Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 878 - 880: I Haven’t Forgotten

Du Ziheng initially thought he was seeing things, hallucinating. However, he clearly observed a flicker of anger in Beitang Yao’s cold and deep eyes.

Du Ziheng walked over, lightly patting Beitang Yao’s stiff shoulder, showing a playful smile, "Yao, you’re like Bao Zheng reincarnated, your face is even darker than his." He appeared carefree and unrestrained.

Immediately, a beam of cold light swept across Du Ziheng’s face, so he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Seems like you really have forgotten the contract between us?" Beitang Yao said coldly, his icy breath blowing onto Xia Qingqian’s face.

Xia Qingqian suddenly looked up, staring into Beitang Yao’s icy depths, "Young Master, I haven’t forgotten..."

Why was fate playing this joke on her? Why didn’t they let either one arrive first, but instead have them arrive simultaneously...

Now, the oppressive coldness of the Young Master was suffocating her.

She really wanted the Young Master to know that there was nothing going on between her and Du Ziheng, but she couldn’t find the words.

"Ye Feng escorted Eva home, and I just happened to visit Monica, so I brought Qing Qian over as well." Du Ziheng answered honestly.

Xia Qingqian felt relieved, but Beitang Yao remained indifferent, instead eyeing Du Ziheng with suspicion, "You think I can’t guess what you’re up to?"

After a cold snort, Beitang Yao followed the attendant into the hotel.

Yet he couldn’t shake off the image of Xia Qingqian’s entirely refreshed appearance, Monica had chosen a makeup that matched her pure temperament instead of putting on heavy makeup. Paired with a perfectly tailored dress that accentuated her graceful figure, she exuded a sweet, feminine charm.

Xia Qingqian dared not lag behind, quickly following.

Tonight’s ball was a private one, organized for Nancy’s triumphant return, with Beitang Yao inviting some film stars, singers, company executives, and familiar friends.

Xia Qingqian deeply felt that the Young Master was indeed angry, even though she couldn’t quite pinpoint the reason. Perhaps it was the stipulation in the contract that prohibited her from having any contact with men.

Not even the Young Master’s friends?

Bam —

Her forehead suddenly collided with an iron-like wall of flesh, she raised her hand to soothe the aching spot.

A faint scent of tobacco filled her nostrils, she suddenly looked up, staring dazedly at Beitang Yao’s back, "Young Master?"

Confused as to why the Young Master had stopped suddenly, she stepped back, maintaining a certain distance between them.

Beitang Yao slowly turned around, gazing at Xia Qingqian for a moment before speaking in an ice-hard, resolute tone, "Don’t let me see you interacting with other men again!" Beitang Yao released the suppressed fury in his heart.

Looking at the woman in front of him who constantly brought trouble, he really had an urge to strangle her.

Xia Qingqian saw the frightening storm on the Young Master’s face, she hastily turned away, her whole body trembling.

She always feared the Young Master’s chilling aura, any time he wore a cold expression, she anticipated no good days ahead.

"... Young Master..." Xia Qingqian called out to Beitang Yao with difficulty.

She dared not promise Beitang Yao anymore because she had just vowed in front of him not long ago. Now she was indeed stepping out of Du Ziheng’s car, witnessed by the Young Master.

She no longer had the right to promise anything.