Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 906 - 908: I Can’t Trust You Alone
"Ye Feng, take Xia Qingqian to the United Kingdom by helicopter. Return home in a week as planned," Beitang Yao said as he watched Xia Qingqian coming down from the second floor.
She wore a simple, princess-style dress, looking like a princess stepped out of a fairy tale, waiting for her prince to take her away from the ivory tower.
Would this prince be Beitang Yao? He wasn’t a prince, nor would he fall in love with the woman before him. Yet, he couldn’t understand his own actions for her recently.
When one doesn’t understand what they are doing, it means their heart is gradually sinking, sinking.
A servant walked behind Xia Qingqian carrying a small suitcase. She stopped about two meters away from Beitang Yao.
"Young Master, there’s no need to trouble Night Wind Housekeeper. He’s busy; there’s no need to trouble him with my matters. I can go alone." She believed the Young Master was worried about her injury, "Moreover, my injury has healed. I can take care of myself."
What did she know? Beitang Yao didn’t want her to find out things she shouldn’t. Even if he didn’t let Night Wind accompany her, he would send someone else to be by her side.
"We will go together. I’m not at ease with you going alone." Beitang Yao made a decision.
This shocked everyone, even Xia Qingqian slightly gaped, unable to close her mouth.
The Young Master truly was not at ease with her going alone.
She felt somewhat grateful. Yet, when she reached the place where Brother Zhenyu last stayed, she couldn’t help but cry in sorrow. What would the Young Master think of her?
"...Young Master..." Xia Qingqian wanted to say something, but the two over there seemed not to hear her, talking to each other. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
"Ye Feng, come to my room and pack a simple luggage," Beitang Yao closed his computer, stood up, and spoke to Ye Feng.
"Yes, Young Master," Ye Feng nodded slightly. The Young Master actually set aside his work just to accompany Xia Qingqian to the United Kingdom to see her man’s last sight? What kind of nonsense is this? What happened to the Young Master?
However, Ye Feng didn’t voice his confusion and packed the luggage as swiftly as possible.
Private plane, Xia Qingqian sat in the Young Master’s prepared private plane, flying closer and closer to Brother Zhenyu.
On the plane, she slept for a few hours. In her haze, she seemed to feel Brother Zhenyu’s tender hands reach out, pressing on her temple to gently smooth her furrowed brow.
She wanted to reach out and grab those hands. Her hand extended, indeed grasping them, and she held Brother Zhenyu’s hands, sweetly drifting to sleep.
Beitang Yao watched Xia Qingqian waving her hands wildly until she tightly grasped his hands and fell into a sweet sleep.
With a touch, he extended an unoccupied hand, affectionately stroking the stray hair falling on her forehead.
No one had ever given him this feeling - tranquil and serene. Only Xia Qingqian could give him such a feeling.
He felt he must be crazy to do such foolish things for her. When she cried, it troubled him too.
To ignore her seemed the choice, yet her despairing appearance was like a sharp knife gently stabbing his heart - not painful, yet deadly.
He nestled beside her and slept for a while. Before Xia Qingqian woke up, he withdrew his hand from hers and handed her a bottle of mineral water to hold.
