Because she had always clearly remembered her identity! No matter how Beitang Yao treated her at ordinary times, she knew it was just an illusion, not reality at all!

"Why are you crying?! Did I give you permission to cry?" Xia Qingqian’s tears were like a blade, fiercely piercing through his heart. Her tears reduced the anger in his chest considerably.

He even reached out to pinch her chin, using force fiercely, his pupils shrinking. He truly wanted to ravish this woman harshly! It would be best if he could swallow her whole, never let her out to stir up trouble again, making him restless!

"..." Xia Qingqian swallowed hard, her watery eyes misty, staring blankly at Beitang Yao. He had gone mad again! Just like every time, without any warning, he hated her so much that he hit her like this. She knew it was her fault for entering the forbidden area, but he didn’t have to act like he wanted to kill her.

She sniffed, avoiding his gaze, and said faintly, "Young Master, could you let me go?" She clutched the ring in her hand tightly, the sharp edges of the ring stabbing with pain, yet she gripped it even tighter, wanting the pain in her palm to remind her of her current situation.

Seeing her plea, Beitang Yao couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable inside. He coldly dismissed everyone else, even the elderly Uncle Quan standing aside, who couldn’t help trembling, watching Xia Qingqian being treated like this by the Young Master. He started to panic, wondering if everything he had done was truly unnecessary? Was it his doing that caused Xia Qingqian such grievance? But seeing the Young Master in his fury, he dared not say much. Because the Young Master was truly angry! This had crossed the Young Master’s bottom line!

As the door closed, Beitang Yao released her. The moment Xia Qingqian gasped for breath, Beitang Yao’s fiery kiss pressed down on her. He fiercely bit into her tender, cherry-red lips, his hands not idle, unbuttoning her clothes. His hot large hands ventured inside, unfastening the obstructing underwear, pulling it out, pressing onto her softness, roughly kneading, squeezing, with a punitive intent.

Xia Qingqian let out a muffled groan, her eyebrows knotting together, her misty eyes looking at him in confusion. Her pearly teeth were pried open by his agile tongue, inviting her to share in the joy.

Her body tensed, even trembling, because his thing was rubbing back and forth against her soft spot, making that area hot and already spasming. When she wanted to reach out to stop him, he was a step faster. His other large, heated hand tore off her skirt, his hand rubbing there through her small panties until he felt a large area of wetness before he released his hand to stop teasing her.

He was secretly delighted, not expecting her to get wet so quickly this time. This was good, so it wouldn’t be so painful for her when he entered later.

Then he replaced it by pressing his rigid thing against her there, thrusting repeatedly. He watched her suppressing the joy on her face, trying not to cry out!

The next moment, he unzipped his pants, releasing his earlier swollen hotness. Pulling aside her small panties, he thrust into her deepest part! Then it was a fierce in and out, in and out! Conspicuously plundering her body, regardless of her pleading at his shoulder to be gentler, slower, he acted as if he hadn’t heard, indulging in his pleasure and thrusting away.