It’s not that Ye Feng wants to speak on behalf of Xia Qingqian, but once the Young Master loses his temper, the sky would collapse, and no one could stop his dominance.
"Why didn’t you tell the truth at that ti?" He rembered that Ye Feng didn’t say it this way initially. He exhaled heavily, his gloomy eyes becoming even more unfathomable.
The cold aura of Beitang Yao made Ye Feng montarily unsteady. Swallowing hard, he said timidly, "Young Master, it’s all my fault for acting on my own. I thought since they had already separated, there was no need to bring it up again." If it provoked the Young Master, then there’d be real chaos.
"They are separated, not broken up." He clenched his fist, a hint of anger in his eyes that even he couldn’t detect.
"...Young Master." Ye Feng also began to resemble Xia Qingqian, even his tone of voice beca very similar.
"I’ll give you one last chance to make ands." Beitang Yao said coolly, turning to leave, "Go investigate imdiately, find out what happened to Xia Qingqian at school tonight."
"Yes, Young Master." Ye Feng nodded with trembling fear but when he saw the Young Master about to leave the infirmary, he imdiately raised his hand in mid-air and said, "Young Master, Miss Xia’s head is injured, she can’t sleep lying down."
Beitang Yao paused, considering Ye Feng’s words, and after a long while, replied softly, "Call the servants to watch over her sleep, and be very careful with her wound." With that, he opened the door.
He trusted Ye Feng’s dical skills, so he eased the heavy burden in his heart and returned to his bedroom, initially planning to relax in the swimming pool but found himself unable to muster the enthusiasm.
Xia Qingqian’s pale face and so words from the female veterinarian kept resurfacing in his mind.
Why, upon learning that her heart belonged to another man, does his chest beco so heavy, unable to find peace for even a mont? That man is quite ordinary looking, why would Xia Qingqian fall for him?
He held her in his arms as if cradling a porcelain doll. Her face was like white jade, her eyes filled with pain and confusion, misty like two ancient cold springs, dark and unfathomable. Inside there was nothing but confusion and pain, not a trace of other impurities, driving him insane.
And he deeply fell into those dark, enigmatic eyes, his heart gradually being eroded by her emotions.
Xia Qingqian slept deeply for two whole days. When Beitang Yao saw that she still hadn’t woken up, he lost his temper: "Ye Feng, if she doesn’t wake up soon, throw her out imdiately." Looking at Xia Qingqian, lifeless, he felt thoroughly uncomfortable.
The servant next to her was so scared that their heart jumped to their throat, cautiously wiping Xia Qingqian’s body.
Ye Feng, forcing himself to speak, said, "Young Master, Miss Xia seems unwilling to wake up."
"Did you find out everything I asked you to investigate?" Beitang Yao relaxed, leaning his head against the back of the chair, resting his eyes. Over these two days, he went nowhere, remaining at the mountainside villa.
This ti, Ye Feng dared not tell any more lies and revealed everything he knew, including the death of Qiao Zhenyu.
Beitang Yao lightly raised his eyebrows, "Oh? This guy Mu Liubing, what’s he up to?" He seed to connect so dots in his mind.
Previously, being dragged by Du Ziheng and Bai Junhao from the Golden Venerate Hotel to the Ye Weiyang Nightclub was also Mu Liubing’s idea.
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