Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 782 - 783: Lost Sanity

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Chapter 782: Chapter 783: Lost Sanity

Half-closed in a daze, she was so alluring, Beitang Yao almost wished to take her right there and then! But he still suppressed the raging fire in his heart.

Her long, dark hair fell naturally over her shoulders, her small, flushed face dyed with a dizzying glow, those plump, tender cherry lips, slightly parted, exhaling breath mixed with scorching heat, how dazzling she was. Especially those clear-cut eyes, which suddenly changed his expression! He wished he could crush those clear-cut eyes to dust!

The next moment, he pinned her firmly against the door, leaning forward, one hand pressed against the door, the other holding her sharp chin, meeting her fearful eyes with a devilish gaze, venting all accumulated resentment furiously upon her.

Xia Qingqian stiffened, not daring to move, staring blankly at the dangerous aura emanating from Beitang Yao, her lips twitching, lips clenched, holding her breath, waiting for the unease to descend. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

This action of hers truly was like a flame, burning his rationality to ashes.

Tears of humiliation slid down Xia Qingqian’s cheeks, letting the muscular man on top of her plunder everything from her.

Xia Qingqian was wandering in her mind, that absent-minded expression deeply stung Beitang Yao, a vague resentment rising from his heart.

Her small face suddenly turned pale, accompanied by a trace of pain.

What attracted him was when she unconsciously turned her gaze towards him, those clear-cut eyes, further astonishing him.

He mistook her for one of those women selling company, asking her to name a price, at that time he was consumed by anger, saying such words, yet now seeing her auctioning herself on stage. Truly, the purer the women, the more despicable they are!

The woman he loved deeply, when he was preparing to confess his true identity and propose to her, yet he saw her climbing into the bed of a famous director, right in their apartment.

He stood there, eyes wide, mouth agape, watching the shameless scene of that man and woman together, he felt the sting of betrayal from head to toe, so cruel and grotesque! He had always kept a low profile, not letting outsiders know his true identity, wanting to find someone who loved him for who he was, not for his money.

It turned out, even the woman he loved so dearly was so lowly, willing to submit beneath that pot-bellied, greasy-faced Lao Man for money and glory.

When he barged in, his woman climbed off the bed, naked, looking at Beitang Yao with her once clear eyes, now turning cold, "If you can give me wealth, you too can enjoy this service!" Such despicable words!

How could he stomach such humiliation! Now, a woman slightly resembling her was under him, he wanted to punish this woman who also sold her body for money!

"Why do you women all love money, is there no such thing as love without money?"

Beitang Yao’s handsome face was full of pain, his large hand clamping Xia Qingqian’s chin, staring painfully into her eyes, "I gave you money, why did you still betray me! Did I allow you to be with other men!"

"Beitang, Y-Young Master..."

Xia Qingqian’s face turned pale, fearfully looking at the man in front of her, her small hand slapping his arm.