what He Xing has been up to behind your back with Xia Ning."

"Don’t you dare talk about He Xing like that!" Fu Han’s beautiful face darkened as she looked coldly at Ji Liangchuan and said sharply, "It’s your own dirty mind that thinks of He Xing that way. I’m telling you, He Xing is definitely not that kind of person."

"Definitely not?" A cold flicker passed through Ji Liangchuan’s eyes, but he quickly regained control. With a strangely mocking tone, he said, "He Xing has spent several nights with Xia Ning. Do you really think nothing happened between them?"

"I trust He Xing, anyway." Fu Han turned her head away, not looking at Ji Liangchuan. Her beautiful face was as fair as frost and snow, and she carried an elegance that made it hard for others to look directly at her.

There, Ji Liangchuan spoke again, his voice much calmer than before: "Fu Han, you are a very naive girl, so you always think the best of people, but the world isn’t as naive as you."

"Can you stop it with these words? I’m so tired of hearing them I could grow calluses on my ears," Fu Han said, turning away and clearly showing her impatience on her face.

A coldness flashed in Ji Liangchuan’s eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He handed over a bottle of mineral water to Fu Han: "Alright, let’s not talk about that anymore. Take a drink and calm down, and if you’re still upset after that, then I’ll take you back."

Fu Han looked down at the bottle of mineral water in Ji Liangchuan’s hand. It was indeed the brand she usually drank. She had left in a hurry and hadn’t had any water. With the dry winter air, she was indeed thirsty and wanted to drink. noveldrama

She took the bottle and looked at it, then unapologetically pushed the mineral water back into Ji Liangchuan’s hands: "You’ve already opened this bottle, I don’t want it."

At this, Fu Han’s eyes quickened, and she noticed another bottle of mineral water on the coffee table. She picked it up, checked that it wasn’t opened, and with a smile, she said, "I’ll drink this one."

While talking, Fu Han unscrewed the bottle cap and drank several big gulps. The sweet mineral water slid down her throat, making her feel much more composed.

She pointed at the mineral water bottle in Ji Liangchuan’s hands and sneered, "Why don’t you drink?"

"Drink, drink, I will." Ji Liangchuan bent one corner of his mouth into a smile and guzzled down most of the bottle.

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. Xia Ning, with a yet unfaded bruised face, ran to He Xing and settled next to him. She grabbed He Xing’s neck in one move and called out in a low voice, "Brother He Xing."

That call was filled with a lingering and heart-wrenching desire, enough to make anyone listening itch with restlessness.

Fu Han’s expression changed instantly. Her beautiful eyes fixed on the screen as her heartbeat accelerated faster and faster. She harbored a hidden hope that He Xing would push Xia Ning away, yet at the same time, she feared He Xing might act impulsively.

"See, what did I tell you? When a man and a woman are alone together, it’s a tinderbox ready to ignite," Ji Liangchuan murmured, unbeknownst to her when he had moved close to her.

"Stay away from me," Fu Han said, recoiling with clear disgust on her face, only then noticing that Ji Liangchuan’s face was flushed red, as if he had drunk a great deal of alcohol.

Ji Liangchuan touched his own cheek, his smile notably bright: "Fu Han, it’s not easy for the two of us to be together, wouldn’t it be a pity not to do anything about it?"

As he spoke, he lunged at Fu Han with a lustful smile. Fu Han screamed and threw her bottle of mineral water at him, then turned and ran towards the couch.

Meanwhile, the image on the projector changed again. He Xing picked up Xia Ning horizontally and walked toward the bed, then the projector flickered several times and ultimately went black.

Fu Han’s complexion turned ashen. Although she felt something was off about Ji Liangchuan, her main concern was still the commotion in the next room. She hurried towards the door, wanting to find He Xing in the neighboring room.

But how could she be a match for Ji Liangchuan? Before she could open the door, he had already caught up with her, grabbed Fu Han by the hair, and threw her fiercely onto the couch, then he himself pounced on top of her.

When Fu Han came, she had an inkling that Ji Liangchuan’s intentions weren’t pure, but she still came because she really wanted to know what He Xing was like with Xia Ning in private. However, she had been very cautious, not having any physical contact with Ji Liangchuan, and even the water she drank was an unopened bottle.

Yet she hadn’t anticipated Ji Liangchuan’s audacity.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck Fu Han’s mind, and she stared in surprise at the bottle of water casually left on the coffee table by Ji Liangchuan. Could there be something wrong with the water?

Ji Liangchuan’s lips were already descending. Fu Han had no more time to think. She struggled to push him away and screamed desperately.

But how could Fu Han contend with Ji Liangchuan? Her resistance not only failed to send Ji Liangchuan away but also seemed to excite him further, making him more eager to strip away her clothes.

This was the third time Fu Han had encountered a situation like this. The first time was Xia Cheng, resulting in her facial disfigurement; the second time was an assassin, leading to Nan Qing’s miscarriage; and this was the third time. She didn’t know what might happen if she enraged Ji Liangchuan, but she was determined not to give in and desperately flailed at him, trying to push him away.