NOVPUBChapter 551: 551, Mountain rain, is coming
Chapter 551: 551, Mountain rain, is coming
“What’s there to dislike? I won’t be working all the time, don’t you also love travelling?” Shi Yuhuan said.
Song Qinghuan hesitated, then spoke, “But I had plans. You also arranged it for me, so I can visit my mom during the Spring Festival holiday.”
Upon hearing this, Shi Yuhuan seemed to remember something. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her: “This is it. Your foster mother has been released. Here’s her address. You can visit her anytime.” 𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Song Qinghuan took it and glanced at the phone number and address on it. She gaped at him in surprise: “Hospital? Is my mom ill?”
“She has only left the prison in a different way. You can visit her anytime. How about we visit her when we return to the country?” After saying this, Shi Yuhuan lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, gazing deeply into her eyes. His pitch-black eyes were filled with intermittent warmth.
With glazed eyes brimming with gratitude, Song Qinghuan said: “Thank you, Shi Yuhuan.”
Shi Yuhuan smiled faintly, his voice deep yet tender: “You don’t need to thank me. Remember, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side, because we are husband and wife.”
Looking into his earnest and sincere eyes, Song Qinghuan was once again touched to her core, she nodded solemnly: “I know.”
She raised her head to kiss him, and Shi Yuhuan’s faintly smiling lips deepened the kiss.
It was the night before her first trip abroad, and Song Qinghuan was so excited that she could not sleep all night.
She woke up early the next morning and started packing her luggage, picking here and there, filled with joy and cheerfulness.
Shi Yuhuan watched her, his eyes filled with complex emotions, but he was good at masking them. When he looked into her eyes, he showed no trace of desire yet appeared indifferent.
Song Qinghuan, worried about the potential boredom on the plane, packed a Mei Jun novel for herself and a financial magazine for Shi Yuhuan.
In the waiting room, Song Qinghuan sat quietly, leaning against Shi Yuhuan’s shoulder, while Shi Yuhuan kept reading a document, furrowing his brows.
The content of the document was all in English. Song Qinghuan glanced at it and couldn’t understand it at all.
Fearing that she would disturb Shi Yuhuan, she sat upright and started reading Mei Jun’s novel.
A few minutes before boarding, Shi Yuhuan’s phone suddenly rang.
He closed the document and answered the phone. The content seemed to disturb him deeply, and he rubbed his forehead with his hand.
“Where is she?” Shi Yuhuan spoke in an icy tone, his voice sounding as if it had been soaked in ice.
Something was said on the other end of the line, and his expression grew colder: “No matter what, bring her back safely, or don’t bother coming back at all.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone authoritatively.
Then, he turned his face and looked at Song Qinghuan emotionlessly, “I have something urgent, I need to leave early. You board the plane to New York first, someone will pick you up there, wait for me there.”
When Song Qinghuan heard him say ‘bring her back safely’, her heart started pounding in fear.
She held Shi Yuhuan’s hand tightly and asked anxiously: “What happened? Who was kidnapped… I… I was supposed to accompany you. If you don’t board the plane, how can I? I’d rather wait for you!”
“Don’t worry about it, just be a good girl and board the plane to New York and wait for me.” After coldly delivering the statement, Shi Yuhuan disentangled her hand, got up, and left without a hint of hesitation.
