Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 866 - 868: Is He the One You’re Looking For?
"Young Master, not here." Her voice was so hoarse that when she met his icy gaze, she swallowed the words ’don’t treat me like this’ with great difficulty.
"You’ve endured so much, haven’t you? Yet your voice is so hoarse." He murmured suggestively near her ear, then with a wicked smile, "You mean, change the location."
Xia Qingqian wished she had a burrowing ability, to find a hole and crawl into it. When had Young Master learned to be so smooth-talking? She would rather he speak to her in a cold tone than be so chatty.
She felt both ashamed and angry, turned her face away and fastened the buttons he’d undone, while biting her lips tightly.
It turns out that being someone else’s plaything means submitting to his whims at any time and being exploited and toyed with.
No matter how unwilling she was, she didn’t want to be just his outlet tool. Yes, she didn’t want to be just a simple outlet tool; she hoped one day she could be like Nancy and Ye Feng, to become his right hand.
She still hoped to find her own value in work, rather than being a tool for his venting. She hoped to succeed in her work and gain his recognition.
"You saw Nancy, is she the person you’re looking for?"
Beitang Yao put away his playful demeanor and drove off the asphalt road.
Xia Qingqian stared fixedly at the scenery outside the window, feeling that her Brother Zhenyu seemed to be gone forever. Four years had passed, and she hadn’t heard anything from him.
"Young Master, Nancy is not the person I’m looking for." She confessed.
"Woman, in your heart, apart from matters of work, if you keep thinking about irrelevant things, I’ll definitely personally crush that little head of yours."
His tone carried a hint of coldness, his long fingers brushed her cheek, the rough pads of his fingers rubbing her cherry lips.
She stared blankly ahead, while Beitang Yao’s lazy demeanor caused Xia Qingqian’s heart to leap to her throat; she feared the car might collide with other vehicles.
"Young Master, the traffic light is ahead!" She kindly reminded him.
Watching as Young Master’s car almost collided with the stopped car ahead, Xia Qingqian exclaimed in surprise.
Upon hearing this, Beitang Yao slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding a collision. Once he regained his composure, he realized what he was doing. He had almost tried to force himself on her right there on the road.
Beitang Yao went straight into the executive elevator, completely ignoring Xia Qingqian trailing behind him. Watching the executive elevator doors close, Xia Qingqian sighed in relief, like being lucky.
The entire company knew about Xia Qingqian’s situation, although she was the president’s secretary, they secretly speculated behind her back.
They guessed that Xia Qingqian must have climbed into the president’s bed to secure her position as secretary; some even said she must have used numerous tactics to oust the previous secretary.
There were both praises and criticisms, but Xia Qingqian merely smiled them off. Lips are attached to others’ faces, she had no right to stop things from happening, but she could avoid the gossip.
But she was the president’s close aide, so no one dared to go too far, merely gossiping behind her back.
She squeezed into an elevator with other company employees, huddled in the corner, while others avoided her like the plague, not daring to come close to her. When the elevator doors opened, everyone hurriedly fled.
