Chapter 144: Chapter 144 - 144 144 Invalid Cooing

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Invalid Cooing Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Invalid Cooing Upon their arrival at the hospital, Liang Tao handed a jewelry box to He Xing, “Young Master, they rushed the work through the night. Remember, I sent one out before leaving. Take a look, and if there’s any issue, I can send it back for revisions right now.”

He Xing opened it for a glance and then closed it, “It’s fine.”

The two entered the hospital one after the other; Xia Ning’s ward door was wide open, and it so happened that the doctor was coming out after making his rounds.

He Xing stopped the doctor, “Doctor, I’d like to ask about Xia Ning’s condition and when she can be discharged from the hospital.”

…

Xia Ning sat on the hospital bed, applying makeup to herself. Today, she was wearing her best no-makeup makeup look, which was pitifully charming, giving off a protective vibe.

When He Xing entered, Xia Ning was pursing her lips, applying a bean paste-colored lipstick that gradually faded from darker on the inside to lighter on the outside, craftily enhancing her beauty.

She looked up at He Xing with the sweetest smile, “Brother He Xing, you’ve finally come. I’ve been so bored here by myself. Can you take me out for a walk, please?”

“Of course,” He Xing smiled, sitting steadily on the sofa, “I’ve already had your Assistant bring clothes over, let’s go out after you’ve changed.”

Xia Ning looked at He Xing, her delight bordering on ecstasy. She had rushed to the hospital in clothes stained with milk tea the day before, and although she changed into a hospital gown later, it was so bulky that it had no sense of beauty whatsoever.

Qin Xiaonian quickly arrived, bringing with her a princess outfit for Xia Ning. It was a pink and white checkered dress with a coat of the same color wool, and the cuffs and neckline were lined with fox fur, looking soft and tender, matched with a pair of knee-high white boots.

Although the sleeves felt a bit tight due to the bandages on Xia Ning’s arm, it didn’t affect the overall look much.

Once clad in the outfit, she immediately transformed into a charming princess, looking very cute.

After changing, Xia Ning bounced over to He Xing, “Brother He Xing, I’m dressed now, can we go out and have fun now?”

“We certainly can,” He Xing smiled, stood up, and walked towards the door.

He was fast, forcing Xia Ning to trot to keep up with him. After a few steps, she looked back, puzzled to find Liang Tao and Qin Xiaonian following them.

She was somewhat displeased, thinking that these two really lacked tact, not giving them any personal space.

He Xing kept walking forward, eventually stopping next to his Lamborghini. He opened the door and got straight into the car. Xia Ning hurried up next to him, seated in the passenger side, while Liang Tao and Qin Xiaonian took the back seat.

Xia Ning looked at He Xing with confusion, “Um, Brother He Xing, where are we going?”

“Back to the Film and Television Base,” He Xing said, devoid of emotion as he started the car.

“What for?” A sense of foreboding filled Xia Ning, and her beautiful face lost its earlier excitement, now showing a vague sense of worry.

He Xing’s eyes fixed straight ahead, his dark pupils brimming with starlight, “Obviously, to shoot the movie.”

“But…” Xia Ning whispered, “I’m still injured; it’s not suitable for shooting.”

The red light came on, and the Lamborghini slowed to a stop. He Xing finally turned to look at Xia Ning, “I’ve already asked the doctor. Your injury isn’t serious—you just need to come to the hospital to change the dressings daily. It won’t affect filming.”

Xia Ning pouted and acted coy, “But filming with an injury will have an impact. I wanted to stay in the hospital for a couple more days, so you could keep me company, Brother He Xing.”

“Xiaoning, you’re grown up now; you have to take responsibility,” He Xing said solemnly, a rarity for him, “You signed a contract for this movie, which holds legal responsibilities. Moreover, if filming is delayed because of you, the crew will face serious losses.”

“But…” Xia Ning crossed her arms defiantly, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity, “But, Brother He Xing, could you maybe make an exception for me because of my injury and take me out for dinner tonight?”

He Xing hesitated noticeably; he had planned to have dinner with Fu Han that night, and he needed to appease her.

Xia Ning seized the opportunity, darting towards He Xing, her head resting on his shoulder, “Please agree, Brother He Xing, and I promise I’ll shoot my scenes well afterward.”

As she spoke, fearful that He Xing might push her away, she wrapped her hands around his arm, attempting to embrace him. Accidentally, her hand brushed against something hard. She reached into He Xing’s pocket and felt around, pulling out a jewelry box, which contained a stunning necklace when opened.

“This necklace is so beautiful,” Xia Ning said with sparkling eyes looking at He Xing, “Brother He Xing, can you give me this necklace? I really like it.”

“No,” the light had turned green, and He Xing, with one hand on the steering wheel, reached out with his other hand to take the jewelry box back.

With a swift turn, Xia Ning dodged He Xing’s hand, her eyes smiling, “Why not? Could it be that this is for Fu Han?”

What was meant to be a teasing remark was met with a serious nod from He Xing, “Yes, it’s a gift I’ve prepared for Fu Han.”

Xia Ning’s face fell instantly, and the bitterness in her heart almost pulled her expression down. She put on an aggrieved look, “Brother He Xing, didn’t you prepare a gift for me?”

“No,” He Xing was as concise as ever, his expression unchanging.

Liang Tao looked at Xia Ning with some sympathy; her face was growing uglier by the second, her hands clenched tight, going white—a clear sign that she was holding back her rage.

A gleaming idea struck Xia Ning, and she held up the necklace with a pleading look at He Xing, “Brother He Xing, I really like this necklace, may I take a photo of it? I’ll get one custom-made for myself.”

“Sure,” He Xing agreed without hesitation. After Xia Ning took the photo, he quickly took the necklace back, this time carefully placing it in a different pocket.

When they arrived, Fu Han and her group were already inside, and filming was in progress. It was Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe’s scenes, with Fu Han and Su Cheng each controlling a camera.

He Xing stood at a distance and looked Fu Han up and down, failing to detect any sign of injury on her.

During a break in the shooting, He Xing pulled Fu Han aside, “Xiaohan, where are you injured? Is the wound properly treated?”

Fu Han shook off He Xing’s hand, her beautiful face icy, “Mr. He, what is our relationship that you’re touching me like this?”

A flash of hurt flickered through He Xing’s eyes, but it vanished in a second as he regained composure, patiently coaxing, “Xiaohan, don’t be like this. An injury is serious, let me have a look. Shall I take you to the hospital?”

“There’s no need,” Fu Han was still fuming internally, and seeing He Xing arriving with Xia Ning only fueled her anger, “Mr. He, you should just take good care of Miss Xia. We’re not so delicate.”