NOVPUBChapter 352: 352, In fact, everyone has their own thoughts
Chapter 352: 352, In fact, everyone has their own thoughts
The two sat in silence when suddenly, Shi Yuhuan’s thin lips parted slightly, and a deep, magnetic voice spilled out: “Give it some time.”
“…” Song Qinghuan instinctively lifted her eyes to glance at him, her face pale and speechless.
Actually, she didn’t quite understand what Shi Yuhuan really meant by the word “time.”
Time? What did it stand for?
“Give me some!” When Shi Yuhuan uttered those words again, Song Qinghuan instantly understood.
Time, give him some.
Was he implying that he would change his mind?
But would he? Song Qinghuan didn’t know. She only knew that once a person had made up their mind about something, it was extremely difficult to change, especially for a man like Shi Yuhuan, who was always domineering and arrogant.
“Eat, it will get cold soon!” she changed the subject, not wanting to linger on this matter.
She felt that continuing to discuss it would only bring heartache.
Shi Yuhuan also stopped speaking, casually ate a few bites, and then returned to his study.
Song Qinghuan cleaned the dishes, lay down on the sofa to watch TV, and fell asleep. She woke up suddenly to find that it was already midnight.
She turned her head toward the study, where a faint light was seeping out from the door, indicating that Shi Yuhuan was still busy. Too tired to wait, she got up and headed for the bedroom, undressing and going straight to bed.
Just as she was falling asleep, the bedcovers were pulled off, and a heavy body pressed down on her.
She groggily opened her eyes and saw Shi Yuhuan. Just as she was about to say something, he kissed her.
Inside the wide blanket, two bodies were entwined in the utmost intimacy.
When she woke up the next day, she was clearly somewhat languid, yet the man in question was radiant and brimming with energy, taking her to work as usual.
This immediately made Song Qinghuan sigh at the unfairness. Why was there such a huge difference between men and women?
Perhaps Shi Yuhuan noticed her lack of pep because he didn’t drop her off at the front of the company as usual but instead drove her all the way to the underground parking lot.
Song Qinghuan felt inexplicably guilty and quickly left, leaving Shi Yuhuan behind, which made him furrow his brows slightly.
He wanted to call out to her, but Song Qinghuan had already run into the employee elevator.
He was a little unhappy that Song Qinghuan kept her distance from him at work and kept their relationship a secret.
But in Song Qinghuan’s heart, it was because he had always been distant and cold to her at work, she believed that he didn’t want their colleagues to know about their relationship.
Living with Shi Yuhuan, Song Qinghuan always felt like she was walking in a fog, but she didn’t want to delve into it.
She always thought that her relationship with Shi Yuhuan was fragile and that not many aspects could stand close scrutiny. So, despite the confusion, and her heart hanging in limbo, she covered her eyes in blissful ignorance, indulging in those fleeting moments of sweetness with Shi Yuhuan.
No matter how disappointing life is, one must live happily, otherwise, the days would be filled with sadness.
At the end of the workday, Shi Yuhuan had some unfinished work. Song Qinghuan didn’t want to wait for him, so she went home alone.
Upon stepping outside, she discovered it was snowing, another winter had arrived.
Time flew by so fast. To think, she and Shi Yuhuan had already been married for a year.
