Xia Qingqian stared dazedly at Beitang Yao. Such a sharp-tongued and harsh Young Master was not unfamiliar to her, but every word that escaped through the gaps of his teeth was so cutting, making her feel utterly uncomfortable, yet she had no choice but to accept it! After all, she was just his... servant. She truly had no choice.
"..." After a brief silence, Xia Qingqian slowly moved her body, took a step forward, and said softly with her head lowered, "Young Master, it was my fault. I shouldn't have talked back to you, but please rest assured, I have learned from this lowly mistake and will never commit it again in the future. Thank you for your guidance, Young Master."
The fringe on her forehead covered her eyes, hiding the waves within them from view.
At the very moment she turned around, she was tightly enveloped in a warm embrace, arms encircling her back and pulling her completely into his bosom.
