Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 869 - 871: Only Traced Back to Their University Relationship

Beitang Yao’s heartbeat skipped a beat, but he still kept a stern face, looking at the woman covered in sweat, yet worried.

"Young Master, the email has been sent to your inbox." Ye Feng withdrew his hand from Xia Qingqian’s and straightened up, speaking to Beitang Yao, whose face was filled with anger.

"Who is the man she can’t forget?" Beitang Yao’s icy eyes narrowed, emitting a cold light that made Ye Feng shiver involuntarily.

"The email mentioned..." Ye Feng said softly, not daring to say it out loud.

"Don’t make me say it a second time." Beitang Yao’s hands at his sides tightened slightly, casting a faint glance at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng shuddered, recalling in his mind before he finally spoke, "They are senior-junior at the university."

Beitang Yao raised his eyebrows, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief, signaling him to speak the truth.

Could Xia Qingqian be so distressed, constantly muttering someone’s name, just a simple senior-junior relationship? As shrewd as Beitang Yao was, he wouldn’t be fooled by Ye Feng.

Seeing the young master not speaking, Ye Feng quickly said, "Zhenyu is her only friend. As for what their relationship is, I really don’t know. However, four years ago, he went abroad and has been unheard of since."

"What is the relationship between Nancy and Zhenyu?" Beitang Yao asked, as if thinking of something. When he told her there was no need to receive Nancy, her panicked expression remained fresh in his memory.

Ye Feng was stunned, not knowing how to respond. He had no idea what the relationship between Nancy and Zhenyu was.

"Young Master, there is no relationship between them."

Beitang Yao extended his hand, his face cold, and said lightly, "Give me the photo."

If the young master saw the photo, would he think he had not done his job well?

Because Nancy and Zhenyu looked almost identical, anyone who didn’t know would mistake them for the same person. When Ye Feng was investigating people around Xia Qingqian and saw Zhenyu, he was stunned.

He thought he had seen Nancy...

Before the young master’s murderous gaze could reach him again, he automatically confessed, but what he showed Beitang Yao was another photo, not of Zhenyu himself.

Beitang Yao looked at the person in the photo, then glanced at Xia Qingqian, snorted coldly, "Your taste is really at rock bottom." The person in the photo was so ordinary, yet it made this woman unable to forget him.

Beitang Yao picked up a cup of water and splashed it on Xia Qingqian’s cheek, a move that startled Ye Feng, who was trembling beside him.

Perhaps the water seeped into her eyes, she frowned and blinked lightly, her long, curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

As she opened her eyes, the fuzzy scene slowly became clear, and a cold, handsome face came into view, standing coldly in front of her.

She was so frightened by the light refracted from those cold eyes that she quickly shrank back into the corner of the sofa.

"...Young Master..." She still didn’t dare to meet Beitang Yao’s aggressive cold gaze; just one look made her feel she would lose years of her life.

Beitang Yao said nothing, his stiff lips slightly curling into a cold smile, his deep, icy eyes coldly gazing at Xia Qingqian, who was like an ant beneath him.

And standing to the side, Ye Feng, sensing the unusual atmosphere, cautiously took a few steps back. He turned his gaze to the young master’s face, suddenly startled by a sinister glance.