NOVPUBChapter 151: 151, The Ten Years of Shi Yuhuan’s Disappearance
Chapter 151: 151, The Ten Years of Shi Yuhuan’s Disappearance
Song Qinghuan frowned: “Uh…”
Other people calling Shi Yuhuan her husband didn’t bother her; as long as she knew that he wasn’t her real husband, they could call him whatever they liked.
But why did it sound so strange when Li Qianze kept saying “your husband”?
Other people didn’t know, but Li Qianze knew that she and Shi Yuhuan were faking their marriage.
Li Qianze suddenly also echoed Song Qinghuan with an “uh”, then embarrassingly said, “I think I might have misspoke. My brother is naturally cold, and it probably has nothing to do with upbringing. He’s likely to remain that way for his entire life. As for your husband, his behavior is a result of later experiences, so there might still be hope.”
Song Qinghuan looked at him irritably, completely confused: “What are you trying to say?”
The smile on Li Qianze’s face widened: “What I’m trying to say is simple; I hope that you’ll treat my brother kindly.”
Song Qinghuan looked at him, completely perplexed: “I think you might have the wrong person…”
Li Qianze was certain: “How could I have the wrong person? Aren’t you my brother’s wife?”
Song Qinghuan stared at him in disbelief, seriously doubting that she was hearing things correctly: “It’s one thing if others don’t know, but you do. You know full well that my relationship with Shi Yuhuan is fake, it’s all an act. Even if I treated him well, he wouldn’t care.”
“…Uh!” Now, it was Li Qianze’s turn to stumble over his words.
How could he make her understand?
Li Qianze glanced at the staircase to see if Shi Yuhuan was coming down yet. When he saw that he wasn’t, he lowered his voice so only Song Qinghuan could hear: “Do you know your husband’s real identity?”
Song Qinghuan huffed: “Isn’t he the president of Times Group? He kept it a secret from me for a long time, making me the butt of many jokes. He might think his silence is modesty, but I think he’s just showing off…”
Unable to let her continue speaking, Li Qianze interrupted her: “What about Shi Country, do you know about it?”
Song Qinghuan blinked: “Shi Country? What’s that?”
Li Qianze: “…?”
Song Qinghuan protested: “I genuinely don’t know, do you really need to look at me as if I’m an idiot?”
Li Qianze explained quietly: “Shi Country is a vast, well-established family business, a financial juggernaut spanning Europe and Asia. Originally a mafia gang, it’s now white-collar, pulling strings behind countless enterprises. Despite their new image, it’s still known as the Black Family. Your husband is the direct heir to this family.”
Song Qinghuan frowned: “…Well, people say that he was penniless until he was 20. With such a background, that doesn’t sound right…”.
Li Qianze glanced towards the stairs again, anxious that Shi Yuhuan might come down and hear their conversation. If that happened, he was pretty sure Shi Yuhuan would skin him alive and then gift-wrap him and send him back to the Li family.
Seeing that Shi Yuhuan hadn’t come down yet, he continued: “When your husband was ten, he suddenly disappeared, and wasn’t found again until he was twenty. No one knows what he endured during those ten lost years, and the boy who was once warm-hearted was unrecognizable. His ordeals during those years became taboo—outright forbidden to discuss in the Shi family.”
This stirred Song Qinghuan’s curiosity. She looked at him with wide eyes: “Do you know why that happened?”
