Chapter 496: 496, upon reaching Qing, Shi Yuhuan, you wishful thinking.
Chapter 496: 496, upon reaching Qing, Shi Yuhuan, you wishful thinking.
As she spoke, her voice cracked with a sob: “The baby, it’s so pitiful, so tiny.”
Shi Yuhuan cast a cold, indifferent glance outside.
He reached out, gently pulling Song Qinghuan into his arms: “Since you love this child so much, and the child’s mother is determined to abandon him, why don’t we adopt him?”
Song Qinghuan looked up at Shi Yuhuan’s face, hot tears gushing out: “I was also a child unwanted by my mother.”
Shi Yuhuan lowered his gaze at her, holding her even tighter in his arms, burying his head into her neck indentation, his big hand gripping the back of her neck slightly trembling.
Leaning her forehead on his shoulder, Song Qinghuan’s pent-up grievances and helplessness suddenly surfaced.
She initially cried silently, then began to sob loudly. Her body trembled slightly, her fingers tensely gripped Shi Yuhuan’s clothing.
The baby was abandoned just like this, what about her? Was she, too, abandoned by her own parents when she was young?
“Don’t cry, you still have me.” Shi Yuhuan gently appeased her, his hoarse voice murmuring as his lips lightly caressed her cold ear.
Song Qinghuan pouted, stopped crying, and sobbed softly: “We’re soon to be divorced, what do you mean by ‘you still have me’?”
“No divorce…” Shi Yuhuan murmured, looking at Song Qinghuan, his warm breath intertwined with hers. Their noses touched lightly, “No more divorcing… don’t cry… even in the future, you may feel aggrieved, but please believe in me…”
Song Qinghuan looked at the calm and restrained Shi Yuhuan, her clear little face wore a rare look of confusion.
She interrupted Shi Yuhuan’s words softly: “Believe you? Shi Yuhuan, you’ve always been hot and cold with me, unpredictable, how can I trust you?”
“Huanhuan,” Shi Yuhuan’s handsome face looked pale, his deep eyes filled with love and tenderness, he said in low gravelly voice, “Am I truly that bad to you?”
Song Qinghuan acknowledged with a nod, her voice low and hoarse: “Not just ordinarily bad, extremely bad, extremely bad! Imagine, if one day, I say to you, Shi Yuhuan, I think you’re quite good, I want you to be my husband, for a lifetime, until you refuse, how would you feel?”
“Happy!” Shi Yuhuan answered honestly.
Song Qinghuan was satisfied with his answer, and continued: “Then after a few days, when I suddenly say to you, Shi Yuhuan, actually I was just playing with you, I’m tired of you now, you can do whatever you want. Of course, if you want, you can still be my husband for life, only I won’t respond to your affections anymore, because I think you’re crazy. How would you feel then?”
Shi Yuhuan looked down at her, a hint of joviality flickering in his eyes: “Ah, finally settled.”
“What do you mean, settled.” Song Qinghuan clearly still didn’t understand the meaning of his words.
Just as she blurted out, pausing for a moment, did she finally react to Shi Yuhuan’s meaning.
Her gaze trembled intensely, as she stared at Shi Yuhuan in shock and speechlessness, it was only after a while that she squeezed out a sentence, “Shi Yuhuan, you bastard, is this how you calculate?”
It was because he had said such things to her, and now she had said such things to him, so he thought it was settled.
What a dreamer!
Her eyes reddening, Song Qinghuan broke free from his embrace.