NOVPUBChapter 452: No worries, you still have me.
Chapter 452: No worries, you still have me.
Shi Yuhuan gave her a deep look, the corners of his lips curling into a slight smile.
He then reached out to take the document from her.
However, as he was about to open it, Song Qinghuan stopped him. Her small face filled with conflict, she stammered, “Um… perhaps, I should do it.”
The smile on Shi Yuhuan’s lips widened, his face seemed a little evil under the dim light. He handed the document back to her.
Holding the document felt like holding a hot sweet potato, Song Qinghuan didn’t know what to do.
She glanced between the document in her hands and Shi Yuhuan, hesitating and unsure about opening it.
“….” Shi Yuhuan remained silent, leaving her to it.
Song Qinghuan started to become restless. She randomly pulled at her collar while mumbling, “It’s suddenly hot. Shi Yuhuan, I need to get some water, you can look at it!”
With that, she handed the document back to him and quickly got up to go to the kitchen, leaving a bemused Shi Yuhuan.
As she was pouring water, her fingers trembled slightly. Her heart pounded nervously.
She drank a glass of water hurriedly and poured another glass before leaving the kitchen.
When she came back, the document had been opened. Shi Yuhuan was looking at the report. He glanced at her, “Do you want me to tell you the result, hmm?”
Song Qinghuan gripped her glass tightly, her voice shaking as she said, “Tell me!”
Shi Yuhuan stated flatly, “You have no blood ties with Yan Pingdan or Lu Meiyan…”
The glass in her hand fell to the floor with a ringing sound, shattering into pieces. Song Qinghuan became stiff, in disbelief.
She had no familial ties with her brother or mother. How was that possible?
The shock was so overwhelming that Song Qinghuan was speechless for a long moment. She felt like her throat had been strangled.
In confusion, she quickly sat next to Shi Yuhuan and grabbed the report from his hands.
The information written there made her face pale. She widened her eyes in disbelief.
“How can this be? How is this possible?” Her small white mouth could only force out these few raspy words after a long moment.
By this time she was dazed.
Her mother wasn’t her mother, her father wasn’t her father, and her kind brother was not her real brother. Her life felt upended, as if something had collapsed within her.
Shi Yuhuan’s deep gaze softened with pity. He tightened his hold on the back of her neck, pulling her face to rest on his chest, and softly said, “It’s okay, you still have me.”
Her eyes shimmering with tears, Song Qinghuan looked at him in shock. Though his words were light, they weighed heavy on her heart.
Did she have him? Could she have him? Had he not always been cold and ruthless to her, responding to her beck and call?
A strong bitterness welled up in her nose. Tears trembled in her reddened eyes. Song Qinghuan didn’t want to think about the sincerity of Shi Yuhuan’s words at this moment. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice breaking with emotion, “How can this be? They are not my family. Then, where is my real family?”
Shi Yuhuan looked at her with sorrow. He gently lifted her face and kissed her forehead.
Tears blurring her vision, Song Qinghuan gently placed her small hand on his chest and asked with a trembling voice, “Can I see my brother?”
