Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 964 - 968: Bad for Your Reputation
This is an elevator, and I’ve heard that elevators always have cameras installed. Thinking of this, Xia Qingqian quickly pushed Beitang Yao away. It didn’t matter to her if others looked down on her, but Beitang Yao was the president of Beitang Group. How could he let others see a side of him unknown to them? If people knew about Beitang Yao’s chaotic private life and the scenes of intimacy with women even in the company’s elevator, where would his authority be?
Yes, she couldn’t tarnish him; she pushed him away forcefully, then turned her head away, not looking at Beitang Yao. She drew a deep breath, her body trembling slightly, and slowly moved herself back little by little.
When her back touched the cold glass, she felt the air suddenly become very thin in the small elevator. Such thinness could stop a person from breathing and even take a person’s life.
An undercurrent was surging in the air. Beitang Yao just stood there, neither approaching nor retreating. However, his face gradually turned pale, weak, and gloomy. After an unknown period, Beitang Yao’s brow trembled slightly. He slowly lifted his head, took a step forward, and stood right in front of Xia Qingqian.
There was only a fist’s distance between them. Xia Qingqian was startled, her gaze scanning the solid ceiling, afraid that Beitang Yao might do something. She hurriedly warned, "Young Master, ... there’s a camera here..."
"Who told you there’s a camera in the president’s private elevator?" Beitang Yao raised an eyebrow, and seeing her eyes darting around frantically, his mood improved quite a bit.
"Everyone knows that elevators have CCTV. We, doing this, isn’t good for your image... right." She folded her hands secretly, praying that Beitang Yao would quickly step back. This kind of proximity made her feel like she wanted to die; she was nearly suffocated by his pressure.
"No matter where or when, you are mine. Are you afraid of others knowing how I treat you? Xia Qingqian, are you overestimating yourself." His jet-black eyes, like a starless night, narrowed slightly, but his cold and sarcastic words squeezed out through his teeth.
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingqian immediately lowered her eyelids, hiding the fleeting glint in her eyes—a heart-piercing sense of loss. She originally wanted to consider his image but ended up causing this instead.
She only felt that she was the most ridiculous and pathetic person in the world, always using her warmth to try and touch someone else’s cold heart. Truly... truly oblivious to good intentions.
Yes, she overestimated herself. The things she did appeared to him as affected and pretentious, just clueless. So this was how he saw her.
Did Xia Qingqian still want Beitang Yao to see her differently? She was merely his plaything. Did she expect him to give her the dignity she deserved? Didn’t she know that in the eyes of the wealthy, a plaything was just akin to an ant?
His voice was icy cold, deep, with a hint of sarcasm and impatience. But it made Xia Qingqian feel completely uncomfortable, truly and thoroughly uncomfortable. She wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run.
Why, in moments of emergency or critical times, does the usually fast elevator turn as slow as a snail? It’s driving someone to despair!
"Do you have to say such hurtful things? Yes, I’ve always been irrational, always doing things that trouble you. If you don’t like it, you might as well stab me or shoot me, don’t let me live in such torment!" Her hands at her sides clenched slightly, and she closed her eyes, trying to force back the tears that threatened to spill!
