Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1508 - 1512: That’s Not What I Meant

Upon hearing this, Beitang Huan softened her heart and went over to help her put the good tea leaves into the pillowcase embroidered by Xia Qingqian. "You’ve already made several pillows like this, Grandpa said he really liked them, and that it was comfortable to sleep on. I think they’re nice too, didn’t expect even Brother Yao to get one, that’s really annoying!"

"Tea leaves have a calming effect, if you all find it useful, then I’m glad." Xia Qingqian smiled faintly, the dimples by her cheeks, like large soybeans, appearing and disappearing.

"For Brother Yao to meet someone like you, it’s truly a blessing earned over three lifetimes, but unfortunately, he doesn’t know how to cherish it. It’s really his loss!" Beitang Huan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and said, "Qian Qian, you wouldn’t still be holding out hope for Brother Yao, would you?"

"How could I, Huan, you’re overthinking it." Xia Qingqian stopped what she was doing, stared blankly at Beitang Huan, and said, "I’m just hoping the baby can be born safely, waiting for time to pass quickly."

"Then why did you embroider a pattern of mandarin ducks for Brother Yao? Isn’t that symbolic of that kind of sentiment?" Beitang Huan was afraid Xia Qingqian would once again suffer unnecessary harm.

At the mention of this, Xia Qingqian feigned anger, "Isn’t this your fault? Which of these cross-stitch patterns aren’t of mandarin ducks? Are you longing for a man? Wanting to pair up?"

"Oh, is that so?" Beitang Huan knitted her brows, "How could this be so, how did I not notice?"

"Yes! Even careless Xiao Fen noticed, how could you not?" Xia Qingqian shook her head and sighed softly.

"As long as that’s not the case." Beitang Huan placed her hand on her chest and said with relief.

Xia Qingqian no longer paid attention to Beitang Huan but instead stuffed the remaining tea leaves into the pillowcase, kneaded them, patted them, smoothing out any lumps, until it was evenly filled.

"Alright, it’s all done, the rest of the work is up to you!" Xia Qingqian pressed her hands on the stone table and stood up. Because she had been sitting for a long time, she felt momentarily dizzy upon standing, but after steadying herself, she picked up the pillow with the mandarin ducks and handed it to Beitang Huan, "Here, for you."

"Is this for Brother Yao or for me?" Beitang Huan teased with a smile.

"Huan, stop kidding around, you know that’s not what I meant." Xia Qingqian’s face inexplicably turned red, and she lowered her head.

"Alright, alright!" Beitang Huan took the pillow, "I won’t tease you then. If he dares to come to you apologetically, you mustn’t agree to it, understand?"

Xia Qingqian seemed somewhat dazed, her mind lingering for a while before she slowly said, "That day will never come." That is, there would never be a day when he would bow to her.

Beitang Huan also detected the sorrow in her voice and, after a long time, embraced Xia Qingqian and said, "Look at you looking so sad, don’t forget what Lao Chen said, if you’re always worried, the baby might not be as cute when born."

Xia Qingqian nodded, slightly curving her lips, and placed her hands on her belly, "I look forward to his arrival, but I’m also very afraid of it."

"So what do you want to do?" Beitang Huan, not knowing much about this, had been by Xia Qingqian’s side for months and knew that a pregnant woman’s emotions were strange and beyond what an average person could understand.

"I don’t know what kind of fate awaits him in the future, I’m afraid I can’t give him a complete home. As for my fate with Young Master Yao, I’m too afraid to hope for it, I have no background or the charm to make him fall in love with me. This child, after countless reincarnations, has chosen to come into my womb, I can’t bring myself to be cruel enough to abandon him." Xia Qingqian looked down at her bulging belly, speaking with a touch of desolation.