Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1289 - 1293: Trap

Beitang Huan dared not imagine that a family living in such a slum could give birth to such a beautiful child! If Xia Qingqian hadn’t mentioned her background, many might have mistaken her for a noble’s daughter rather than a slum dweller!

"Yes! My house is at the very end!" Xia Qingqian nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Huan, you should have stayed in the car! This place isn’t suitable for you!"

"Go in quickly and see how your dad is doing! We still have to get back before Brother Yao returns home!" Beitang Huan’s gaze fell on Xia Qingqian’s hand: "This seems to be somewhat effective! Though the smell here isn’t pleasant! Maybe the odor here is what’s making my stomach ache!"

"Why don’t you return to the car? I can go in by myself! This is my home, nothing will happen!" Xia Qingqian’s face was a mask of apology, for making someone like Beitang Huan enter a place like this was truly difficult for her!

Beitang Huan waved her hand, "Hurry up and go!"

But Beitang Huan felt something was off; the buildings here were all gray and white cement flats, and even the roads were dirt roads, with a strange odor everywhere. By right, people with money wouldn’t come here!

But how did she see a type of men’s shoe print on that dirt road! And she was familiar with this shoe pattern, they were custom-made shoes! Designed by a top Italian designer! They only custom-made shoes for people with status!

Beitang Huan couldn’t help but overthink, recently too many things had happened, overwhelming her! She herself was worried all the time, afraid those remnants would continue to trouble them!

"Qian Qian, wait! What if we head back first! I think your dad will be fine!" The more Beitang Huan thought about it, the more scared she became!

Xia Qingqian also stopped in her tracks: "Huan, you should go back first! You don’t have to worry about me! I’ll take good care of myself!"

Xia Qingqian believed this was her home, nothing should happen!

"It’s not that I don’t want to go in with you! I feel this whole thing is very bizarre! How could your dad call you under these circumstances? Aren’t you afraid it’s a trap?" When Beitang Huan said this, she no longer felt stomach pain, rather fear was spreading throughout her body!

Xia Qingqian didn’t think much, but her brows knitted together: "Huan, he’s my dad, he wouldn’t harm me!"

"Why wouldn’t he? He’s the type of selfish man! He would sell you out for his own benefit and feel justified about it! How can you still stand by him at this point?" Beitang Huan felt her intuition was always accurate, "Why don’t I call your dad first, see if he’s okay?"

As Xia Qingqian listened, she reached into her pocket for her phone, but it was nowhere to be found: "Huan, I might have left my phone in the car, can I borrow yours?"

"My phone is in the glove compartment, let’s go back and get the phones first!" Beitang Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, both their phones were left in the car!

Xia Qingqian looked at the house a few dozen meters away, its door splattered with red paint, along with huge words demanding debt repayment!

Xia Qingqian felt utterly nervous! Could her dad have gambled and fallen into debt again? Last time, she left her father to fend for himself, and had no idea where he had gone into hiding!