Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 867 - 869: Could Something Have Happened to This Woman?

Standing in the elevator with a sullen face, yet not at her floor.

There was no expression on Xia Qingqian’s face, faintly, but her hurts couldn’t be hidden.

The CEO’s office occupies an entire separate floor, and upon arrival, she bypassed others and walked out. Just as her front foot stepped out, the elevator doors closed with a ding.

It felt as though a massive stone was blocking her heart, making it hard to breathe. She supported herself against the corner of the wall, walking slowly. The next moment, a vague sharp pain gripped her heart, her cheeks turned pale in an instant, and she reached out to clutch her aching heart tightly.

Her body slowly slid down along the cold wall, collapsing to the ground, beads of cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

She was almost crawling with all her strength concentrated in her hands, tightly clutching her heart. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Why did sudden pain strike... Unprecedented agony made her feel as if she were dying. When she closed her eyes, she saw the desolate figure of Brother Zhenyu, faintly departing from her vision, waving goodbye. The next moment, he transformed into light white feathers, fluttering in the air.

"No—" She abruptly opened those almond-shaped eyes, feeling so weak she seemed about to drip tears, stretching out her hand trying to grasp the feathers disappearing before her.

Yet her heart seemed to have stopped breathing, no longer beating, no matter how she tried to rouse it, it wasn’t working, and she cried out in fear.

Her sobs alarmed Beitang Yao within the CEO’s office. He had just sat in the chair, about to click an email sent by Ye Feng.

Upon hearing the painful sobs from outside, he released the mouse and left the desk.

Coming out, he didn’t see Xia Qingqian, as he was puzzled, his peripheral vision glimpsed Xia Qingqian collapsed on the floor.

He walked over, didn’t squat down but gently kicked Xia Qingqian’s body with his foot a couple of times.

Seeing her unresponsive, he called twice, "Hey, woman, get up quickly—"

But the person below seemed indifferent, not responding to his kicks or calls.

Caught in a sudden panic, he wondered if something might’ve happened to her.

Frantically squatting down, he lifted her up, seeing her pale little face drenched in large beads of sweat, while her hand tightly clutched her heart.

"Woman, what’s wrong with you?" He reached out to check her breath, gently patting her face a few times.

Picking her up and entering the CEO’s dedicated bedroom for rest, he laid her on the bed and called Ye Feng.

Ye Feng hurried over, Beitang Yao anxiously urged him into the room to examine Xia Qingqian lying on his private bed.

Ye Feng, surprised, entered the room, opened the spare medical kit, and gave her a simple check-up.

Standing up, he said to Beitang Yao, "Young Master, Miss Xia isn’t in serious trouble, she’ll be fine after resting for a while."

"Does she have some ailment?" Beitang Yao, somewhat worried, said, "If she has an infectious disease, get her out immediately."

Beitang Yao’s face showed a hint of disgust, giving Ye Feng a glance signaling him to continue a thorough check.

Ye Feng sneered inwardly, "Young Master, there’s no need to panic. She’s very healthy, no infectious diseases." Young Master’s concern for Xia Qingqian was truly unique.

If Young Master was merely worried Xia Qingqian truly had an infectious disease, he certainly wouldn’t have carried her to the bed.

Bear in mind, Young Master is someone with a severe cleanliness obsession.