Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 794 - 795: How did you get into such a state?
Hearing that it was done by Mu Si, Beitang Yao’s icy eyes darkened. After a moment of silence, he coldly said, "This matter has troubled you." Then, he walked straight out.
"Yao—" Bai Junhao pondered for a while, then suddenly got up and called out to Beitang Yao, who had already jumped into his car, "Xia Qingqian is not in the villa right now, she was taken away by Huan."
Beitang Yao cursed under his breath, "You and Beitang Huan colluded to deceive me!" He never thought that Bai Junhao’s call was a trick. Did they deliberately lure him away to take Xia Qingqian? "Bai Junhao, I’ll settle this account with you slowly—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red sports car had already disappeared from Bai Junhao’s sight.
When Beitang Yao appeared at the Golden Splendor Hotel, the music at the ball came to an abrupt halt, and even everyone stopped their revelry, all staring at Beitang Yao, who appeared at the ball like an ice sculpture.
He was dressed in European aristocratic attire, and the material of the clothes easily revealed their exquisite and expensive nature. His face had two sword-like thick eyebrows, narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes, but the gaze they reflected was as cold and intimidating as a viper’s, displaying a completely cold expression, like an iceberg that would never melt. It felt as if there was no ray of sunshine that could brighten it up in this world.
Those phoenix eyes seemed familiar, as if the event had just happened, but no one could recall the specifics. Just because a dignified man appeared here, they couldn’t get enough of looking at him.
His sinister icy eyes coldly scanned the room, not finding the figure he sought. Suddenly, his face turned stern as he walked toward the flashing light, grabbed the DSLR with his slender hand, deleted the picture of him on the screen, and harshly threw it on the ground. "Where is Beitang Huan?"
When Beitang Yao reached the luxurious presidential suite, he pressed the doorbell.
The person inside heard the urgent doorbell, walked out from the bathroom, and looked at the screen of the video phone, Xia Qingqian was completely stunned.
Her body was covered with red rashes, itching unbearably. If Beitang Yao saw her like this, he would definitely despise her.
Miss Beitang Huan saw that she was unwilling to dance with other men, so she gave her an ultimatum: either toast every person present or else. Qingqian didn’t dare to ruin the contract with Beitang Yao, nor to offend Beitang Huan, so she reluctantly drank the alcohol. After drinking several glasses, the red rashes had already spread to her cheeks, neck, and arms.
"Beitang Huan, open the door—" Beitang Yao’s deep and cold voice along with his handsome and stern face was transmitted through the video phone into Xia Qingqian’s ears and eyes.
"Beitang Huan, you have three seconds to open the door!" There was no room for doubt. As soon as he finished speaking, the door was already opened.
When the door opened, what Beitang Yao saw was Xia Qingqian’s flushed face, with her hands constantly scratching her neck and face.
"Young Master Beitang..." Xia Qingqian couldn’t help but hiccup from the alcohol, calling out to Beitang Yao.
But in her clear eyes, the look of terror and panic was evident, enough to melt any cold heart, including Beitang Yao’s.
Her uncomfortable moans echoed in his ears. Watching her scratch her body in discomfort, with those red rashes, he grabbed her wrist. "How did you end up like this? Where’s that girl Beitang Huan?"
Her pretty face, catalyzed by alcohol, made her eyes filled with affection and became misty. The V-neck bathrobe exposed her fair, round, and deep **. The mixed scent of shower gel, hair, and her unique female fragrance draped around, intoxicating anyone who breathed it in. This mature, alluring charm captivated Beitang Yao, making his gaze daze and burn as he looked at her.
