Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 844 - 846: How Much Longer Do You Want Me to Wait for You

Back then, he did look down on this woman, but now, seeing her suffer grievances on the street, he couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. It turned out that all of this was not what she intended; she was also forced.

Seeing her soft tears, he forgot to breathe.

Indeed, women are made of water, not to be hurt.

"Don’t cry, the Young Master will stand up for you." Ye Feng handed her a clean handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

It’s important to know that the Young Master dislikes women who cry incessantly, and there’s a risk he will resent it if he sees.

Her tears, her sobs, are truly pitiful to anyone who witnesses them.

Xia Qingqian stopped in her tracks, wanting to turn back to look at Mr. Xia kneeling on the ground. She blamed herself for speaking too quickly and saying things that shouldn’t have been said to hurt her father.

Anxiety swirled within her; she shouldn’t have spoken such hurtful words.

Xia Qingqian dried her tears, and Ye Feng opened the car door for her.

"...Young Master." Her voice suddenly turned hoarse, her swollen eyes were deeply red, making one feel sympathetic.

Beitang Yao watched the entire scene, yet his face remained cold and expressionless. After a brief acknowledgment, he instructed Ye Feng to drive away.

Xia Qingqian might have been unable to suppress the sourness swelling in her chest, quietly sobbing, her frail shoulders trembling lightly. She bit her lip to prevent any sounds from escaping.

Beitang Yao’s fingers moved slightly, but the sobbing sound reached his ears, making him clear his throat, and she promptly ceased her sobs.

Ye Feng quickly glanced at the uneasy pair in the back through the rearview mirror. In his mind, Xia Qingqian’s words to her father repeated over and over.

But should he tell the Young Master these words? Though he promised Xia Qingqian he wouldn’t tell, if he didn’t, she would endure even more suffering.

The Young Master would never tolerate her doing anything against his will, even if she was merely his plaything; he would not permit it.

When the car stopped, some guards in black uniforms approached the car, bowing and opening the door.

Beitang Yao got out of the car, followed by several guards, heading towards the building.

After handing the car keys to the valet, Ye Feng walked alongside Xia Qingqian, keeping a distance of three people between them.

And Xia Qingqian kept her head down, her face pale and devoid of color. Her once crystal-clear eyes turned murky and distant.

"Miss Xia, let’s first have breakfast in the company’s cafeteria. Otherwise, it will be several hours before you can have lunch." Ye Feng recalled the servants saying she had skipped breakfast, "You have stomach issues and need to take better care of yourself."

So she hurried to see her father.

She shook her head with an awkward smile but said nothing.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the cold and handsome figure standing by the private elevator for the president. When the elevator opened, he strode inside alone.

And she didn’t dare to take the elevator with others, so she waited for the next one.

Suddenly, Ye Feng pulled her into the president’s private elevator beside them, and she was startled to see Beitang Yao standing coldly inside. He was exuding a regal aura, dazzling and piercing to her eyes.

"How much longer do you intend to keep me waiting?" Beitang Yao cast a cold glance at her, his voice chilling, causing Xia Qingqian to involuntarily shiver.

Amidst surprised gazes, Xia Qingqian entered the president’s private elevator.