NOVPUBChapter 212: 212, Take care of my Huanhuan
Chapter 212: 212, Take care of my Huanhuan
“Huanhuan,” the gentle call slipped out before Zhan Cheng could fully register what he just said.
He took quick strides forward, taut with the urgency to affirm something, to express something, to declare something.
Upon hearing Zhan Cheng’s voice, Song Qinghuan jerked as if jolted by electricity.
Her mind was a mess. What was she to do now? How was she going to introduce him later? 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Would she say Shi Yuhuan was her current husband, and Zhan Cheng was her prospective—potentially her boyfriend two years later? My goodness, into what kind of situation had she put herself into?
Zhan Cheng was now in front of her, asking with a laugh, “Met someone you know?”
Such intimate address, such deeply affectionate gaze, something that made Li Qianze frown, and a teasing smirk slipped across his face, “He’s your classmate after all.”
Song Qinghuan’s classmate was a boy; God knew how his brother would react.
Would he be infuriated? Go berserk? Or feel tortured?
Clearly, such emotions wouldn’t occur in Shi Yuhuan. He stood there, as imposing and extraordinary as always; his deep eyes were as tranquil as frozen deep pools, without a ripple of disturbance.
“Hello, Zhan Cheng, Huanhuan’s boyfriend,” Zhan Cheng introduced himself to Li Qianze with a small smile, but his intense gaze flickered toward Shi Yuhuan.
Since Zhan Cheng came to her side, Song Qinghuan had a strange premonition—usually, nothing good ever comes with this kind of feeling.
Sure enough, Zhan Cheng was bent on causing a sensation with his words.
Song Qinghuan scowled, her heart pounding in frantic anger, “Zhan Cheng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
She had indeed agreed to Zhan Cheng that if he still likes her in two years, they could be together, but nothing was between her and Zhan Cheng right now. What the hell was he trying to do? Get her killed?
Li Qianze narrowed his eyes slightly and gave Shi Yuhuan a meaningful glance, “Huanhuan’s boyfriend?”
Shi Yuhuan only gave Song Qinghuan a cold glance without saying a word.
This one glance made Song Qinghuan’s breath hitch; she felt the temperature drop several degrees around her immediately.
Zhan Cheng’s face showed a clear trace of displeasure. “I’m not talking nonsense. You were…”
“Zhan Cheng, enough of this. If you keep talking nonsense, we won’t even be able to remain friends.” Song Qinghuan interrupted him abruptly. She became even more nervous, nervously rubbing her trouser hems with her fidgety hands.
Then she looked at Li Qianze, “Why are you listening to his nonsense? It’s impossible.”
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Shi Yuhuan again as if to explain it to him too.
Zhan Cheng said no more, his handsome face tense and ashen, eyes smoldering with a hint of fire.
That last look Song Qinghuan gave him suggested he was right in his guess. Seeing how she looked flustered and guilty when she denied, apparently fearful that this cold man would believe what he said.
Humph! She claimed there was no one in her heart, but he knew she was fancied this cold man.
This thought made Zhan Cheng jealously furious.
How could he remain silent and do nothing at this moment? She was secretly in love with this cold man, but this man likely did not fancy her, otherwise, he wouldn’t agree to a fake marriage.
Thinking so, he suddenly smiled and looked at Shi Yuhuan, “The last time we met at ** Western Restaurant, Huanhuan told me you’re her boss. I hope you’ll continue to look after my Huanhuan in the future.”
