Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 911 - 913: Have I Disrespected You?

"Who do you think you are? You’re not in a position to make demands of me." All of Beitang Yao’s earlier gentleness must have been an illusion, a false facade that never truly existed, something she foolishly dreamed of.

"Young Master, even though I was bought by you to be a plaything, can you at least give me the minimal respect, please?" She is human too, and not his property. Why does he have the right to trample on her dignity without restraint?

For no other reason than that he saved Xia Qingqian’s family from a dire situation. Indeed, money is a wonderful thing; it can buy many unimaginable pleasures.

For example, Xia Qingqian was a pleasure Beitang Yao bought with money. Whenever he wants, he can play with her, torment her.

However, he no longer feels the same urge to torment her to the point of breaking. He has started to fear seeing her hurt even in the slightest.

Watching her, his heart unexpectedly trembled a little.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips curved up slightly. Could it be that after tormenting a woman for so long, he now wants to protect her well? It’s laughable...

And now, she seems to have learned to be sharp-tongued; she no longer has that initial timidity from their first meeting, even though she’s still scared of being alone with him and facing him. Yet the fact that she dares to make demands of this demon with boldness... she’s taken a small step forward.

But he won’t let her become too presumptuous.

"Respect? Have I disrespected you? You eat what I provide, live in what I give, use what I offer—all the best this world has. And yet you say I don’t respect you?" Could it be that after the accident, this woman’s entire worldview has started to change?

Xia Qingqian listened to Beitang Yao’s tirade and truly found herself speechless.

Indeed, she is under his roof, what more can she demand? Besides, she really isn’t in any position to negotiate with Beitang Yao; he is their savior.

"Thank you for your generosity, Young Master." She started feeling a bit uneasy. "Young Master, can we not continue this topic?"

She has witnessed the Young Master’s sharp tongue, which no one can withstand. Only because her tolerance for criticism is slightly higher than most can she survive under the Young Master’s onslaught.

"Xia Qingqian, it seems you’re the one talking, not me, spending time here babbling." He pulled out a few tissues and wiped his lapel, soiled by something Xia Qingqian had spat out — whether it was saliva or lemon water.

Fortunately for Xia Qingqian, Beitang Yao didn’t find it dirty enough to change his clothes. In the past, he would have swiftly removed the soiled clothes, jumped into the swimming pool for a swim, then demanded the staff to change the pool water before swimming again...

Now Beitang Yao didn’t do any of that, shocking Xia Qingqian.

Perhaps it’s because there’s no swimming pool here...?

"Yes... yes... yes..." She repeatedly agreed, "All of it is my fault."

"Tell me what’s your fault?" Beitang Yao, from who knows where, found the leisure to tease her, setting aside all his busy affairs. You should know, Beitang Yao is the kind of workaholic who can work twenty-four hours a day without rest.

Xia Qingqian’s heart trembled, uncertain if it was her illusion or if something was wrong with Beitang Yao’s mind. She felt the Young Master lately was not the Young Master anymore. There seemed to be something off.