Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1586 - 1590: The Young Master Won’t Let You Suffer

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As she finished speaking, she felt Zi Jin move violently in her arms, quickly lowered her head, and gently patted Zi Jin’s chubby little bottom and body.

"Miss Qing Qian, I know there are many things that are unavoidable, and I also believe that you would never harm Madam Rong because of certain circumstances. You know, when a woman is pregnant, everything is focused on her child, and when both she and her child are threatened, she will protect the child. Back at the ranch, even when the caretaker treated you like that, you were still able to let go with a smile. How could you have done something murderous?" Sister Huan looked deeply at Xia Qingqian. Even though everything had happened and everyone believed Xia Qingqian was the murderer, she didn’t believe it. "Miss Qing Qian, you are a good girl. Sister Huan trusts your character."

"Sister Huan, thank you for believing in me, really, thank you!" Xia Qingqian had finally experienced what it means to see true feelings in times of hardship.

Actually, back at the ranch, she already knew that if she were to immerse herself in a prestigious family like the Beitang Family, the harm she would receive wouldn’t be slight, and she wouldn’t be spared due to Beitang Yao’s affection.

So, back then, she was planning that if possible, she would find a way to leave here.

No matter how unwilling she was to part with Beitang Yao, she couldn’t stay here because she vaguely felt that her fate within the Beitang Family wouldn’t be smooth sailing.

"Miss Qing Qian, such a kind person like you will surely be blessed by heaven! And I believe the Young Master won’t let you suffer any grievances, rest assured, I can see that the Young Master cares about you." Sister Huan continued to comfort Xia Qingqian; such a good girl, she believed heaven wouldn’t let her endure more hardships.

"Sister Huan, do you think Madam Rong is really my mother? These days, whenever I close my eyes, Madam Rong’s face appears in my mind." Xia Qingqian sighed softly as she spoke, placing the now soundly asleep Zi Jin on the bed, taking a moment to stare at Zi Jin, then continued: "That day was the children’s full moon banquet. When Madam Rong held Zi Jin, the expression on her face still lingers in my mind. I thought, at that time, it was just surprise or curiosity. But who would have thought, she wanted to verify if I was her daughter."

Speaking, Xia Qingqian looked sad; after so many years, she suddenly had a mother. But before they could recognize each other as mother and daughter, they were separated by life and death.

Moreover, they lived under the same roof, yet didn’t know each other’s identities, what a tragic thing that is.

Madam Rong was her mother, and she didn’t know at all; these things she still learned from Sister Huan.

"Miss Qing Qian, don’t think too much. Madam Rong’s spirit doesn’t want to see you like this." Sister Huan also approached Xia Qingqian and whispered.

Xia Qingqian sighed deeply again, then turned to face Sister Huan, her voice also low: "Sister Huan, how is Huan now? Is her mood better?"

"Huan is now also locking herself in her room, facing the things Madam Rong left behind in life, seeing things that prompt memories. Huan, that child, is also truly pitiful. Ever since Madam Rong gave birth to her, she hasn’t given Huan a bit of love. Now they had finally reconciled, but unexpectedly, Madam Rong just left like that." Sister Huan shook her head and sighed repeatedly; the master of this house, each one is so unpredictable.