Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 815 - 816: I Can Do Anything
But she could tell the seriousness of the situation from his sometimes angry, sometimes furrowed brow expression.
And she vaguely felt Night Wind’s gaze, somewhat colder and weaker than Beitang Yao’s, falling upon her, stirring a ripple of unease in her heart, as she carefully speculated in her mind about what they were discussing.
Lately, she hadn’t followed his orders and left the villa with Beitang Huan, his face full of anger as he asked her if she intended to break the agreement.
She concealed from him, without any approval, and privately took in an abandoned Bichon Frise puppy, while also breaking his Qing Dynasty Qianlong vase, worth five billion.
She even quarreled with Beitang Huan, leading to his injury...
Any one of these could make her deserve death a hundred times over.
Was he discussing with Night Wind Housekeeper about how to deal with her... She could only think of how she would die in her mind... The more she thought, the more she collapsed, unable to sit still, she stood up anxiously from the chair.
The movement so large, that the chair let out a "creak" sound, attracting the attention of both Beitang Yao and Night Wind who were conversing in the living room.
On closer inspection, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Xia Qingqian’s forehead, even the palm she was tightly clutching was covered in cold sweat.
She gracefully moved her lotus steps between Beitang Yao and Night Wind’s cold gazes, and stopped within a meter of them in the living room.
"Miss Xia, do you have any matters?" Night Wind took the tablet from Beitang Yao’s hands and asked lightly, watching Xia Qingqian’s solemn expression.
She met Night Wind’s gaze, gently pursed her lips, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and her long, upward eyelashes trembled slightly, like dew on the morning grass, calming the heart along with them.
"Night Wind Housekeeper, since I am the Young Master’s..." She found it difficult to speak, her tone suddenly shifted, "I know many things, I can do anything." She still didn’t vocalize the difficult-to-say word ’pet’, because there was no need to say it, they all knew what it was...
Night Wind didn’t respond immediately, but slightly furrowed his brow, pondered for a while, glanced at Beitang Yao who sat cold and indifferent on the sofa, then his gaze returned to Xia Qingqian.
Night Wind looked at Xia Qingqian and first asked in a string of standard American English, "Do you know public relations, planning, scheduling? How many languages do you speak?"
Xia Qingqian was momentarily stunned, staring at Night Wind dazedly, before she snapped back after a long time, repeating what Night Wind had just said in her mind.
"Proficient in English, Japanese, Russian," Xia Qingqian now wore a face full of confidence, "familiar with Korean and Spanish." She knew she was born far beneath the average person, so she must excel academically, and even in her future work, to improve her family’s circumstances.
She devoted all her energy to her studies, taking any elective courses that would be useful whenever she had time. So, through self-study, she obtained proficiency certificates in English, Japanese, and Russian.
Upon hearing this, Night Wind changed his cold demeanor, his expression seemed to be relieved, and he replaced it with a gentle smile, conversing with Xia Qingqian in Russian.
Xia Qingqian replied fluently, as if she had been working in the profession for many years, with a confident smile on her face. She shed the humble and timid expression as Beitang Yao’s pet, and the aura radiating from her now was so composed and full of an admirable charm.
