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

Chapter 909: Chapter 911: You Don’t Need to Say Anything

The Young Master is truly someone you cannot afford to offend. Once you do, the heavy price is something she alone cannot bear.

Her hand trembled and accidentally bumped into the back of the chair, causing a sound. Just as she was about to pretend to be asleep, it was already too late, Beitang Yao had slowly turned his face, icy eyes meeting her fearful ones...

Xia Qingqian swallowed hard, the corners of her lips curling up with difficulty, suddenly she coughed, ”...Y-Young Master...” It was obvious her voice was trembling.

Beitang Yao’s gaze dimmed, the previous coldness slowly faded away, replaced by an inscrutable expression.

”You’re awake?” His voice suddenly turned hoarse for some reason, though it still carried a hint of anger.

Xia Qingqian nodded slightly, her lips gently moving, yet she dared not utter a single word. Regardless of what kind of Young Master, she was fearful.

Beitang Yao seemed to have sensed her fear, and asked, ”Are you scared of me?” Cold light fell chillingly on Xia Qingqian.

Her gaze flickered, brows furrowing, lips pressed together, stammering as she tried to say something, but not a word came out.

”I know the answer, you don’t need to say anything.” Beitang Yao shouted angrily, sitting back down in a huff.

Xia Qingqian’s eyes lit up, utterly confused by the Young Master’s words, she cautiously asked: ”Young Master? You know the answer?”

”If you can’t even answer such a simple question, isn’t it the answer already?” Beitang Yao glanced at her coldly, then put on an eye mask, leaning against the back of the chair, his chest heaving violently.

Xia Qingqian stared blankly at Beitang Yao’s actions, Young Master, what’s wrong with him? It’s truly bewildering, truly beyond comprehension.

Her gaze fell on the blanket covering her, she stared dumbly at it, remembering that she hadn’t covered herself with a blanket when she fell asleep.

The Young Master covered her with a blanket? This thought made her excited, why would the Young Master do something so gentle and careful?

The Night Wind Housekeeper wouldn’t cover her with a blanket, the plane was piloted by Ye Feng, there’s no reason for him to come in and cover her.

And this person, it could only be the Young Master.

She carefully tugged at the corner of the blanket, gently lifting it, then with utmost care, poured herself a cup of lemon water, sipping slowly. Throughout the entire process, she moved quietly to avoid waking the sleeping Young Master.

When her lips touched the rim of the cup, just as she was about to take a second sip, a pair of extremely cold hands tightly clasped her, pulling her over.

In that instant, Xia Qingqian felt mortified, in all her years she had never done something so embarrassing.

Actually, it wasn’t entirely her fault alone; she was drinking water, the Young Master inexplicably wanting to kiss her when she was completely unprepared...

Then his hand reached in, caressing her back, slowly moving up to the clasp of her bra, gently grasping it, and with a rub, the hooks came undone.