Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1108 - 1112: She Didn’t Say Anything Else?

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Previously on Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go...
Xia Qingqian prepares to leave, but first says goodbye to Uncle Quan. Uncle Quan expresses his belief that the Young Master would be making a lifelong mistake if he gave up on her. He also reveals he is not long for this world and asks Xia Qingqian to give a bracelet to the Young Master's grandfather, telling him he chose it for Madam. Before she leaves, Uncle Quan urges her to be careful, and she wonders if she will ever have the chance to approach the Old Master.

The moment her words concluded, Ye Feng arrived at the door, signaling it was indeed her time to depart. The Young Master’s profound disgust for her was such that even mere observation felt excessive.

Escorting Xia Qingqian to the airport, Ye Feng watched her proceed through the gate before contacting Beitang Yao. "Young Master, Miss Xia has been seen off onto her flight."

Beitang Yao's voice, deep and resonant, came through the line: "Ye Feng, did she utter any farewell words?"

"Young Master, Miss Xia merely asked me to convey a message: to permit Uncle Quan to return home and revel in familial harmony," Ye Feng replied as he exited the airport.

"Did she add anything else?" Beitang Yao’s eyes darkened, his brow twitching minutely as his grip on the phone tightened, awaiting Ye Feng's response.

Ye Feng let out a soft sigh. "Young Master, no. However, as you pointed out, Miss Gu did indeed treat Miss Xia with considerable disrespect." He recalled the overheard conversation between Gu Ziqian and Xia Qingqian near the stairs, a recollection that deeply unsettled him; such a manipulative woman was utterly unsuitable for the Young Master.

Miss Xia had undeniably endured much hardship here, yet facilitating Xia Qingqian's return home first was, as the Young Master had planned, the safer course of action.

Beitang Yao slammed the phone onto the table, his gaze plunging into unfathomable depths. That infuriating woman had left not a single word of explanation! He yearned to place his trust in her, but what grounds did she offer for such faith?

Beitang Yao’s sinister eyes narrowed, his lips forming a severe straight line, casting an air of palpable tension over everyone who entered his office.

Settling into the opulent leather chair, he contemplated the events, acknowledging the necessity of sending her back home initially. He was aware the mark on her cheek was a result of Gu Ziqian's slap, and the fact of Xia Qingqian striking Gu Ziqian in the study was an undeniable truth. He firmly believed she would not strike without provocation; the notion of jealousy as a motive was entirely out of the question.

An abundance of women surrounded him, yet he had never once witnessed her engage in envious competition with others. Furthermore, the honesty radiating from her clear eyes proclaimed her innocence.

How could she have possibly incensed him over someone like Gu Ziqian? The fault lay with this vexing woman for her inability to safeguard herself.

Consequently, he resolved to minimize contact between Xia Qingqian and Gu Ziqian. The immediate solution was to have her return home first. As for the marriage arrangement with Gu Ziqian, he had no need for women to impede his life, nor did he require a woman's influence to elevate his career to greater heights.

Xia Qingqian, however, was an exception. He had to concede that in her presence, his world found a sense of peace, an unprecedented sensation that made him loath to let her go. Nevertheless, between them, there existed only carnal desire, not love; thus, having only Xia Qingqian by his side was sufficient. She possessed the qualities other women had, as well as those they lacked.

During their intimate moments, she remained somewhat hesitant, her shyness persisting regardless of the frequency of their encounters, her technique showing little improvement. Yet, he cherished this aspect of her, her innocent demeanor allowing him to take what he desired without her ever resisting his will.

Her infrequent initiations only amplified his insatiable appetite, intensifying his longing to be eternally lost within her body. Her warm, gentle beauty was an embrace that held him captive; the experience was simply sublime.