Chapter 439: 439, let me go with you.
Chapter 439: 439, let me go with you.
But Song Qinghuan misunderstood, thinking that the divorce would happen soon and therefore she wouldn’t need to use those things anymore.
She felt like crying again, but she foolishly smiled, and murmured, “Shi Yuhuan, do you know, I feel very inferior in front of you. Because you are too outstanding and I am just so mediocre, so for some things, I already know, I will not make any demands, I just hope that when the time comes, you can let me leave without feeling too humiliated.”
Such humble tone and words tightened Shi Yuhuan’s eyebrows.
He held her tighter, his chin rested on her hair, and his large palm gently stroked her slender back, “Stop overthinking, when looking at things, don’t just see the surface. Song Qinghuan, look with your heart, don’t believe in any superficial stuff, understand?”
“I’m not overthinking, you’re just too indifferent.” Song Qinghuan tilted her head slightly, looking at him with eyes that seemed to be laughing yet filled with tears.
Shi Yuhuan didn’t say anything more, just quietly holding her, and Song Qinghuan remained silent as well.
Time passed by every second, Song Qinghuan’s breath started to become even, as if she had fallen asleep.
A shadow flicked across the door, Shi Yuhuan glanced over, staring at Song Qinghuan in his arms, was quiet for a moment, and then cautiously and slowly let go of her.
She shifted away; he rose, picked up the blanket, got off the bed. Every single action was extremely gentle and slow.
Before he turned around, he tucked the blanket around Song Qinghuan, looked at her quietly sleeping for a while, and then turned to leave.
As soon as Shi Yuhuan closed the door, Song Qinghuan opened her eyes.
She stared at the door for a moment, then slowly sat up and put on her coat before walking out.
At the corner of the staircase, Song Qinghuan saw Shi Yuhuan again, along with Chen Tian standing opposite him.
The two were having a low conversation, too far away for Song Qinghuan to clearly hear.
She approached to hear Chen Tian asking Shi Yuhuan, “Are you going to the outskirts now? Shi Mu and Si Chen are there.”
A lethal chill burst from Shi Yuhuan’s eyes, a cruel smirk formed at the corner of his mouth, and his voice wasn’t bothered in the least, “Did they admit that they were the ones who poisoned her?”
“No, neither of them was willing to admit.” Chen Tian replied, then asked lightly, “Boss, are you going now?”
Shi Yuhuan thought for a while, then said, “She just woke up, tomorrow.”
Chen Tian nodded, then asked again, “What about Shi Mu and Si Chen? Will they continue to be held?”
“Keep them locked up…” before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a gentle voice.
“Go!”
At the sound of the familiar voice, Shi Yuhuan turned around subconsciously and saw Song Qinghuan leaning weakly against the wall.
“Why are you out of bed?” Shi Yuhuan frowned, slowly approached Song Qinghuan, and coldly commanded with a frosty breath, “Go back to bed immediately!”
Song Qinghuan pursed her lips, then spoke softly, “Shi Yuhuan, go. I want to go too. I want to know exactly what’s going on. What terrible wrong have I committed that led them to be so brutal.”
Shi Yuhuan held her, and sternly said, “You need to rest.”
Song Qinghuan looked up at him and managed to squeeze out a smile, “I’m fine, really, let me go with you.”
At this moment, Shi Yuhuan couldn’t reject Song Qinghuan’s request. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m