Chapter 141: Chapter 141 - 141 141 Two Setbacks

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Two Setbacks Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Two Setbacks “Where did she go?” He Xing’s brows were furrowed deeply. He always felt there was something off about Bai Wei’s words, but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was wrong in the moment.

Bai Wei’s exaggerated laughter came through again, and there was the faint sound of something spilling.

He Xing was exasperated, “Where are you now? And who are you with?”

“I’m in my own room,” Bai Wei replied with a chuckling laugh to He Xing’s other question. “I’m doing SPA with Fu Han, with my new equipment. Do you want to come and experience it?”

“No.” He Xing helplessly rolled his eyes. He wanted to lose his temper, but the words that came out were, “Take good care of Fu Han. I’ll bring you guys breakfast tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow morning?” Bai Wei immediately asked, “Why aren’t you bringing us a midnight snack tonight? Are you going to spend a spring night with Xia Ning?”

“If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll sew your mouth shut,” He Xing was at his wits’ end. If Bai Wei were in front of him right now, he definitely would have had a stern word with her.

This was truly something only a real sister would do, to speak such words in front of Fu Han that incited discord between him and Fu Han.

Bai Wei burst into loud laughter, as if not at all afraid of his threats, “You just answer my question properly, why threaten me? Don’t you know that Fu Han is also very concerned about these issues?”

For the first time in his life, He Xing was completely outmatched in a confrontation with Bai Wei, not for any other reason but because Fu Han was by Bai Wei’s side.

He calmed his emotions and said as calmly as possible, “The doctors said Xia Ning has the risk of a concussion and needs to stay in the hospital for two days. Her family isn’t here, so I have to stay with her overnight. Tell Fu Han not to misunderstand …”

Before He Xing could finish, someone in a fluorescent-striped uniform approached him, “Mr. He Xing, right? This is the takeout you ordered. Please sign for it.”

“Thank you. Please place it here,” He Xing pointed to a nearby stone table. Not wanting to go far to buy food, he had ordered takeout directly from his phone.

While signing, Bai Wei snorted heavily, “Enjoy your meal with Xia Ning then, goodbye.”

He Xing stared at the black screen of his phone in speechlessness. After signing, he called Bai Wei again, but this time her phone was unreachable.

He knew Bai Wei had blocked him. His teeth clenched so hard they squeaked, and he wished he could rush over and give his overly incompetent cousin, Bai Wei, a thorough beating.

…

At the top floor of the hotel, in Bai Wei’s room.

Bai Wei shook her phone triumphantly, “There, now He Xing won’t be able to find me here. Satisfied?”

Fu Han ripped off the facial mask on her face, saying indifferently, “What’s there to be satisfied about? He Xing and I are not having a happy relationship now.”

“Give me a break,” Bai Wei, who had grown up abroad, spoke her mind bluntly, “Anyone with eyes can see that both you and He Xing are in love. Stop being so stubborn.”

Being hit where it hurt, Fu Han was embarrassed beyond measure. Her face was already flushed red, and she regretted not keeping her facial mask on. If she had, her blushing wouldn’t have been noticeable.

Bai Wei saw her expression clearly and burst into laughter, covering her mouth. Her crisp laughter traveled far away, and the neighbors probably heard it loud and clear.

Fu Han couldn’t stay another second. She rose to her feet and headed for the door, “It’s getting late, and I have things to do. Goodbye.”

“What things?” Bai Wei was still laughing so hard she could barely stand straight, “Are you going to the hospital to drag He Xing back?”

Fu Han had already reached the door, but at those words, she turned around with a cold face and said seriously, “Bai Wei, I warn you not to joke about He Xing and me anymore. We have nothing to do with each other now.”

Under the light, Fu Han radiated a chilling aura from the inside out, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop.

Fu Han’s scoff pulled Bai Wei back to reality, who realized she had taken the joke too far, and she stuck her tongue out and quickly apologized, “Sorry, I was just trying to cheer you up with a joke. You’re not really angry, are you?”

Fu Han humphed without a word. She was not one to joke around to begin with, especially not with inappropriate jokes like these, which were no different than rubbing salt in a wound.

Finally, Bai Wei had a moment of insight. “How about this, I’ll take revenge for you,” she said as she stood up to dress. “I’ll go to the hospital and drag He Xing back, leaving Xia Ning all alone there.”

“Childish.” Fu Han’s anger peaked in that moment as she scoffed, “You’re underestimating Xia Ning’s importance in your brother’s eyes. If you can get He Xing out of the hospital, then you’re really something.”

After saying this, she ignored Bai Wei’s shouts and went straight back to her own room.

When washing her hair, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head, the kind that hurt whenever she touched water. She touched the back of her head and looked at her hand to find faint traces of blood.

Fu Han gasped in pain. Although she hadn’t fallen over, Xia Ning had yanked her hair when “saving” her, meaning all her body weight had been on her hair. How could it not hurt?

At the moment, she felt as if her scalp was being torn apart, but due to the many events that followed, she hadn’t paid much attention, and with her hair always draped behind her, no one would have noticed.

In pain, Fu Han couldn’t continue washing her hair. After a shower, she stepped out of the bathroom, intending to find a first aid kit to treat her wound.

But her room had everything except a first aid kit, so she had to call the front desk to have one brought up.

Though Fu Han had planned to work on some photos she had taken recently, she wasn’t in the mood anymore. She could only lie on the sofa and listen to music.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. As Fu Han walked towards it, she mused, “Five-star hotel service is great. It hasn’t been long, and they’ve already delivered the first aid kit?”

When she opened the door, she was stunned to find He Xing and Bai Wei standing outside.

It took her several seconds to recover, “What are you two doing here?”

He Xing was breathing somewhat heavily as he surveyed Fu Han from head to toe. The body beneath the white bathrobe was shapely and delicate, with a pale and slender neck, a fair and petite face, and slender, slightly plump hands – she didn’t look injured at all.

He turned to Bai Wei, “Did you lie to me?”

Bai Wei showed no guilt, sticking out her tongue innocently, “I just told you Fu Han was injured. Who asked you to come back with me without even inquiring?”

“Then tell me now, where is Fu Han injured?” He Xing was infuriated, his handsome eyes seemed to spit fire.