NOVPUBChapter 341: 341, Don’t waste emotions if you’re not truly invested.
Chapter 341: 341, Don’t waste emotions if you’re not truly invested.
Song Qinghuan was astounded, dumbstruck, “You’re spouting nonsense!”
Suddenly, she looked fearfully at Shi Yuhuan, who was only a foot away, shaking her head, “That’s not true, she’s the one talking nonsense, it was obviously her talking about your father…”
Shi Yuhuan stood upright, his expression icy cold, his aura overwhelmingly intimidating, “Shut up!”
His cold eyes were tinged with a touch of crimson, but his voice remained deep and steady. He cut off Song Qinghuan’s words and turned and walked away.
Song Qinghuan’s clear and delicate face instantly turned pale, her slightly widened eyes blank and lifeless.
She watched Shi Yuhuan’s retreating figure, wondering if he could have believed Jin Lin’s words?!
No, that’s not how it was. She quickly followed behind Shi Yuhuan.
Jin Lin watched the two, a cold smile playing on her lips, satisfaction written all over her face.
Song Qinghuan had no time to care about Jin Lin right now; she desperately thought about how to explain the situation to Shi Yuhuan. Jin Lin was the one who said those words?
“Your parents…”
The moment the words were out of her mouth, Shi Yuhuan suddenly turned around.
Song Qinghuan would never forget, the icy cold look in Shi Yuhuan’s eyes when he turned back.
The person he saw in that moment was not a woman who he shared a bed with, but an enemy with deep-seated hatred.
It seemed as long as she dared to say another word, he would not hesitate to put her in danger.
Song Qinghuan froze, all her words beginning to falter and retreat.
Only when Shi Yuhuan’s figure disappeared from sight did she finally move towards the bedroom upstairs.
At the staircase, she saw Jin Lin, who raised her eyebrows, a pleased expression on her face.
As Song Qinghuan passed her, Jin Lin said sarcastically, “I thought you were different, but you’re nothing special.”
“…” Song Qinghuan ignored her and continued walking.
Jin Lin’s voice rang out again: “He’s heartless, don’t waste your feelings on him.”
Those words were spoken nonchalantly, lacking any sarcasm or schadenfreude. There was only a hint of helplessness.
Song Qinghuan didn’t say anything, paused her steps for a moment, then started walking again.
Back in the bedroom, she lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, a faint pain reflected in her eyes. Thinking back to what just happened, her heart throbbed with pain.
Why didn’t he listen to her explanation, was it really as Jin Lin said, that he was heartless, not liking anyone, not willing to believe her?
Lost in thought, her phone suddenly rang, startling her.
She picked it up and saw it was Shi Yuhuan calling. Her gloomy mood instantly lifted, and she hurriedly answered, “Coming!”
Shi Yuhuan’s voice was still indifferent but piercing on the phone.
“Ok,” Song Qinghuan responded, and hustled out of bed and ran over.
The door to the villa behind her wasn’t locked, so Song Qinghuan directly pushed it open and went in.
Shi Yuhuan was sitting on the sofa, a document in hand. After changing her shoes, she sat next to him, the glimmering eyes full of caution as she softly spoke, “Shi Yuhuan.”
Her soft voice caused Shi Yuhuan to slowly raise his head and meet her pitiful gaze, reminiscent of a small, abandoned animal.
He put down the document in his hands, stretched out his arm to encircle her shoulders.
