NOVPUBChapter 322: 322, Jealousy, comes from the heart
Chapter 322: 322, Jealousy, comes from the heart
If she were previously a mere sapling in his heart, then she had already taken root, burgeoned, and grown into a towering tree in his heart now.
Now, whether to allow it to continue growing or cut it down with a swift strike was a supremely vexing question.
At this moment, the choices he could make, the decisions he could reach, were simply to let things naturally unfold, without making any decision at all.
Bending down, he gently kissed Song Qinghuan’s lips.
Feeling her warmth finally receding completely, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Once this IV drip was over, it seemed he could take her home.
In this cold place, if possible, he didn’t want to stay a second longer.
“Knock knock knock”. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Shi Yuhuan’s movements stalled, and he gracefully, slowly rose, emanating an aura of tranquil indifference.
At the same time, the door to the room was pushed open from outside.
The person who entered was shocked to see Shi Yuhuan kissing Song Qinghuan, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Her smile froze abruptly, her expression paling slightly.
“Mr. Shi, you…” She suddenly fell silent, at a loss for words.
The sight before her was shocking, unbelievable. She felt as if she was dreaming. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Shi Yuhuan looked at her with his deep, icy eyes, gracefully settling by the bedside. He spoke in a low, magnetic voice, “Close the door… there’s a draft.”
Shock exploded in her heart, each burst exerting pressure on her nerves.
Bai Rubing felt as if her heart was suddenly seized, threatening to suffocate her. Her complexion became pale.
This was not a dream, she was actually in Song Qinghuan’s hospital room, seeing Shi Yuhuan.
He was kissing Song Qinghuan, he was telling her to close the door because of a draft, and Song Qinghuan lying in the hospital bed was catching a cold and had a fever.
His attentiveness, his gentle care for a person, but that person was not her.
However, Bai Rubing managed a faint smile, “Alright.”
She hurried in, then closed the door behind her.
Standing in the room, she felt somewhat lost, “I’m sorry, I heard Qinghuan was ill and came to see her.”
Shi Yuhuan’s eyes were calm like still water, his aura a cold twirl. He strode to the window and stood with his back towards her, seemingly making space for her to see.
Bai Rubing tried to suppress her racing heart, soothing her horrified nerves, slowly approaching the bed.
She looked in silence at Song Qinghuan sleeping on the bed. She was overcome with intense jealousy, but she repressed it, unwilling to show a trace of it.
Smiling, she then turned to Shi Yuhuan’s tall and erect figure, asking softly, “Has her fever gone down?”
“Yes, her fever has gone down. Once you’ve seen her, you may leave. She needs rest,” Shi Yuhuan turned to look at her. His imposing presence discharging a vibe of cold aloofness, his deep gaze fixated on her, his voice slow and muted.
Bai Rubing froze for a moment, then breathed out in relief, smiling lightly, “Alright.”
With that said, she gave Shi Yuhuan another smile, then turned around and walked out the door.
Once the door was closed, a surge of red abruptly attacked her eyes, causing a bitter pain. Bai Rubing held down her chaotic breaths, quickening her steps.
Once she reached a secluded place, she couldn’t hold it any longer. She allowed her bitter tears to fall.
How did Shi Yuhuan and Song Qinghuan end up together? How did they get to this point? Was it because of that time of overtime work? Was it because of that time he delivered the files?
