She looked at the bluish hue on the corner of his eyes, and he seed thinner, which made her heart ache. Unconsciously, she reached out to touch his face, "Young Master, you’ve lost weight."
"Don’t call Young Master!" His face darkened, and he said coolly, "Call by my na!" This silly woman! Always calling him Young Master!
Xia Qingqian was embarrassed. She accidentally let slip "Ye Feng," and he caught her red-handed, making a big deal out of it!
"Beitang... Yao..." She stumbled over the na, having always called him Young Master, it was really uncomfortable for her to suddenly change, so she hastily added, "Young Master..."
She didn’t dare look at him, feeling the chilling aura emanating from him, she couldn’t help but shiver!
"Idiot!" He gave her a flick on the forehead, saying irritably, "Yao!"
"Huh? Young Master, do you want so porridge?" She quickly reached out to pick up the porridge bowl, but he imdiately grabbed her!
"What porridge? I told you to call Yao!" His face seed unable to keep up, was she deliberately trying to defy him?
"Hmm?" She frowned, her mind still not clear, not quite understanding what he ant.
"Call by my na! I’m Beitang, single character Yao!" How dare she call him by first and last na, was she tired of living?
Xia Qingqian’s heart trembled a bit, feeling dazed, her eyes ward, almost feeling like crying, "Young Master..."
"Still at it? Not learning?" He really wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside, she never learns!
"Yao..." She leaned forward a bit, calling out anxiously, really afraid he’d flick her again, "How could you be like this? These aren’t things you’d usually say."
"How do I normally speak?" He hugged her, holding her hand to his lips, and kissed it.
"Y... Yao," she still felt uncomfortable, realizing her mistake, quickly corrected herself, "Drink the porridge first, okay? You’ve gotten thin."
"Then do you feel sorry for ?" His low voice lingered around her ears, "You’re all bones too, don’t you know it hurts when you always press against ?" As he spoke, he reached out and pinched her, trying to find so flesh but couldn’t.
"Uh, I just can’t gain weight, I really do eat a lot usually." She sat there, allowing his hands to manipulate her.
"Dressed like that, haven’t you touched the money in your card?" He had given her a black card, loaded with six figures, enough for her to spend freely, why didn’t she know to enjoy herself?
Xia Qingqian shook her head, speaking softly, "As long as the clothes are comfortable to wear, it’s fine. There’s no need to buy too much, besides, you’ve already helped a lot. I have no reason to use your money."
For so reason, upon hearing Xia Qingqian say this, Beitang Yao felt a mix of guilt and joy inside. This silly woman, she really is a fool! He gave her money and she didn’t appreciate it. Other won love his money, why is she so clueless?
To Xia Qingqian, the two million was an amount beyond verbal and nurical expression, she knew she could never possess that kind of money in ten lifetis.
"Money is earned to be spent and enjoyed, why hoard it?" He had deposited eighty thousand twice into her card, wondering what she did with it, yet she hadn’t touched a penny, not a cent deducted.
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