Chapter 68: Chapter 68 - 68 068 has nothing to do with me

Chapter 68: 068 has nothing to do with me Chapter 68: 068 has nothing to do with me He Xing clenched his fist but turned to look at Fu Han and insisted, “Xiaohan, there is nothing between her and me.”

“Your relationship with her is none of my concern,” Fu Han said, then turned and walked away, paying no attention to the flashing lights below or the loud clamor of the journalists.

“Xiaohan, wait a minute,” He Xing reached out in an attempt to grab Fu Han’s wrist, but Xia Ning’s move was quicker. She hugged He Xing’s arm tightly and pleaded, “Brother He Xing, don’t leave. I… I’m scared alone.”

Xia Guoxiong also rushed forward, blocking He Xing’s path, and intensified his tone, “He Xing, what exactly is going on between you and Xiaoning? You have to make it clear to me, otherwise how can I explain it to Xiaoning’s deceased mother?”

He Xing’s hand had already been raised, and with just a bit more force he could have shaken Xia Ning off, but upon hearing these words, he lowered his hand and allowed Xia Ning to cling to him.

Seizing the opportunity, Xia Ning nestled against He Xing’s shoulder and cooed with a pout, “Brother He Xing, I really like you, can’t you give me a chance?”

Her words, transmitted through the microphone hidden on her body, reached Fu Han just as she turned to look back at He Xing. From the distance, she couldn’t make out what He Xing had said, only seeing the two of them standing very close together.

Paparazzi blocked Fu Han’s path, relentlessly questioning her about her relationship with He Xing and Luo Qinghe.

Luo Qinghe, furious, shielded Fu Han behind him and ordered the paparazzi to clear the way, barely restraining the impulse to curse out loud.

Nan Qing and Su Cheng, from a distance, struggled to make their way through the crowd towards them, both wearing grim expressions.

Fu Han knew that if she said nothing, the paparazzi would never let her leave, so she stepped out from behind Luo Qinghe and stated word by word, “My current focus is on my career. I’m not sure about the future, but right now I am just friends with them.”

“But Miss Fu, the old Chairman once said that you are in his heart…”

“I’ve answered your questions, the rest is no comment,” Fu Han said coldly, no longer speaking and headed straight for their parking spot.

Luo Qinghe, lagging behind, pointed at the paparazzi, which were like a persistent rash, “If you dare follow us, we’ll see you in court. I mean what I say.”

His words actually managed to stop the paparazzi, and nobody continued to follow them.

The young master of the Li family was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, receiving all the affection one could imagine, and he had always lived carelessly, never tolerating sacrifice.

Always doing whatever he wanted, throughout the years he had destroyed countless paparazzi’s SLR cameras.

Of course, the Li family was wealthy, and paparazzi that sought them out were sure to be compensated with an even better camera, but that couldn’t make up for the irritations caused by the young master’s shenanigans.

Although Luo Qinghe had become more composed as he grew older, and had the gentle appearance of a refined gentleman, if anyone truly crossed him, he would turn his back on them without a second thought.

The return trip was still driven by Luo Qinghe, who initially had daring paparazzi tailing his car, but he soon left them far behind.

Nan Qing looked at Fu Han by her side, opening and closing her mouth several times, but eventually couldn’t resist asking, “Fu Han, that night you couldn’t sleep, was it because He Xing and Xia Ning spent the night out together?”

Fu Han’s complexion visibly turned pale, but she neither confirmed nor denied it.

Su Cheng, sitting in the passenger seat, felt distressed and couldn’t help but say, “Nan Qing, spare her the details, will you? She’s upset right now.”

“Who said I’m upset?” Fu Han snapped, as if her tail had been stepped on, glaring at Su Cheng, “As I said before, I came back to break off the engagement with He Xing. I would be glad if he had someone else.”

However harsh her words, the knife in her heart was even heavier, her heart already pierced through and through.

Su Cheng laughed instinctively, but then suddenly realized it wasn’t the time to laugh and quickly apologized, “Sorry.”

Nan Qing, always attentive to Su Cheng’s reactions, spoke up with complicated emotions, unable to hold back, “Fu Han, I think you don’t understand what’s really in your heart. I feel like you haven’t completely let go of He Xing.”

Her words silenced everyone in the car; no one spoke.

Su Cheng was silently scolding Nan Qing with his eyes, Nan Qing looked stubbornly at Fu Han, and Fu Han, leaning back in her seat, gazed out the window, her eyes dim and lifeless as if lost in thought.

The Mercedes-Benz Unimog roared past, and the scenery on both sides of the road swiftly receded, much like a rewinding scene in a movie.

Luo Qinghe caught glimpses of Fu Han several times through the rearview mirror, then cleared his throat to draw everyone’s attention, “Nan Qing, Fu Han is in a state of confusion and can’t answer your question calmly; besides, I think it only makes sense that Fu Han hasn’t completely forgotten about He Xing. They grew up together, each witnessing the other’s life. It would be preposterous if she truly forgot him.”

Fu Han didn’t remember what she said in response, but she knew that for a long time to come, she wouldn’t forget Luo Qinghe’s words.

Even if she couldn’t recall the expression or tone Luo Qinghe had when he said those words, she remembered every word he’d spoken.

And it was these words from Luo Qinghe that convinced her he was a friend worth making.

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Huating No.1.

He Xing had already been standing outside of suite 2501 for an hour. His hand was growing numb from knocking for so long. Fu Han had blocked him on all contact methods, leaving him with no choice but to wait.

There was still no word about Fu Han from Liang Tao, and although He Xing suspected that Fu Han was likely not home, he didn’t know where else to look for her.

As he was hesitating about what to do next, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing it was a call from Liang Tao, He Xing answered immediately, “How is it, have you found where Fu Han is?”

“Mr. He, please come to the office immediately,” Liang Tao spoke anxiously, “All shareholders are here, they’re demanding that you call a Shareholders Meeting at once.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

The Lamborghini screeched as its tires rubbed against the ground, and the car roared out of Huating No.1, heading towards the He Group building.

The many floors of the tall building were all part of He Group, where one’s office floor directly determined their rank within the company—the higher the rank, the higher the office floor.

The top floor housed the Chairman’s office, a super luxurious Meeting Room which is only used for board meetings, and a Gym that could rival the top fitness facilities in the country.

As the elevator doors opened, Liang Tao’s face appeared before He Xing. While moving forward, He Xing asked, “What’s the situation now?”

“Mr. He, our stock has fallen by two percentage points, and the shareholders are restless. They demand an explanation from you,” Liang Tao followed hastily behind He Xing, his breath growing louder, “The Chairman isn’t here, he said you’re in charge of handling everything.”