Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 790 - 791: Not Allowed to Leave a Single Step
Her hair was naturally soft and smooth, cascading down her shoulders, and she wore a cotton T-shirt and faded jeans.
The wardrobe was filled with countless luxurious and expensive dresses, yet she only chose a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. This choice, however, matched her identity. But now, he was going to take her back to the castle to meet his grandfather. How could she dress so informally? He didn’t want his family to think poorly of him.
Just then, his phone rang again. He walked to the wardrobe and personally selected a white dress, throwing it into her arms. "Without my orders, you are not to leave the villa even a step." Then he left the villa without saying more.
After changing into the dress, she sat on a chair and waited for half an hour, but Beitang Yao never appeared. Sleepiness took over her as she sat longer, and she eventually fell asleep on the table.
While she was sleeping soundly, a sudden waft of a faint orchid fragrance filled her nose. The scent was so refreshing that she jumped up in surprise.
She quickly bowed her head and said, "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep..." Her sleepiness vanished completely.
As Xia Qingqian smelled that faint fragrance in the air, she realized it was unlike the cold scent specific to Beitang Yao. She hurriedly lifted her eyes and saw a tall, beautiful woman with her arms crossed, coldly scrutinizing her.
The woman emanated that faint fragrance, which was uniquely representative of high society.
"Miss, why are you here?" Xia Qingqian asked softly when she saw the woman remained silent.
The woman took a step forward, extended her delicate fingers, and lifted Xia Qingqian’s chin. With a provocative tone, she said, "That’s the question I want to ask you! Who are you, and why are you here?"
Xia Qingqian’s voice was weak, "I am Young Master Beitang’s..." Before she could finish, the woman released her.
"So, you are the woman my brother bought?" The woman seemed to understand something, scrutinizing her closely before she suddenly said, "You look so much like..." The speaking woman was one of the many children of the Beitang clan, sharing the closest relationship with Beitang Yao. Her name was Beitang Huan. She heard that her brother had found a woman to bring back to the castle to meet their grandfather. She came to investigate, deliberately having Bai Junhao call him away so she could thoroughly understand her brother’s woman. What annoyed her the most was that her brother had never brought any woman home before. She wanted to see what qualifications this woman had to deserve such an honor.
Xia Qingqian didn’t understand the meaning in her words and nervously looked at her with clear, wide eyes.
Brother. This was Beitang Yao’s villa, and she called Beitang Yao brother, so she must be Beitang Yao’s sister?
"Hello, Miss. It was my rudeness." Xia Qingqian hurriedly apologized. Since she was Young Master Beitang’s relative, she dared not offend her.
"What’s your name?" Why do you look somewhat like the woman who hurt my brother, especially those clear eyes? Has my brother gone mad, bringing back someone who resembles her? What is he thinking?
The fragile woman in front of her might not meet the standards of a top beauty, but she had delicately arched eyebrows, eyes as enchanting as stars in the night sky, a cute little nose, and a small mouth that slightly moved. Her shoulders were sharp, her waist as flexible as a willow, and her neck was elegantly long and slender. The only drawback was her frail frame that seemed as though a mere wind could blow her away.
