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

As the door opened, what came into view was someone holding an ice cream, walking over, looking at Xia Qingqian’s disheveled appearance and asking confusedly, ”Qian Qian, what happened to you? Did you get into a fight?”

He then stepped forward, with a mischievous gaze lingering on Xia Qingqian’s delicate neck, ”Oh, you got a hickey! Such a big and dense one!”

”Huan! What are you talking about?” With Beitang Huan’s comment and stare, she immediately blushed, quickly opened the door, and walked inside.

Beitang Huan also followed her, slipping inside, keeping pace with Xia Qingqian, and walked to the wardrobe. He packed the clothes that Beitang Yao would need for the week into an eighteen-inch suitcase.

”Qian Qian, Brother Yao finding you is truly his blessing!” Beitang Huan pulled a chair over, sat down, eating his ice cream while watching Xia Qingqian seriously organize Beitang Yao’s clothes.

”Huan, don’t say that. It’s my honor. If Young Master Yao hadn’t been willing to spend money to buy me back then, my dad and I might have ended up as lonely souls.” Xia Qingqian paused in her ironing, a desolate smile rising at the corners of her mouth.

”Don’t talk about the past anymore! It’s such a downer!” Beitang Huan rolled his eyes at her, with a mouthful of ice cream, ”Qian Qian, how do you know that Brother Yao insists on having even his underwear ironed before wearing it?”

Xia Qingqian lowered her head, continued ironing the underwear, and with a red face said, ”I accidentally discovered it. When I saw Young Master Yao ironing his underwear himself, I was also quite surprised and thought he was rather cute. I’ve never met such an interesting man...”

”Qian Qian, I think I need to tell you something very serious!” Listening to this, Beitang Huan suddenly became serious, walked over to Xia Qingqian, and looked at her earnestly.

”What is it?” Xia Qingqian was startled by Beitang Huan’s seriousness, quickly turned off the iron, looking back at Beitang Huan, waiting for what she was going to say next.

Beitang Huan cleared his throat, and after a moment said, ”I want to ask you, does he know about all the effort you’re putting in for him?”

Xia Qingqian nodded, frowning slightly, still somewhat puzzled.

”Brother Yao’s underwear can only be touched by his mother, no one else can touch it.” Beitang Huan looked at Xia Qingqian and said word by word, ”Qian Qian, do you know what this means?”

”What does it mean?” Xia Qingqian’s heart skipped a beat. The first time she did this was in the United Kingdom when she saw him wrapped in a bath towel, standing at a folding table, ironing his underwear. She found it odd, would he really iron underwear? But from then on, the task of ironing clothes was handed to her.

Because, the next day, she re-ironed all the clothes she had taken back, including the underwear, and just as she was preparing to put the ironed clothes back in the wardrobe, he returned from outside, watched her doing this work, stood still for a long time, and then said to her, ”In the future, make sure this work is well done.”

At that time, she didn’t think much of it, but now listening to Beitang Huan say it, she actually found it a bit incredible...

”Of course, it means that your place in Brother Yao’s heart is unmatched by others! This can be seen from back when we all were kidnapped! At that moment,” Beitang Huan grew more and more excited, ”Qian Qian, your arrival has brought color and warmth to Brother Yao’s life...”