NOVPUBChapter 102: 102, very surprised, hard to believe
Chapter 102: 102, very surprised, hard to believe
Shi Annuo’s words were very clear. If Song Qinghuan didn’t understand it now, she would truly be stupid.
Her mouth opened in shock, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on Shi Yuhuan. His face, with its profound features, handsome yet aloof allure, shocked her.
At this moment, she wished she was a fool, then she could misunderstand, mortifyingly mistake it for an adoptive kin relationship.
Shi Yuhuan, however, was composed, and nonchalantly addressed her, “You’ve made a mess, aren’t you going to clean it up?”
“I’ll get the broom.” Song Qinghuan stood up and turned towards the kitchen.
Shi Annuo sensed that something was off, “Bro, what’s wrong with sister-in-law?”
“You interrupted us, she’s not happy,” Shi Yuhuan replied indifferently and headed towards the kitchen as well.
Han Qianqian blushed at Shi Yuhuan’s comment and muttered under her breath, “Shameless, completely shameless!”
Shi Annuo was momentarily stunned, then burst out laughing. He had thought Yuhuan was icy and aloof, but it turned out he was quite taciturn too!
At the kitchen entrance, Shi Yuhuan saw Song Qinghuan, her fist clenched against the wall, head bumping against it repeatedly, as she mumbled, “Oh my God, he is Annuo’s brother. He is the big BOSS. Yu Yang fooled me, I didn’t meet the BOSS that day. Yu Yang, how could you do this to me, I hate you, I hate you!”
After a few sobs, she continued, “My God, I’m so embarrassed. I actually told him that I have a crush on him, that I joined Times Group because of him, that he is my sunrise and sunset, and that I blessed him and his assistant. I can’t bear to live now, I’m so mortified. No wonder he called me a blockhead, I am even dumber than one. What am I going to do? How will I ever face him?”
Shi Yuhuan quietly watched her, his usually cool gaze filled with a touch of allure.
“Done talking?” His deep, magnetic voice flowed from his lips.
Song Qinghuan jumped in surprise. She spun around and, upon making eye contact with Shi Yuhuan, her face flushed crimson.
“You, you, when did you come in?” Song Qinghuan stammered, her face flaming.
When did he come in and how much had he heard? Song Qinghuan felt like banging her head against the wall. She pursed her lips in embarrassment and felt extremely shy.
Shi Yuhuan took a step forward. Instead of answering her question, he raised an eyebrow and counter-queried, “So surprised? It’s that hard to believe?”
Song Qinghuan felt the whole situation was a practical joke that Shi Yuhuan had instigated. If he had admitted his identity earlier, she wouldn’t have been this way.
