NOVEL Dear Mr. Shi Chapter 523 - 523 they simply cannot be separated

Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 523 - 523 they simply cannot be separated
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Chapter 523: 523, they, simply cannot be separated.

Chapter 523: 523, they, simply cannot be separated.

Back at the villa, when the car came to a stop, Song Qinghuan remained seated inside, her eyes closed.

“Huanhuan, we’re home!” called Shi Yuhuan gently, reaching out to touch her hand.

Only when he touched her did he realize how alarmingly hot her face was.

“Huanhuan, Song Qinghuan,” he gently nudged her, but Song Qinghuan didn’t awaken; she merely murmured, “Shi Yuhuan, I feel so ill!”

In the depths of Shi Yuhuan’s eyes, a stifled pang of heartache slid across: “You must have a fever. I will take you to the hospital now!”

With that, he started the car again and speedily left for the hospital.

Upon diagnosis at the hospital, the doctors determined that Song Qinghuan’s sudden high fever was caused by the simultaneous effect of being frightened and getting cold. Although it wasn’t life-threatening, medication and psychological treatment were deemed necessary for a quick recovery.

Shi Yuhuan never left her side at the hospital, taking care of Song Qinghuan.

When Song Qinghuan opened her eyes, she saw Shi Yuhuan’s with an exhausted look on his face, his stubbly beard, grasping the hand with an IV in it, warming it with his own, fearing that the cold liquid might chill her.

“You’re awake,” his voice was still indifferent, but it was evident he was pleased. He moved his face closer to Song Qinghuan’s.

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes again, moving her lips as if she wanted to say something, but her dry throat prevented her from speaking.

Once she had woken up, Shi Yuhuan brought her home from the hospital and hired a family doctor to look after her at home. Even a high-end hospital room is never as good as home.

Two days passed, and Song Qinghuan’s condition had mostly improved. Shi Yuhuan was waiting for her to ask about what had happened that day in the countryside.

But Song Qinghuan was acting as if she had lost her memory. She asked no questions, said nothing, it was as if everything was as before.

Shi Yuhuan didn’t believe that her silence meant that she had accepted everything.

But he didn’t want to say anything either. Regardless of whether she could accept it or not, they couldn’t be separated anymore.

He had made up his mind; unless he was dead, he wouldn’t let her go, whether she wanted to be with him or not.

Located at the junction of A City and S City was a famous winery known as the Hongkan Winery owned by Shi Guozheng.

Shi Yuhuan’s sudden arrival left Shi Guozheng nervous and on tenterhooks.

In their generation of the Shi Family, the person he feared the most was Shi Yuhuan, and the only person he feared was also Shi Yuhuan. The Shi Family’s business was spread throughout Eurasia, and he had always thought that Shi Yuhuan would be the one to take over the family business.

But since Shi Yuhuan married someone else and gave up on Han Qianqian, this meant that he had given up on the opportunity to inherit the Shi Family, the role of head of the family. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪

This gave him hope.

Apart from Shi Yuhuan, he believed that he was the only one capable of assuming the heavy responsibility of leading the Shi Family.

However, who could have thought that Han Qianqian would choose Shi Annuo? Of course, he couldn’t just watch the position of head of the family slips through his fingers.

Therefore, he did some things. If he had guessed correctly, Shi Yuhuan was here for what had happened on the wedding day.

Shi Guozheng poured the well-aged wine into the glass.

Shi Yuhan picked it up, took a sip, and with a seemingly smiling, non-smiling expression on his face, he remarked: “Indeed a good wine. No wonder Hongkan Winery enjoys such a good reputation.”

Shi Guozheng also lifted his wine glass. Under Shi Yuhuan’s cold gaze, his hand trembled uncontrollably.

Inadvertently, he knocked over his glass. The wine spilled onto his yellow trousers, leaving a big red stain.

There was a hint of mockery in Shi Yuhuan’s eyes as he taunted: “Guozheng, you’ve always been known for your courage and strategic mind, organising Annuo’s wedding so perfectly. How come now you can’t even hold your wine glass steady, huh?”

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