"Xiao Qian, are you okay? We’ve entered the venue now, it’s all good." Monica also stopped, looking at Xia Qingqian, taking in her nervousness.
She shook her head, "I’m fine, thank you."
"You’re the spokesperson for HDC520 now, you need to maintain your image. Look at Yao, he’s looking over here now." Monica gestured in the direction of Beitang Yao.
Xia Qingqian followed her direction and looked over, eting Beitang Yao’s indifferent gaze. A strange feeling surged from within her heart.
The hand she was holding with Monica’s subconsciously tightened, and she turned to look at Monica, whispering, "Monica, I’m really a bit nervous..."
"Are you thinking of backing out?" Monica revealed a slight smile, but heard her shake her head and sigh softly: "Don’t overthink, you’re Yao’s person. These photographers are very professional, they’ll surely capture your best side." Monica thought Xia Qingqian was worried about this.
"No, you’re misunderstanding ..." Xia Qingqian wanted to say more, but Monica interrupted, "Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore, let’s go over to Yao first."
Xia Qingqian conceded, "Okay, fine." Yet her other hand was clenched tightly, she followed Monica’s steps forward, stopping in front of Beitang Yao, only then realizing her breaths were becoming more labored, even finding it hard to breathe!
Beitang Yao leaned in closer, staring at her. The mont he saw her appear, he couldn’t move his gaze away; she was truly beautiful, both noble and lovely.
"You look beautiful today." Beitang Yao took a gentle breath, looking at Xia Qingqian, his mood was joyous, feeling the corners of his lips lifting.
"Oh~ even Young Master Yao can give out complints?" Monica, standing aside, chuckled, hearing Beitang Yao’s seemingly awkward tone, indicating he rarely praised a woman like this.
"What? Does Designer Monica have a problem?" Beitang Yao glanced at Monica, and as he spoke, his hand had already wrapped around Xia Qingqian’s waist.
The mont his hand touched her, he clearly felt her body slightly trembling. He looked at her with so confusion, as if asking: What’s wrong? Is sothing the matter?
But he didn’t get a response from her, she just looked at him dazedly and absent-minded. His heart tightened, unsure if she could handle what was about to happen next.
Damn it! Did he really need to care so much about her feelings?!
"Monica, your task is done, you can leave now." Beitang Yao reached out to hold Xia Qingqian’s hand, turning his head slightly to speak to Monica flatly.
Monica just shook her head gently, wagging a finger, "Yao, are you trying to leave the temple after the al? Today’s Xiao Qian’s endorsent, I have to be here to oversee."
"You’re not welco here." Beitang Yao’s tone remained cold. He didn’t want Xia Qingqian to have a female sa-sex (harmonious) acquaintance around her. If it weren’t for needing Monica’s help, he wouldn’t have wanted Xia Qingqian to know Monica at all. Just listen to how Monica calls Xia Qingqian? Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, non-stop, as if Xia Qingqian belonged to her?
His mood was utterly terrible! He seriously underestimated this little woman’s charm. She could even attract feelings from the sa sex, truly not to be underestimated! Oh no, does Monica even count as a woman? With her problematic orientation, she should be considered a man in those worlds!
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