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

Chapter 875: Chapter 877: When Are We Leaving

Xia Qingqian dodged, evading Monica’s hand as she felt Monica’s hand lightly move to her waist... caressing...

”Thank you, Miss Monica, I’m also quite satisfied with your skills.” Xia Qingqian’s face was full of black lines, but her heart was tense. She just wanted to leave here immediately.

”Hehe.” Monica paused, looking at Xia Qingqian, who evaded her. ”Qing Qian, may I call you that?” Monica looked at her handiwork, feeling more and more infatuated, her heart itching.

Xia Qingqian nodded lightly, then looked at Ye Feng, ”Ye Feng, when are we leaving?”

”Qing Qian, you’re welcome anytime. Here’s my card. If you need anything, you can reach out, I’m at your service 24/7.” Monica handed Xia Qingqian a business card, smiling broadly.

”Monica, do you want me to expose your nature?” Du Ziheng stepped between Monica and Xia Qingqian, shielding Xia Qingqian behind him. ”You can like whoever you want, but you can’t touch her.”

Monica froze for a moment, then crossed her arms, ”Young Master Du, why are you so tense? Even without me, she might not like you. Don’t forget she’s Young Master Yao’s person.” Monica’s eyes twirled, staring at Du Ziheng with full black lines on his face.

Du Ziheng was expressionless, ”Monica, keep your sharp tongue to yourself.” He silently reminded himself that a good man does not fight with women, especially women like Monica, who are gender-confused.

”Did I say anything wrong?” Monica chuckled lazily, ”I just regret it. Such a pure and beautiful girl, why didn’t I encounter her first?” She sighed heavily, showing no concealing of her feelings.

The moment Eva, who was receiving hydrotherapy, heard Du Ziheng had arrived, she knew he was there to fetch her. After finishing her spa, she immediately walked over to him.

Eva was wearing a low-cut dress, her tender white chest partly visible. She rubbed against Du Ziheng, wrapping her arms around his neck.

”Young Master Du, I’ve missed you terribly.” She pouted her pink, water-smooth lips, wanting to approach Du Ziheng’s.

Du Ziheng caught a glimpse of Xia Qingqian turning her face away. He frowned slightly and pushed Eva aside, reaching out to grab Xia Qingqian’s hand, heading out.

”Hey—Young Master Du—” Ye Feng hurried to follow, ”Where are you taking Miss Xia?”

Eva, pushed aside by Du Ziheng, came to her senses and looked at Du Ziheng leaving with Xia Qingqian, her face filled with anger.

Standing there, not knowing how to react.

”Ye Feng, please take Eva home. I’ll be responsible for taking Qing Qian to the ball.” Du Ziheng quickly pulled Xia Qingqian down the stone steps by her little hand, started the car, and tucked her into the passenger seat.

”Young Master Du, you’re putting me in a tough spot. If Young Master Yao blames me, I can’t bear it...” Ye Feng said while pressing on the car door, his face turned pale by Du Ziheng’s actions.

Du Ziheng ignored Ye Feng and removed Ye Feng’s hand, casually saying, ”I’ll take full responsibility. Don’t worry, I’ll ensure Qing Qian reaches the ball safely.”

With that, he rolled up the window and drove off swiftly into the night.

”Young Master Du, where are you taking me?” Xia Qingqian’s back was pressed tightly against the seat as she anxiously watched the scenery speeding past outside the window.

Du Ziheng’s lips curled up in a sinister smile as his gaze swept over Xia Qingqian’s startled face, ”Of course, I’m taking you to the ball. Or where do you think I should take you?”