Such a Young Master, he has rarely seen before. Deep as a pool, the icy eyes are calm and cold, with two clusters of cold flas jumping madly from the depths of the endless darkness.
Does the Young Master’s feelings for Xia Qingqian really increase rather than diminish?
"Next ti if I see you fainting without reason again, bear the consequences yourself." His cold aura was chilling, and Xia Qingqian lightly lifted her eyes, quickly lowering her gaze when she t his harsh eyes.
The Young Master speaks with a magical influence, completely entering her ears.
"..." Xia Qingqian doesn’t know what she should say next, her eyes fixed on Beitang Yao’s long legs.
"Imdiately eliminate Zhenyu from your mind, rember your identity at this mont!" Beitang Yao tossed Ye Feng’s phone onto Xia Qingqian’s lap, then turned around and walked away coldly.
Xia Qingqian picked up the heavy object thrown on her and held her breath as she looked at the photographs on the phone. When she saw the photos, her tensed shoulders relaxed slightly.
She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Ye Feng standing nearby, her eyes full of gratitude.
If the Young Master wanted to investigate her, he wouldn’t make any mistakes. Ye Feng must be helping her secretly because the Young Master’s temperant allows no flaw.
This is good, at least the Young Master doesn’t know that Brother Zhenyu looks exactly like Nancy.
She handed the phone back to Ye Feng, avoiding direct eye contact for fear that he might discern sothing.
After drying her clothes in the bathroom, Xia Qingqian returned to her office, completed the leftover work from yesterday, and after triple-checking it only then dared to put it on Beitang Yao’s desk.
"Young Master, here’s the translation docunt you need." She gently said upon placing down the file.
"Xia Qingqian, my patience is limited. At the company, your energy should be focused solely on work." Beitang Yao said coldly, implying her personal space belongs solely to him, Beitang Yao.
"Yes, Young Master." Xia Qingqian felt wronged in her heart, her sudden fainting was unexpected too.
Even she didn’t know why she fell to the floor, vaguely she slled a faint tobacco scent, a unique fragrance carried by the Young Master. Beside the voice of Brother Zhenyu from her dreams, there was another anxious voice calling her na in reality.
Could the Young Master be that anxious about her too? She must have imagined it...
Beitang Yao took a box out from below and placed it on the table, "Wear this to tonight’s dance."
She walked over, took the box, "Thank you, Young Master."
Does the Young Master an she’s his dance partner for tonight? Tonight’s dance is prepared for Nancy.
"At eight o’clock tonight, Ye Feng will take you there." Beitang Yao said, then stood up and left from the desk, and before Xia Qingqian could ask where he was going, he had already left the large CEO office.
She has been with the company for three days, besides translation work, the only other task she’s done is organizing Nancy’s schedule.
She simply couldn’t find a bit more work to do, so she took it upon herself to gather all the other files and translate them one by one.
A book with a black leather cover caught her eye, and she casually flipped it open. Sothing was tucked inside the book, instantly an eye-catching bookmark jumped into sight.
Unable to contain her curiosity, she looked closely, and the mont she saw it, she was utterly stunned, hurriedly putting the bookmark back in its place.
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