Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

Chapter 840: Chapter 842: Young Master—What Kind of Person Is He?

His words are always so hurtful, but they are facts that Xia Qingqian has to accept. Because she has no choice but to obediently listen, maybe things would be better that way.

Xia Qingqian nodded, seeing his face not only covered by a thin layer of nighttime glow but also looking colder, making her shiver involuntarily.

”There’s nothing much, hurry up and go to bed, there’s a lot of work waiting for you tomorrow.” As Xia Qingqian regained her senses, Beitang Yao had already left the room.

After Beitang Yao left the room, he gently closed the door. Upon returning to his bedroom, he had to toss and turn multiple times before falling asleep.

This damn woman, if he sees or hears her crying again next time, he will definitely make her suffer! Now, he couldn’t sleep, it was sheer torture.

In the vast room, all that remained was the cool night breeze and the cold moonlight shining in, leaving her alone once again.

In the corner of her eye, she noticed a brown handkerchief. She hesitated for a moment before reaching out to pick it up and holding it in her palm to examine.

Is it the handkerchief the Young Master used to wipe her tears? Young Master...

She folded it neatly and placed it on the table, washed her face, and then climbed into bed. Thinking about the Young Master’s indifference, aside from coldness, she couldn’t recall anything else in her mind. It seems that only indifference fits the Young Master, and everything devoid of light and coldness seems to be an illusion.

Young Master, what kind of person is he...

She tugged at the blanket, closed her eyes, and erased the Young Master from her mind.

And in her dreams, she seemed to have had a very long, long dream...

She watched Brother Zhenyu’s cold figure departing, almost kneeling and begging him to stay, but all he left her with was his cold and despairing figure, along with the words carried by the wind: You’re so dirty, I don’t want you anymore...

It was so piercing and bone-chilling that she couldn’t help but cough up a pool of blood. And Brother Zhenyu didn’t even turn around, nor did he even slow his steps.

On the other side, Mr. Xia handed her over to Brother Dao, allowing them to torture her at will.

It seems like everyone in this world despises her, even her dad does.

”Ah—”

She was so frightened that she woke up in a cold sweat from the dream.

She sat up, no longer sleepy, with her body covered in cold sweat. She bent her knees and sighed, comforting herself: Nothing will happen, just hold on for two more years, and she will be free, no longer bound by Beitang Yao. But, would Brother Zhenyu still want her, would he?

Lately, she has been dreaming of these types of dreams, so realistic that they can’t be ignored.

The chances of dreaming about Brother Zhenyu are increasing, almost every time she feels exhausted, she’ll dream of Brother Zhenyu whom she desperately longs for. But, the dream always shows that he doesn’t want her anymore, never again.

Their decades of yearning, can it really not withstand the rumors and gossip?

If this day truly comes, what will she do?

Her body is no longer pure, she can no longer maintain her purity for Brother Zhenyu...

At dawn, she could no longer sit still, got up, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

When she finished preparing breakfast and served it on the table, the servants woke up, terrified to see her personally cooking and doing their work.

”Miss Xia, leave these heavy chores to us.” The servants looked ashen, fearing that if the Young Master and Night Wind Housekeeper knew they weren’t working, they would surely be kicked out.