NOVEL Dear Mr. Shi Chapter 252 - 252 What does giving money mean

Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 252 - 252 What does giving money mean
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Chapter 252: 252, What does giving money mean?

Chapter 252: 252, What does giving money mean?

What did he mean by that? Bite her to death?

Just as she was pondering, Shi Yuhuan suddenly moved away, giving her forehead a soft kiss. Without a word, he turned around, strode off, and left the room.

Song Qinghuan stared at him in astonishment until the door shut before stomping her foot in frustration.

As if he was the one who wanted to bite her to death, she wished she could bite him to death, that stinky man, what a jerk.

She stared hard at the closed door for a moment before sitting down on the bed. She crawled under the covers and pretended to sleep, stubbornly refusing to follow his orders.

But after a while, her stomach started to grumble with hunger.

She endured it for a bit more before hunger compelled her to get up, change her clothes, and head downstairs.

Shi Yuhuan was still sitting at the dining table, reading a financial magazine. He glanced at her as she came down the stairs and casually said, “The food’s cold. If you want to eat, warm it up first.”

Song Qinghuan walked over to the table, ignoring him. She looked at the food and sure enough, it was cold.

Although she wanted to contradict him, in the middle of winter, who wouldn’t want a bowl of hot soup and a warm meal?

Song Qinghuan picked two dishes she liked, then took them into the kitchen to heat them up.

Soon after, she came out and sat at the table, eating slowly. She didn’t engage with Shi Yuhuan, and he didn’t interact with her either.

A short while later, Shi Yuhuan put away his magazine and pulled out a bank card, pushing it towards her.

Song Qinghuan looked at him, a confused frown on her face: “What do you mean by this?”

Leaning lazily back in his chair, Shi Yuhuan responded indifferently, “It’s for you.”

Song Qinghuan was visibly agitated: “You’re giving me money out of nowhere. I don’t want it!”

What was this supposed to mean?

If it were a supplementary card, it would imply he truly saw her as his wife. But why a bank card?!

Her rejection seemed to irritate Shi Yuhuan, “Can you stop being so stubborn? Can you stop constantly opposing me? Just accept it; it’s yours!”

It’s hers? Song Qinghuan scoffed, “Do you offer a bank card to everyone who sleeps with you?”

Beyond this, she was unable to think of why he would suddenly give her a bank card. This infuriated her. How dare he treat her like that kind of woman!

Narrowing his eyes, Shi Yuhuan retorted, “Do you think I gave you this because you slept with me?”

Song Qinghuan remained silent, her gaze on Shi Yuhuan clearly expressing that thought.

Shi Yuhuan’s face turned cold, “Women wanting to sleep with me are too numerous to count, I don’t need to give them any form of compensation.”

Song Qinghuan sneered, “So, in your eyes, I’m the one who cost you a fortune? You feel at a disadvantage, should we do this a few more times to get your money’s worth?”

Shi Yuhuan stared at her, his face serious: “Must you twist my words around?”

She needed money and as her husband, he should provide for her. Why was her reaction so intense?

“It’s not about me distorting things; you are just a jerk!” Song Qinghuan glared at him, her voice sharp with a rasp from a suppressed shout.

Her heart aching, a wave of sorrow welling up inside her. Her eyes reddening, she lost her appetite. Anger filled her as she slammed her chopsticks at Shi Yuhuan.

Shi Yuhuan effortlessly dodged her assault. Judging from his look, his mood was not good. His deep, dark eyes stared at Song Qinghuan without a hint of warmth.

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