Chapter 845 - You Need My Help
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No one knew how many gazes were piercing her back, like countless sharp swords stabbing into her heart.She had secrets, many secrets, but dared not tell anyone. No one could hear her deepest cries, only she knew that she was truly weak, very weak.
Unable to withstand any blow, she clenched her skirt tightly.
Beitang Yao saw her face clearly in the reflection, but he merely glanced at her lightly, as if trying to discern something.
"Woman, dry your tears of grievance. Youâre in the company now, donât do anything embarrassing." He snorted coldly, feeling a headache.
With a "ding", the elevator doors opened, and he brushed past her shoulder directly, heading towards the Presidentâs office.
Xia Qingqian sniffed, quickly following behind Beitang Yao into the Presidentâs office.
Yet Xia Qingqian always felt everything was so unreal, even Beitang Yaoâs existence felt surreal. How could such a regal man intersect with her life?
She didnât know what to say or do, her mind was filled with the image of Mr. Xia kneeling and begging her. Her heart felt a slight ache; notwithstanding all his wrongs, she shouldnât have been so unfilial, yelling loudly at him.
She truly regretted it deeply now.
"Iâll give you three minutes." At some point, Beitang Yao was already standing behind Xia Qingqian, speaking casually.
Xia Qingqian didnât react immediately, suddenly lifting her gaze, only to see a gentle ripple flowing through Beitang Yaoâs icy eyes.
Did she see it wrong?
"You need my help." He said, not as a question but as a statement.
Indeed, Xia Qingqian needed his help, but how could she ask him this time?
Mr. Xia spent the remaining million recklessly; he didnât learn from past mistakes, but rather he indulged further in gambling. Always considering himself a gambling god, and with Brother Dao flattering him, it made the inexperienced father even more excited. He bet fiercely, and in just one go, it was a million.
But all that money was exchanged for her purity, squandered by Mr. Xia, leaving her with an unbearable thorn in her heart.
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master, thereâs nothing I need your help with..." she lied, suppressing her heartâs selfishness. If Mr. Xia didnât hit rock bottom, he wouldnât shed his tears; this time, let him learn the hard way.
"Last chance." Once missed, the opportunity would not present itself again.
Xia Qingqian shook her head firmly, her eyes brimming with helplessness and fear.
"Thank you, Young Master. I need to work now." She refused, she truly refused.
"If you need any help, just say the word." He couldnât bring himself to speak heartlessly, leaving a light for her lost soul.
Beitang Yao felt himself losing control, seeing her so confused and at a loss. Though his exterior was cold, his heart was tense for her.
He didnât know what had overcome him, but this woman made his mind increasingly unsettled, all his thoughts were focused on her. He could no longer concentrate on work, as her swollen eyes kept appearing in his mind, so sorrowful and pitiable...
No matter how cold his heart was, he couldnât disregard her.