<h4>Chapter 576: Chapter 577: Now You Know</h4><h4></h4>


    "I didn’t know before, but I do now," Fu Han said with a sweet smile, her mouth opening slightly. "As for who told me, it was you, of course."


    Only at this moment did Xia Ning realize she had been tricked, her face which was already pale from fear turned a sudden flush as if it was about to explode.


    But before she could speak, Fu Han’s cherry lips curled up slightly as she spoke again, "Xia Ning, I ask you, how did you know I was injured and hospitalized?"


    "Of course someone told me." Xia Ning, still furious about being yed by Fu Han just now, was shaking all over with anger. With an especially arrogant tone she said, "Fu Han, with your terrible poprity, there are many who wish to see you in trouble. Everyone is thinking how you haven’t been stabbed to death with a knife."


    "Who told you?" Fu Han was not angry, but rather became much calmer, her bright eyes staring unblinkingly at Xia Ning.


    For a moment, Xia Ning was stunned as she stared nkly at Fu Han. It took her a while to think of a reply, "Who... Why should I tell you?"


    "Then I’ll ask you, how do you know I was stabbed? Besides the doctors and He Xing, no one else knows. He Xing promised he wouldn’t tell you."


    Xia Ning was intimidated, stepping back several steps in fright, "I... I guessed, if you... if you were injured, what else could it be? Of course, someone thought you were too arrogant and wanted to teach you a lesson. Isn’t getting stabbed quite normal?"


    "Normal?" Fu Han extended a finger and pointed at Xia Ning from a distance, "I think you are the one with terrible poprity who needs to be stabbed. Now I reasonably suspect you are the one who stabbed me. Just wait, when He Xinges back, I’ll tell him."


    Xia Ning’s face turned from purple to pale white, her tongue beginning to tie itself in knots, "No... not me, I don’t know anything, you... you mustn’t talk nonsense. Otherwise... otherwise I’ll sue you for nder."


    "Fine, I’ll wait for you to sue me." Fu Han tilted her head and chuckled, looking particrly mischievously cute, "Remember, if you don’t dare to sue me, it means you’re guilty."


    Xia Ning hated Fu Han so much that she gritted her teeth, but she couldn’t say anything now and could only re at Fu Han, wishing she could skin her alive.


    But Fu Han was in a very good mood. She casually yed with a stray hair falling over her cheek and said with a smiling eye, "Xia Ning, you’re still not leaving? nning to have me dig out something more?"


    Xia Ning stomped her foot in anger but still didn’t dare to say anything and left with her pride in the dust.


    No sooner had she left Fu Han’s ward than she heard Fu Han’sughter trailing far behind, as arrogant as it could be.


    Xia Ning’s rage felt like a balloon ready to burst. She had been furious all ofst night, and today she had intended to relish Fu Han’s miserable state and make herself feel better with some mockery, but not only did she fail, she was even scolded by Fu Han.


    What was most critical was that Fu Han knew about her cosmetic surgery; she even suspected that it was Xia Ning who had someone go after her yesterday.


    Xia Ning clenched her fists tightly, her exquisite nails digging into her palms, yet she seemed immune to the pain, "Fu Han, you and I are irreconcble. There’s room for only one of us."


    Her words, juxtaposed with Fu Han’sughter, seemed so eerie, as if something was about to burst forth. If she weren’t afraid of being sent to a mental hospital, she really would grab a knife andsh out.


    On the opposite emotional spectrum was Fu Han, who was so excited she almost rolled around on the bed.


    How long had it been since she felt this way?


    Four years, five years, or even longer?


    Since she turned eighteen, she had been He Xing’s fiancée, but over the years, Xia Ning had alwayse to provoke her, making the old Fu Han extremely self-conscious, mostly on the receiving end of bullying.


    When Fu Han returned to the country, she wanted to sever ties with He Xing, so when Xia Ning came to be nasty, she rarely found it interesting to really confront Xia Ning.


    But today, after seeing Nan Qing’s refusal to give up on love, it was like she had suddenly opened a door. Some things she couldn’t understand before suddenly became clear.


    This world is so big, every person an independent, vivid individual. Each has their own character, and when people interact, it’s like two hedgehogs embracing. It’s either you prick me or I prick you.


    But then, isn’t it extremely rare to find two hedgehogs willing to embrace each other? It’s like two people in love, how low are the chances of that happening?


    Fu Han hadn’tpletely forgiven He Xing for his support of Xia Ning a few days ago, but at least she had rified one thing: from He Xing’s perspective, he had two reasons to defend Xia Ning. One was due to the guilt he felt towards the Xia Family, and second, because Fu Han’s words had shed with He Xing’s world view. He Xing felt he was not helping Xia Ning, but rather standing up for what’s right over family ties.


    Having understood this, Fu Han felt much lighter. Therefore, today when Xia Ning came looking for trouble, she was able to confront her with a clear mind.


    It turned out she was right. Her gains today were substantial: first, Xia Ning was a man-made beauty, not the natural beauty she imed to be; and second, it was very likely that yesterday’s assassination attempt was rted to Xia Ning, and maybe even past injuries suffered by Fu Han had ties to her.


    The more Fu Han thought about it, the more excited she became. For a moment, she wanted to call He Xing right away to tell him about it, wanting him to investigate.


    Her phone was already in her hand, but in the end, Fu Han put it down. She felt that with He Xing’s rtionship with the Xia Family, he would never really believe her after hearing her out. Instead, he might even think Fu Han was being paranoid all day.


    But if she didn’t ask He Xing for help, whom could she turn to?


    Now, she constantly had two bodyguards with her, and she knew without thinking too hard that He Xing knew her every move. If she tried to hire a private investigator on her own, how would that be any different from telling He Xing directly?


    Fu Han bit her little finger painfully, nearly worried to death.


    "Howe the habit of biting your finger hasn’t changed?" A man’s voice with a hint ofughter rang out, like the warmth of the afternoon sun on a summer day shining through the window.


    Blushing, Fu Han put down her finger and looked towards the door. There stood Su Cheng; the time of his arrival was unknown. nked by two bodyguards who made the nearly two-meter-tall Su Cheng look exceptionally petite. Indeed, some contrasts are rather endearing.