NOVEL Dear Mr. Shi Chapter 150 - 150 colder than cold blood

Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 150 - 150 colder than cold blood
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Chapter 150: 150, colder than cold blood

Chapter 150: 150, colder than cold blood

Before dinner, Shi Yuhuan received a call and went to the study.

Looking at the table full of food, she desperately wanted to eat, but as Shi Yuhuan hadn’t come downstairs, and Li Qianze had strictly said not to start eating without him, she had no choice but to wait.

It was clear, no matter how much Shi Yuhuan tried to undermine him, Li Qianze still deeply respected Shi Yuhuan.

During this time, Song Qinghuan was constantly talking to Li Qianze about a novel, expressing her firm support for Li Qianze, asserting that the novel would become a huge success if it was adapted.

She hoped that he wasn’t too disheartened by Shi Yuhuan’s criticisms.

However, she actually didn’t know anything, online novels adapted into TV shows and movies could be either hit or miss, whether Mei Jun’s novel would succeed or not, she had no idea. Her certainty was solely because the novel’s author, Mei Jun, was her friend.

As Li Qianze was chatting with her, his gaze suddenly became profound, and he asked her with a smile, “Miss Bai, I would like to ask for your help.”

Her background was investigated by Li Qianze himself, so he naturally knew all about her, initially thinking she’d be a passerby in their lives.

But today at lunchtime, while having a meal with Shi Yuhuan, he happened to glance at Shi Yuhuan’s phone when he was intently staring at it, and was surprised to find he was actually looking at pictures of Song Qinghuan.

This revelation was a shock to him.

Afterwards, he was on pins and needles, constantly deep in thought about the reason behind this discovery, contemplating many possible explanations.

In the end, he was one hundred percent sure that his brother, Shi Yuhuan, was developing an affinity for his wife in name only, Song Qinghuan, maybe even liking her.

Otherwise, he couldn’t understand why he would take a picture of her sleeping and keep looking at it on his phone.

This conclusion made him smirk. Perhaps this Miss Bai, also known as “Song Qinghuan,” could help him accomplish the two things he most wanted to do in his life.

Calling her Miss Bai again?! Song Qinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth and asked, “Mr. Bai, what can I do for you?”

Considering his good eye for identifying the potential in Mei Jun’s novel, she would let him call her whatever he liked. But she also thought he was just as clueless as she was portrayed to be.

Li Qianze was still smiling, but his expression had become a bit serious: “There are two important people in my life, and one of them is your current husband, Shi Yuhuan. He seems to be a gentleman…”

Song Qinghuan interjected him abruptly, “What, he seems gentle? Ah, yes, a gentle scoundrel!”

With a grimace, Li Qianze corrected himself, “Well then, he appears… unrestrained…”

Song Qinghuan smirked sarcastically, “Unrestrainedly licentious is more like it.”

“…” Li Qianze’s mouth twitched, he stared at Song Qinghuan in discontent, as though saying, can’t you let me finish?

Song Qinghuan chuckled, waved her hand, signaling Li Qianze to go on.

Deciding to express it differently, Li Qianze cleared his throat and continued, “The two important people in my life are both my brothers. One is my biological brother, and the other is as good as one, your husband. Both of them have severe emotional deficiencies. My biological brother is inherently cold-blooded, your husband became that way due to external stimuli, but he’s even colder than my inherently cold-blooded brother, do you understand?”

Song Qinghuan: “…Uh.”

Li Qianze continued, “My brother has been deliberately trained since he was a child. He was not allowed to have feelings, friends, or lovers. The narrow environment he grew up in made his emotional experience extremely weak. He can’t even distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Uh, it seems I’ve gone off topic. Today, I’m supposed to be talking about your husband…”

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