"Young Master Beitang, Miss Huan is not here..." Xia Qingqian hadn’t finished her sentence before the cold and handso Beitang Yao had already swept her into the room, pinning her firmly against the door, penetrating deeply and eagerly sucking her fragrance.
Xia Qingqian stared wide-eyed in shock, completely stunned, letting him take possession. His actions were so domineering and rough that she didn’t dare to move. Even the itchy red rash montarily ceased to bother her.
After a long ti, he released her, his icy eyes reflecting a cold and dangerous light, "You want to break the contract, don’t you?" His voice carried more coldness.
"Young Master Beitang, it’s my fault, I left the villa without your permission." Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip in grievance, her eyes filled with glistening mist, so pitiful.
The rash on her neck began to itch again, she reached out to scratch it. Beitang Yao, looking down at her, coldly said, "Change your clothes imdiately."
As Xia Qingqian walked into the room, picking up a dress and entering the bathroom, Beitang Yao angrily took out his phone, dialing Beitang Huan’s number directly. After one ring, the person on the other end held the phone half a ter away from their ear, listening to Beitang Yao’s thunderous voice from the phone, "Beitang Huan, how dare you ss with my toy!"
Beitang Huan brought the phone closer and, without any ladylike manners, bluntly said, "Beitang Yao, if you dare be rude to , I’ll definitely report you to Grandpa!"
"You dare?" Beitang Yao coldly threatened, "If you dare report to Grandpa, I’ll tell the dia about you being played by n..."
There was finally silence on the other end, then after a long pause, Beitang Huan casually said, "Big Brother, isn’t that just the toy you bought with money? Are you really that tense? I just borrowed it to play for a bit."
Beitang Yao hung up the phone, his eyes full of anger, he wished he could skin Beitang Huan alive! She dared to play with his woman without his consent.
Ten minutes later, Beitang Yao watched Xia Qingqian co out of the bathroom, walked directly to her, grabbed her delicate wrist, his face cold, "Are you so promiscuous? Do you like n hugging you that much?" Holding her slender hand tighter, nearly breaking her hand.
Xia Qingqian wanted to explain but was stunned by the cold glare in Beitang Yao’s icy eyes. He placed the photos Beitang Huan had sent him in front of her, leaving her speechless. They were all photos of Miss Huan pushing her into a man’s arms.
The evidence was irrefutable, and any explanation would be useless.
Beitang Yao knew it was just Beitang Huan’s prank, but he couldn’t tolerate his toy being hugged by another man! Without further ado, he pulled Xia Qingqian out of the hotel, shoving her into the car.
After driving for a while, Beitang Yao braked, parking at the roadside, then pressed Xia Qingqian against the seat, adjusting her seat to lie flat. His tall body covered hers, making her feel both ashad and angry.
"Is it because I haven’t touched you, and you can’t bear the loneliness?" He insulted her with the most lewd words, trying to evoke sha in her.
When he saw the photos sent by Beitang Huan, he didn’t know where his anger ca from. Now, all he wanted was to punish her thoroughly.
"Young Master Yao, please don’t do this to ..." She couldn’t hide her sha, desperately pleading.
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