He gave a muffled cough, then his icy eyes darkened as he forcefully suppressed the fire ignited by Xia Qingqian within him.
"It’s nothing, get off right now!" His eyes were cold, nearly roaring, if she kept looking at him with those pitiful eyes, he might lose control and turn her over, pinning her beneath him...
This loss, he would definitely demand back with interest.
Xia Qingqian also realized her inappropriate behavior and quickly sat up, but her hand rested on Beitang Yao’s flat, sturdy abdon.
A jolt of electricity surged into her palm, startling her into quickly withdrawing her hand, staring blankly at Beitang Yao.
"...Young Master, I’m sorry..." She didn’t an it, being shocked made her hand spasm.
Beitang Yao sat up wearily, stood up, tidying the clothes she had wrinkled with a blank expression.
"Cried enough?" he asked in a low voice, his peripheral vision naturally glancing at her.
Xia Qingqian nodded lightly, "Young Master, can I leave?" At this mont, had she forgotten the contract between her and Beitang Yao?
Beitang Yao’s gaze fell on Xia Qingqian in astonishnt, his brows knit, "What did you say?"
"Young Master, I want to leave here..." She knew the Young Master would surely be enraged, her curled body trembling slightly.
"Do you think you can just leave? The contract clearly states in black and white, if you breach it, you’ll compensate tenfold, can you afford it?" And he hadn’t even begun to tornt her yet, how could he let her leave so quickly?
He never did losing business, since she signed the contract, everything must proceed according to the rules.
As long as Xia Qingqian breached any term of the contract, it was considered a violation. And Xia Qingqian broke the first rule, having frequent interactions with other n.
This charge wasn’t sothing he wanted to place on her, it was her own doing. He gave her a chance, another offense, and she would et a very ugly end.
Only when he no longer wanted anything to do with her, terminating the contract would still require her to compensate for his losses.
Truly, there’s no business without slyness; Beitang Yao’s calculating mind was so precise.
Xia Qingqian bit her lip, her brows deeply furrowed, a trace of panic in her eyes.
She wanted to see Brother Zhenyu one last ti, just one last ti, she wanted to see where he lived, was he lonely?
She just wanted to leave, to see Brother Zhenyu one last ti, is this small request sothing the Young Master wouldn’t agree to?
Of course, she was just his plaything, what right did she have to negotiate with him?
"Young Master, can I exchange one year of extension for a week of your ti?" Her eyes brimming with tears, her hands tightly clasped, she pleaded with him to stay by his side.
Originally two years, now she’s added another year herself, throwing her further into the abyss; it seed as if once Beitang Yao agreed, she would end up in eternal damnation.
"This is what you said yourself." Although she would leave for a week to rember the man in her heart, she herself was willing to add another year, in any case, he still profited.
He had no reason to refuse... maybe two years couldn’t let her experience all the tornt, three years would be just right.
He calculated in his mind.
"Young Master, you agreed to my request?" She looked at Beitang Yao gratefully, she was entirely under his control, she couldn’t leave by a single step on her own.
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