NOVPUBChapter 192: 192, turn back, force
Chapter 192: 192, turn back, force
Tears welled up in her eyes, but Song Qinghuan managed to hold them back. She forced a smile, “I’m sorry… it seems… I was too presumptuous… I thought we were friends. I’m sorry.”
She was hurting so bad it was almost suffocating.
She had thought that today would be her happiest day ever since her brother disappeared, that maybe today, she could forget all her worries temporarily.
But things didn’t work out that way. Yihan had ruthlessly cut a blade across her heart.
Turning around, she didn’t say anything else, she just stepped away, fleeing from the embarrassing scene.
As she ascended the stairs, she heard the bang of the front door closing behind her.
Once again she turned back, the room was empty except for the cake on the floor, shattered and desolate, it was a sight that resembled her present state.
She couldn’t hold back the tears any longer, they streamed down her face in an instant.
The harsh treatment was more than she had ever expected.
The budding emotions she had been guarding cautiously, she had gathered all her courage to reveal them, only to have them brutally trampled upon.
Song Qinghuan, how could you be so stupid!
She ran back to her room, crying into her pillow, not knowing how long she’d been crying, but her pillow was drenched.
“Thump! Thump! Thump!” The sudden urgent knocking on her door startled her.
While sobbing, her eyes swollen like walnuts, looked at the door, but she was not intending to answer it.
Besides her, only Aunt He and Yihan had access to the villa.
She was sure that the person outside the room wasn’t Aunt He, so it must be Yihan. Was he not done humiliating her yet? Did he want to admonish her again?
“Thump! Thump! Thump!” The knocking on the door continued, clearly with urgency.
Song Qinghuan sat up on the bed, clenching her clothes tightly with her right hand and biting her lip. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
But she still had no intention of opening the door, because she had no wish to face Yihan right now.
Suddenly, there was a gasping sound from the door, Song Qinghuan jumped in surprise, before she could react, the door was kicked open from outside.
Song Qinghuan, still startled, looked at Yihan who had just entered the room, her eyes wide open in shock: “…”
She moved her lips, as if wanting to say something, but didn’t know what to say. Yihan didn’t give her the opportunity to speak either.
Without a word, he strode toward the bed, grabbed her hand, pulled her up from the bed, and walked out of the room.
Song Qinghuan was startled, she struggled and tried to pull back.
While desperately trying to steady herself, she shouted: “What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Stop it, let me go!”
Yihan didn’t show any concern, he continued to pull her forward with a stern face, out of the bedroom, out of the villa.
When the villa’s door closed, Song Qinghuan felt a sense of foreboding like the calm before a storm.
She clung to the railing, frantically trying to shake her hand free from Yihan’s grip: “Let go of me! Where are you taking me?… I don’t want to go, I won’t go with you, let me go!”
Yihan turned to look at her, his gaze cold and merciless: “Let go!”
Song Qinghuan desperately struggled, her legs kicking: “You let go! Let me go, if it’s because I wished you a happy birthday, I apologize. I didn’t mean anything else, it was purely a birthday celebration for a friend.”
