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

Chapter 847: Chapter 849: Any Other Instructions?

”Young Master, I dreamt last night that Dad was kidnapped, I’m very worried about him. I’m afraid you won’t let me visit him, so...” So she left without permission, almost scared out of her wits by her own dream.

”Is that kind of man really worth saving time and again?” Beitang Yao cast a glance at her, raised an eyebrow, and asked.

Xia Qingqian put down the fork in her hand, a trace of grievance and sorrow in her eyes, ”He is my only family. Without him, I don’t know what to do...” Her voice tinged with sadness.

Beitang Yao’s body stiffened slightly, his mind repeating the words Xia Qingqian had just said: He is my only family. Without him, I don’t know what to do...

At one time, he too had said something like this: Mommy, you are my only family, how could you harden your heart and leave me all alone—

The air suddenly congealed; he began to struggle to breathe, a suffocating stream coursing through his chest.

He sighed heavily, his brow lightly furrowed, his thin lips slightly moving, ”The water’s boiling, make tea.” He began to crave her tea-making skills and the fragrant aroma of the tea.

The entrance is mellow, the aroma lingering, making one long to return.

She pursed her cherry lips, nodded slightly, elegantly and carefully making tea.

Her thick and slender eyelashes fluttered gently, so lively and enticing. Her bright eyes regained their earlier clarity and brightness.

It seemed she truly wouldn’t let emotions affect her work.

Every time after a meal, he would instruct her to make tea. When he’s in a better mood, he’d let her sit and enjoy the tea together; everything depended on his difficult-to-please mood.

”Young Master, any other instructions?” If not, she would return to work because there’s no such thing as a free lunch.

Moreover, she also had to figure out a way to rescue Mr. Xia. The thought of her own selfishness made her want to slap herself hard. After work, she wanted to find Mr. Xia, but how could she discuss it with Young Master...

”At my company, besides work, you cannot think about anything else.” In other words, she should just work diligently; she can’t think about anything else.

Xia Qingqian’s heart skipped a beat. She tidied up the tea set, responded, and returned to the office.

Xia Qingqian gently placed the organized documents in front of Beitang Yao’s desk, ”Young Master, this is the plan from the Planning Department for the HDC502 scheme. If there are no issues, please sign it.” This was already the fifteenth time; she was embarrassed to come over.

Beitang Yao raised an eyebrow, took the plan Xia Qingqian had placed on the desk, and glanced through it. With a sudden motion, it slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.

”Which number plan is this? I want creativity, not this kind of monotonous plan. What fundamental differences does this rewritten plan have from the previous ones?” Beitang Yao’s anger was surging, burning in his chest, unable to be extinguished.

Xia Qingqian was so frightened she retreated two steps, squatted down to pick up the plan that Beitang Yao had rejected.

She held the documents in her arms, not daring to make a sound.

”And you, do you think your matter is very important? If you keep working with emotions, get out immediately!” Beitang Yao didn’t want to see suggestions like rubbish, so he had the secretary handle filtering the best plan.

Unexpectedly, this damn woman didn’t bother to look at the plan, selecting plans that were essentially the same over and over.