Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 852 - 854: You Can’t Tell Anything Apart
"Organize the important materials and send them to the emails of each department one by one," he instructed lightly.
Xia Qingqian looked down at the documents, unsure of where to start. "Young Master, which ones are important?" Looking at the whole page, everything seemed important. Did the Young Master want her to be more specific?
If this kind of torment continued, let alone the reception work, even the translation work the Young Master just assigned couldn’t be guaranteed to be completed. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Beitang Yao watched her face full of bewilderment and realization. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and sat back coldly in front of the computer.
"If you can’t even distinguish between what is important and what is not, I really doubt Ye Feng’s ability to handle tasks." Beitang Yao paused his work, looking directly at Xia Qingqian.
"The company is busy every quarter. Hosting matters do not exclusively depend on you. Follow the arrangements. It’s not up to you to decide company affairs."
Xia Qingqian had nothing more to say. The more she spoke, the more she demeaned herself. Since she was able to secure a job through Night Wind Housekeeper, she couldn’t let Night Wind Housekeeper take the blame. After weighing her options, she decided to give up the struggle.
Although somewhat frustrated, as long as Nancy entered the company, she’d still have the chance to get close to him.
"If there’s nothing else, I’ll get busy," she said.
"Go on then—" he said lightly, but his deep eyes suddenly darkened.
His peripheral vision gently followed Xia Qingqian’s retreating figure. He noticed her body trembled slightly, almost as if smoke was about to rise from her head.
Yet in his heart, he was secretly elated, something even he didn’t realize.
Xia Qingqian felt like tomorrow’s hosting duties were hopeless. Instead, she bore Beitang Yao’s pent-up resentment. This man clearly had it out for her, completely reversing his stance.
Until the end of the workday, Xia Qingqian couldn’t leave the office. Beitang Yao ignored her, leaving her alone in the office as he departed.
Xia Qingqian was quite content with the quiet. Without Beitang Yao in the office, the air was delightfully pleasant, and her mood improved greatly.
Unconsciously, she threw herself into the translation work with a good mood, using her unique skills to translate all the tedious assignments.
At this moment, she forgot all unpleasant troubles. Tomorrow, she could meet him!
Thinking of this, her heart pounded, inexplicably making her pause her work and pick up a magazine nearby.
Leaning her body back against the chair, her slender fingers caressed the image of Nancy on the magazine, tenderly stroking his hair, his thick eyebrows, and his full lips.
She visualized him vividly in her mind’s eye.
Perhaps she was too focused; she didn’t notice the figure standing behind her.
Beitang Yao stood by the door while she sat in the chair with her back to him, gently caressing the person in the magazine. Although he couldn’t see the expression in her eyes, as intelligent and perceptive as he was, how could he not understand the ripples contained in her gaze?
He didn’t want the woman in front of him to immerse herself in Nancy. With a cold face, he walked over and placed the bag he was holding on the table.
Startled, Xia Qingqian hurriedly put away the magazine, hiding it behind her. She stood up, her face pale, stammering, "...Young Master, why are you back?"
She clearly remembered he had left the office. Why was he back now?
The hand clutching the magazine behind her was sweating profusely.
