The red rash on her body, which made people shiver, did not deter his desire for her.
Xia Qingqian thought that she was just soone who sold her body to him, and had no right to stop his actions.
She could only grit her teeth and accept all of his actions.
After it was over, Beitang Yao took his coat and covered her body, which was full of pink marks. Only after he dressed did he drive the car away.
Returning to the European-style mansion, after parking the car, he carried the sweat-drenched Xia Qingqian out. The red rash on her body was still so glaring.
He carried her to the second floor, into a room, and gently laid her on a large bed, then fetched a towel to wipe her body.
His sudden gentleness left Xia Qingqian at a loss, avoiding his rough yet gentle actions.
Beitang Yao looked at her as she turned her face away and sighed heavily, "Woman, you are just a pasti on my bed. If I find you with another man again, don’t bla for being rude!"
He threw the towel on the edge of the bed, "From now on, without my orders, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
With that, he angrily closed the door and told the servant standing outside, "Watch her well for ."
"Yes, Young Master," the servant replied submissively.
His domineering voice passed through the door and entered her ears.
The door was pushed open, but she did not want to open her tightly shut eyes, her naked body only covered by a coat.
"Miss Xia, the Young Master asked to serve you," a middle-aged woman’s voice sounded near Xia Qingqian’s ear.
"You can go out, I don’t need your service," Xia Qingqian said with a low voice, mixed with sobs.
The servant was in a dilemma. If Xia Qingqian did not need her service, her job would be at risk.
"Miss Xia, these are your new clothes." The servant gently placed a folded dress on the edge of the bed.
Then she took out the contents of two boxes, one by one, and arranged them in the wardrobe. All the dresses that had previously filled the wardrobe were cleared out.
"Auntie, what are you doing?" Xia Qingqian watched the servant’s actions in bafflent, unable to understand why the new clothes were being thrown away.
"Miss Xia, this is the Young Master’s order." The servant did not stop her work, and added, "Miss Xia, the clothes in the wardrobe now are also per the Young Master’s instructions."
Xia Qingqian watched as the pile of clothes was packed into a cheap paper bag by the servant, "Auntie, why are you throwing away these clothes?"
"We are just following the Young Master’s orders," after stuffing all the clothes into the paper bag, "anything the Young Master dislikes must be cleared out. Miss Xia, please go bathe now, I will bring the dicine up later."
Xia Qingqian nodded slightly and took the clothes to the bathroom.
After she finished bathing and dried her hair, she did not wait for the servant to co up, and fell asleep. Even when the servant knocked on the door and ca to apply the dicine, she felt nothing.
The next day, when the sun filled the room, Xia Qingqian still lay on the large bed, motionless, sleeping soundly.
It was only when the servant prepared breakfast and ca upstairs to call her that she suddenly cried out as she touched Xia Qingqian’s skin.
"Miss Xia, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Xia Qingqian’s body was very hot, and only when she turned over did she let out a few uncomfortable sounds.
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