Even Night Wind could no longer see through the Young Master he had followed for years. What was on his mind, Night Wind had no way of knowing. His behavior was becoming more unpredictable; Night Wind originally thought that after Xia Qingqian shattered the carved vase, the Young Master would drive her away.
However, the result surprised him. Not only did the Young Master not drive her away, but he kept her by his side, though his temper was very large in the anti.
When Beitang Huan ca to the villa to make trouble, he blocked a knife for Xia Qingqian.
This Young Master... was soone he had never seen before.
And the one making the Young Master do these things was Xia Qingqian, standing by the coffee table, bought with money as the Young Master’s toy.
It was only after Xia Qingqian confird multiple tis that she dared to move back to her own office.
But she just lay in front of the table, resting with her eyes closed, not daring to truly fall asleep.
After she woke up, Beitang Yao had washed and also ca out of the bedroom, and her task was to read the developnt history of the Beitang Group.
For the next while, she spent the whole afternoon in the office reading the developnt history. She rembered every word, fearing that Beitang Yao would ask her about the company’s matters.
And after she finished reading, dusk gradually darkened, and Beitang Yao knocked on her door, "Ti to get off work."
After Xia Qingqian responded with an "Oh," she put everything away, shut down the computer, and followed Beitang Yao’s footsteps.
Xia Qingqian sat on the right side of the car, Beitang Yao sat on her left side, leaving an empty seat in the middle.
The air inside the car was filled with a faint fresh fragrance; Beitang Yao slightly moved his body, emitting a faint, pleasant tobacco scent.
The driver drove the car out of the underground parking lot of the Beitang Group, heading to the road ahead.
Xia Qingqian always felt that everything in front of her was unreal. She had never imagined that she would et A City’s brightest star, nor did she ever imagine that she would have such an entangled relationship with him.
Sitting in the world’s most luxurious sedan, living in the most luxurious villa, and working at a place where people are willing to pay any price to enter.
All of this, yet it’s so dreamlike and unreal; she pinched her thigh hard, the pain making her body shudder, and her brows furrowed.
This is not an illusion; it truly exists.
Her subtle movent did not escape Beitang Yao’s notice. He quietly turned his face, lightly observing this person who inexplicably pinched herself, as if he couldn’t understand her actions.
As Beitang Yao raised his eyes to look out the window casually, his peripheral vision caught sight of a brightly lit shop.
"Stop," Beitang Yao suddenly called out.
The driver thought he might be hallucinating, but seeing Beitang Yao’s indifferent eyes in the rearview mirror, he unquestioningly parked the car to the side.
Beitang Yao elegantly stepped out from the car, ignoring the driver’s call through the rolled-down window.
The Young Master never explains his actions to anyone, so the driver could only wait by the car.
After a short while, seeing the Young Master co out of a drugstore, carrying two large bags, seemingly full of various types of dicine.
Coming out of a drugstore, of course, buying dicine; was he buying clothes instead?
The driver hurriedly took the items from the Young Master’s hands, bowing as he opened the car door for him. After placing the two bags in order, the driver drove off.
The driver secretly glanced at the transparent shopping bags and saw so words, mostly stomach dicine.
Does the Young Master have a stomach ailnt? Furthermore, the Young Master rarely buys things personally; he usually lets Night Wind Housekeeper arrange it. The driver dared not imagine further and concentrated on driving.
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