NOVPUBChapter 467: 467, Qinghuan, you’re quite domineering too.
Chapter 467: 467, Qinghuan, you’re quite domineering too.
Song Qinghuan felt her mood plummet in an instant.
Last time, he dumped her inexplicably and even forced her to lose her job. Recently, he had been surprisingly nice to her. She thought he had a reason for his initial actions—perhaps her brother didn’t want her to be with him. But that wasn’t the case at all.
His behavior was still the same: eccentric, domineering and cold-blooded, sarcastic and cruel, unpredictable and capricious. It was hard to gauge.
He drew her in and discarded her at will.
As these thoughts flooded her mind, Song Qinghuan couldn’t hold back her tears. She stared at him angrily, “So, you don’t want me to go back? It’s not like your company is the only one out there. I can work somewhere else if I want. So what, I’ll earn a thousand less? I might as well buy that company.”
Shi Yuhuan felt a headache brewing. He massaged his temples. “Fine, fine. If you want to go back to work, just go.”
Sniffling, Song Qinghuan didn’t say anything else. She turned to go back to her bedroom, each step echoing up the stairwell.
Just as she sat down by her bed, as if remembering something, she immediately got up and rushed downstairs. She yelled at Shi Yuhuan, who was still on the sofa, “From tonight onward, go back to your villa behind this one! If you come up here again, I’ll move out! Anyway, my brother gave me the keys to his villa, so it’s not like I don’t have anywhere else to go!”
After making her bold declaration, Song Qinghuan didn’t wait for Shi Yuhuan’s response or to see his expression before she turned to leave.
His lips curved slightly upwards into a lazy smirk. His demeanor, slouched on the sofa, was casual yet dangerously alluring. He watched Song Qinghuan’s retreating figure, barely suppressing a chuckle.
Song Qinghuan couldn’t tell whether Shi Yuhuan had been scared off by her audacious declaration, or whether he simply didn’t want to share a bed with her any longer. After that day, he really didn’t sleep in the same room with her anymore.
In the morning, she went to the Times Group. In the afternoon, she had a meal with Mei Jun.
When she told Mei Jun that she was going back to work at Times Group, Mei Jun nearly spit out her soup, catching Song Qinghuan off guard.
After coughing lightly and catching her breath, Mei Jun exclaimed in surprise, “Erhuan, you’re going back to work at Times Group? My God, didn’t that heartless husband of yours fire you? Why are you so spineless? If I were you, I’d find a job at another company. Then, I’d work my way up, get promotions and pay rises, become the general manager, even the CEO, marry a rich and handsome man, and reach the peak of life. Then, I’d go back and let your ex-husband die of anger!”
Song Qinghuan gave her a look and said sarcastically, “Junjun, after writing so many romance novels, don’t you know that life and fiction are two different things? Find a job at another company—do you think it’s easy to find a job? Do you think climbing the corporate ladder, getting promotions, and becoming a CEO is as easy as gaining weight around the waist? And as for marrying a rich and handsome man, I’m not even divorced yet. Do you want me to commit bigamy?”
Before Mei Jun could say more, Song Qinghuan interrupted her rudely, “Enough, don’t use those saintly heroines from your novels to insult me. I don’t have those abilities associated with these heroines that everyone falls in love with!”
