This kind of Young Master, she was encountering for the first ti. Just imagine, an eternal Han Bing suddenly changes personality and speaks to you softly — wouldn’t you be surprised and break out in a cold sweat?
However, Xia Qingqian was very, very unaccustod to it — not accustod at all. She still preferred the Young Master as the lofty, shining man he had been, not soone who idly chatted and joked with her.
Because she truly couldn’t feel happy; the closer she got to Brother Zhenyu, the more her heart hurt, as if after this pain passed, she would never have such a profound feeling again.
Before she knew it, she slumped into the seat, her face showing two streams of clear tears. She turned away, biting her lip, with her back to Beitang Yao, secretly wiping the tears that had unwillingly rolled down.
Seeing that Xia Qingqian ignored him, Beitang Yao started feeling displeased. After waiting for about ten seconds without her responding, he turned his head and saw her face turned away, tears hanging, secretly wiping them with the back of her hand.
The crystal-clear tears made his heart tremble slightly. He had said before, if she shed another tear for no reason, he would punish her severely.
But that glimpse just now stirred a sliver of pity in his heart?
Since when did Beitang Yao beco so full of sympathy?
Thinking of this, he deftly took a clean handkerchief from his pocket, elegantly extending it to Xia Qingqian, his voice extraordinarily gentle as he said, "Take it, use it, and return it to after you clean it."
He trembled at his own words; when he threw it out, did he still need it?
Beitang Yao decided not to think about such trivial matters anymore. He opened the docunt and channeled all his energy into reviewing it.
But he couldn’t concentrate; his thoughts drifted far away and ended up on Xia Qingqian. Just a troubleso woman, yet she managed to disturb his mind — what a colossal joke!
He closed the docunt irritably, frowned, and turned to Xia Qingqian, "Tell , who is Qiao Zhenyu to you?" Such a childish question turned serious coming from his mouth.
Xia Qingqian’s mouth twitched imperceptibly, and she gripped Beitang Yao’s handkerchief a bit tighter. After pondering for a while, she honestly replied, "He is simply the first person in this lifeti who promised a future. He is very important to ."
Even if the Young Master were to sew her mouth shut, she would say it this way, because her heart belonged to Brother Zhenyu. Now that the Young Master knew about her and Qiao Zhenyu, she was happy to say it out loud.
She wasn’t afraid of the Young Master getting angry because he had no right to stop her from loving Qiao Zhenyu; they were together before eting Beitang Yao.
"Have you forgotten all the clauses in the contract?" Beitang Yao’s icy gaze narrowed, his face darkening. "If you’ve forgotten, you’d better go back and morize each one carefully."
At that mont, Xia Qingqian defiantly looked up at Beitang Yao and said word by word, "Young Master, is it necessary to take things seriously with soone who has already passed away? When I was with Brother Zhenyu, I hadn’t even t you, so what right do you have to ddle with our feelings?"
Very good, very good! Beitang Yao thought to himself, but no matter what, he couldn’t express that indignation. He glanced at Xia Qingqian’s resolute face and thought: Very well, she’s grown a backbone now, daring to challenge him!
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