"Who do you think you are? You're not in a position to make demands of me." All of Beitang Yao's earlier gentleness must have been an illusion, a false facade that never truly existed, something she foolishly dreamed of.
"Young Master, even though I was bought by you to be a plaything, can you at least give me the minimal respect, please?" She is human too, and not his property. Why does he have the right to trample on her dignity without restraint?
For no other reason than that he saved Xia Qingqian's family from a dire situation. Indeed, money is a wonderful thing; it can buy many unimaginable pleasures.
For example, Xia Qingqian was a pleasure Beitang Yao bought with money. Whenever he wants, he can play with her, torment her.
However, he no longer feels the same urge to torment her to the point of breaking. He has started to fear seeing her hurt even in the slightest.
Watching her, his heart unexpectedly trembled a little.
