Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 801 - 802: Do Not Go Against the Young Master’s Will
After his mother left, she had left him this vase. As long as the vase was there, his mother would always be with him. Now, the vase is shattered, can it ever be as it was? This proves that the vase is gone, and the last bit of warmth his mother left him is gone as well.
Xia Qingqian was brutally kicked by Beitang Yao, and her half-squatting body fell hard to the ground. Her tender hand was also cut by the sharp fragments, and a gush of fresh blood flowed from the wound, dripping onto the vase, so glaring.
At this moment, a silhouette clad in black, cold and distant, appeared at the door, "Young Master." Accompanied by a voice no less cold than Beitang Yao’s own unique tone, it floated into everyone’s ears.
After Beitang Yao gave Xia Qingqian a harsh kick, that person urgently called out.
"Ye Feng, handle the situation here as you see fit!" Beitang Yao glanced coldly at the man called Ye Feng, his brows never relaxing for a moment.
Pain, uncomfortable tears instantly filled her eyes. She didn’t even dare to utter a sound of pain, because it seemed she had touched Beitang Yao’s bottom line, and he was angry.
The servant standing aside saw this, trembling in her legs. After much hesitation, she still chose to stay where she was. Because when the Young Master loses his temper, it’s truly like a volcanic eruption, the power uncontainable. And now Xia Qingqian broke a vase worth a fortune, if she went over, wouldn’t she end up being scolded alongside her by the Young Master? Even the Night Wind Housekeeper had returned, what if the housekeeper said she abandoned her post, what then?
Beitang Yao ultimately said nothing, his eyes, filled with a mesmerizing and desolate light, glanced faintly at the scattered shards on the ground. His hands, cold, were placed in his pant pockets as he turned and went upstairs. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Xia Qingqian blinked her eyes hard, clearing the mist away, hurriedly looking up in the direction Beitang Yao left. What she saw was a cold and towering figure, until that figure disappeared into the spiral staircase. She returned her gaze to her own hand, the wound slightly stinging, and the blood that initially flowed was already showing signs of clotting.
"Miss Xia, you need to be careful in the future. The Young Master doesn’t like things he dislikes, you absolutely shouldn’t go against his wishes. Like that time with the dog, I know you kindly took it in because you couldn’t bear to see it abandoned by its owner," the servant finally snapped out of it, walked up to Xia Qingqian, and lowered her voice, "I’ve never seen the Young Master this angry before. The Night Wind Housekeeper once instructed us to be very cautious with everything in the villa."
Seeing that her hand was still bleeding, the servant exclaimed, "Miss Xia, your hand is bleeding."
Xia Qingqian, however, ignored the wound, and instead raised her clear, bright eyes, gazing somewhat dazedly at the servant, "Auntie, was this vase very expensive?" Since she broke the vase, no matter how costly, she would work hard to earn money to buy a new one.
"Is there anything in the villa that’s not expensive? It’s a life of luxury that ordinary families like ours couldn’t achieve even after striving for ten generations." The servant perhaps felt she was being too verbose, especially since the Night Wind Housekeeper was standing not far away, "Miss Xia, the Young Master is very angry at the moment. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you should ask the Young Master for guidance. Let me first clean your wound." The servant was afraid of making mistakes by saying too much, she was a new servant who hadn’t been there long and was supposed to follow the rules, not act so rudely.
