Beg Me to Remarry-Chapter 61 - No distinction between occasions

Chapter 61: No distinction between occasions

Chapter 61: No distinction between occasions

Fu Han asked her what she had done today.

It turned out that Luo Qinghe and Nan Qing knew each other too, and Luo Qinghe had also been busy looking for someone to deal with the online situation. After Su Cheng left Fu Han’s house, he had gone to seek their help as well.

Luo Qinghe told Nan Qing that since he was a man, being slandered was just that, but Fu Han was a girl and shouldn’t be subjected to being magnified and slandered on the internet.

Nan Qing and Luo Qinghe contacted many media outlets, asking them not to spread negative news anymore, and because of this, when Nan Qing returned, there were so few gossip journalists outside.

Actually, Nan Qing said a lot, but what made the deepest impression on Fu Han was Luo Qinghe’s remark.

Her acquaintance with Luo Qinghe was even more dramatic than a TV drama, and the impression Luo Qinghe left on her was not good: arrogant, rude, and overbearing.

However, because Luo Qinghe was somewhat of an idol to her, when he stood up for her and expressed indignation on her behalf, she had already forgotten the bad impression he left.

Nan Qing talked incessantly for a long time, but Fu Han didn’t utter a word. She nudged Fu Han with her elbow, “When will you stop getting lost in thought regardless of the time and place?”

“Heh, I… I wasn’t daydreaming,” Fu Han said, her voice revealing her guilt.

Nan Qing’s round eyes never left Fu Han, and she suddenly leaned in close to Fu Han, lowering her voice with intrigue, “Fu Han, can you tell me the truth, between He Xing, Luo Qinghe, and Su Cheng, who do you actually like?”

“The truth is I don’t like any of them.” Fu Han suddenly stood up and began to tactically flee while guiltily explaining, “I’m so tired, I’m going to wash up and sleep.”

“Hey, what about my noodles?” Nan Qing stuck her head out, watching Fu Han’s retreating figure.

“Make them yourself.” Fu Han’s footsteps not only didn’t stop but sped up.

…

This was a night when nobody seemed able to sleep. Fu Han lay in bed, her window open to let the autumn breeze in, checking Weibo every few minutes.

He Xing returned to his own room, where his computer screen had been lit up all night, as he sent out email after email.

Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe sat in the bar drinking low-alcohol cocktails, chatting sporadically. The bar’s door was closed as it was not open for business today; not far from them sat a group of suited men, each in front of a computer, keeping an eye on the online situation.

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It was only Nan Qing who slept soundly, perhaps because she had laughed too much during the day, as she frowned deeply in her sleep.

Among them, those who were undoubtedly the most unhappy that night were Yang Kaitai, Xia Cheng, and Xia Ning.

Yang Kaitai’s expensive hackers had disappeared; all he did was go out for dinner with the Xia siblings, and those people vanished into thin air.

As public opinion online shifted from neutral to favoring Fu Han, these three were beside themselves with anxiety, yet could do nothing, and didn’t even dare to call the police.

Lately, under the pressure from Xia Cheng, Xia Ning’s attitude towards Yang Kaitai had been somewhat milder, but now that Yang Kaitai was no longer of any use, she wished she could unleash every unpleasant word on him.

Yang Kaitai, caught between a rock and a hard place, huffily declared that he would take full responsibility if anything happened and would never implicate Xia Ning and Xia Cheng. That was the toughest he’d ever acted, but it was to be the last time.

…

Yang Electrical Group Headquarters.

Early this morning, the place became bustling, or rather, terrifying.

The police came to make an arrest, specifically naming Yang Kaitai.

The CEO of Yang Group, with graying hair, turned pale instantly. He argued strenuously with the police, attempting to vouch for his son’s law-abiding nature, but the police still took Yang Kaitai away.

According to eyewitnesses at the scene, Yang Kaitai was dragged away by the police, terrified to the point of nearly wetting himself, his face pale and colorless.

A few photos from the scene leaked online, spreading like wildfire, and public opinion began to ferment once again.

The old Mr. Yang had no idea what his son had done; he only knew his child liked to enjoy life but wouldn’t do anything illegal.

He declared on the spot that even if he had to lose all his wealth, he would hire the best lawyers and ensure Yang Kaitai returned to his side.

But as firm as his declaration was, the authorities were unyielding, strictly following procedure.

…

Xia Family Residence, Villa Area.

Xia Ning didn’t sleep well the previous night; upon waking up, she found two pimples on her face and noticeable dark circles under her eyes.

She had been roused by a phone call from Xia Cheng, dragging herself downstairs in slippers, waiting for Xia Cheng to announce the so-called important news.

Xia Cheng, wrapped in a bathrobe, paced back and forth in the living room, speaking on the phone with a very troubled expression.

Finally, he hung up and, with a grave demeanor, said to Xia Ning, “Trouble. Yang Kaitai has been arrested. We have no idea if they will turn us in, too.”

“What?” Xia Ning’s mind was still foggy, utterly confused.

Xia Cheng, frustrated with her sluggishness, knocked on Xia Ning’s head, “Didn’t Yang Kaitai lose contact with the hackers he hired last night? It turns out someone sent them to the police station, and they turned in Yang Kaitai.”

“What do we do now?” Finally coming to her senses, Xia Ning’s nose was beaded with perspiration, and only when the wind blew did she realize the back of her clothes was drenched with sweat.

“What to do?” Xia Cheng glared at her impatiently, “We need to keep Yang Kaitai steady and have him take all the blame himself, without implicating us.”

“Will he agree?” Xia Ning was already considering what to do but continued to play tough.

Xia Cheng rubbed Xia Ning’s head, coaxing her with patience, “Yang Kaitai is head over heels for you; with a few kind words from you, how could he refuse?”

“Brother, are you pimping me out?” Xia Ning mumbled, yet was inwardly pleased by her brother’s cajoling.

“Do as your brother says,” boomed the resounding voice of Xia Guoxiong, unnoticed until then from his standing place on the second-floor corridor.

“Daddy…” Xia Ning pouted, “Why are you eavesdropping on my talk with brother?”

Xia Guoxiong held a soft spot for his daughter; he came downstairs laughing heartily, beckoning Xia Ning to sit by him, and tenderly rubbed her head, “Your mother left us early, and I was always too busy with business to look after you. Thankfully, your brother has been good to you, sparing me a lot of worrying.”

“Don’t say that, Daddy,” Xia Ning’s eyes began to water, feeling a pinch of sorrow.

Xia Guoxiong laughed heartily again and handed her a black card, “Take this and spend as you wish, buy whatever you want. As for Yang Kaitai’s matter… you listen to your brother. It’s not for anything else; I just don’t want you and your brother to be affected. If your reputation gets ruined, would He Xing still want you?”