NOVPUBChapter 569: 569, oh my gosh, what a scary man.
Chapter 569: 569, oh my gosh, what a scary man.
After deciding to find Li Chengyun, Song Qinghuan realized that she didn’t have his phone number.
However, the following day during her follow-up hospital visit, she had left behind the number of Li Chengyun’s assistant, Adai when getting registered for admission.
Through Adai, Song Qinghuan was able to get in touch with Li Chengyun and they arranged to meet at a coffee shop.
Midday was relatively quiet at this coffee shop. As soon as Song Qinghuan walked in, she noticed Li Chengyun sitting at a table by the window, flipping through a magazine.
The faint sunlight shining through the window added a hint of a golden aura to him. It displayed his extraordinary and noble quality, giving onlookers a feeling of awe and respect.
As Song Qinghuan approached him, she unknowingly slowed her pace. She suddenly understood why Li Qianze was so afraid of his older brother.
His eyes, cold and distant, glanced over as he set down his magazine.
‘Big Brother Li.’ Song Qinghuan cautiously greeted him with a smile.
“Shi Yuhuan and I are the same age, but he is older by a few months.” His icy voice was as delicately refined as a chilled coffee, emitting a supreme grace.
Song Qinghuan bit her lip and sat down opposite him.
If she shouldn’t call him ‘Big Brother Li,’ what then? Had she known that Shi Yuhuan was older by a couple of months, she wouldn’t have bothered. Her man clearly had the short end of the stick.
After a few seconds of silence, Song Qinghuan weakly started, “uhm…” 𝓃ℴ𝓋𝓹𝓊𝓫.𝒸𝓸𝓂
Li Chengyun’s gaze was light but it made her feel as if she was being immersed in ice water – suffocated and tongue-tied.
“Uhm… uhm… uhm…,” Song Qinghuan couldn’t get any words out even after trying several times.
Li Chengyun squinted his eyes, seemingly a bit annoyed.
Song Qinghuan swallowed her hesitation and quickly thanked him. “Thank you for your help yesterday!”
Li Chengyun: “…”
Receiving no response, Song Qinghuan continued, “Uhm… about my pregnancy, did you tell Shi Yuhuan?”
Li Chengyun’s eyes suddenly flashed a cold light as he asked, “What, you don’t want to tell him about your pregnancy?”
Song Qinghuan quickly waved her hands, smiling, “No, no. I was actually planning to tell him myself. Making it his Valentine’s Day surprise. Can you keep it a secret for me?”
With grace, Li Chengyun lifted his coffee cup, every move perfectly elegant.
After a sip, he hinted with a meaningful smile, “And what if he doesn’t like this particular Valentine’s Day gift?”
Song Qinghuan’s face turned rigid and she immediately retorted. “There’s no way, he will definitely like it.”
Li Chengyun sneered coldly. “I think he might force you to abort the child.”
“Absolutely not!” Song Qinghuan went as pale as snow, her body trembling with anger, “Shi Yuhuan is not you!”
With a clear ring, Li Chengyun put the coffee cup back down with a bit more force than necessary.
Coffee from the cup spilled onto the white tablecloth.
At that moment, Song Qinghuan felt as if she was in the presence of a gigantic iceberg rocking and trembling dangerously.
Only then did she realize, who she had provoked.
My God, what a frightening man!
She swallowed hard, subconsciously leaning back, gathering up her courage to say, “I… What are you trying to do? I’m pregnant, you know. I can’t handle being scared.”
