NOVPUBChapter 571: 571, What I want is not gratitude, what I want is you
Chapter 571: 571, What I want is not gratitude, what I want is you
This possibility made Li Chengyun laugh silently to himself. It was too absurd. He quickly rejected the thought.
However, Song Qinghuan was somewhat angry. “Yes, I was abandoned by my mother on the roof when I was born, and then picked up by my adoptive mother. Is that funny to you? Humph!”
His cold gaze was like a knife cutting into Song Qinghuan’s face, sending a chill down her spine. “Well, thank you again. I have something to do, so I’ll go ahead.”
She simply thought her abrupt words had annoyed Li Chengyun once more.
If she can’t please him, she might as well avoid him.
Furrowing his brows, Li Chengyun’s already cold gaze followed Song Qinghuan’s retreating figure.
What a strange coincidence?
His own sister was taken away from the hospital, yet Song Qinghuan was abandoned on the roof. She couldn’t possibly be his sister, that seemed unlikely. His sister was taken away from a room, not the roof as Song Qinghuan had said.
“Wait!”
She stopped as she heard his voice. Song Qinghuan turned to look at him, only for Li Chengyun to fall silent.
Song Qinghuan shrugged her shoulders and bid Li Chengyun farewell, before heading back to the hotel. There she called Shi Yuhuan, informing him that she would be returning to A City on an afternoon flight.
Just before hanging up, Song Qinghuan thought she heard Zhan Jie’s voice.
She was taken aback. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Shi Yuhuan was visiting Zhan Jie in the hospital?
She clenched her jaw tightly, the corners of his lips turned down. She felt suffocated, with an expression that screamed shock.
Alright, given that Zhan Jie was hurt because of Shi Yuhuan, she would let him visit Zhan Jie until she recovered.
However, once Zhan Jie recuperated, she was going to talk to Shi Yuhuan about keeping his distance from Zhan Jie.
After hanging up the phone, Shi Yuhuan turned to Zhan Jie, who was lying in the hospital bed, “If there’s nothing else, I’m going to head back.”
“Shi Yuhuan.” Zhan Jie looked surprised, “Why have you been treating me differently since I got hurt this time? Can you tell me what I mean to you?”
Shi Yuhuan walked to the bedside and looked at her solemnly: “A friend. You’ve always been a friend to me.”
Zhan Jie stretched out her hand and grabbed Shi Yuhuan’s robe, “No, you didn’t treat me like this before. You gave me a house.”
No friend, especially a man, would give a woman a house.
Shi Yuhuan gently pried her hand away, “It was a thank you. You’ve helped me a lot over the years.”
Zhan Jie kept shaking her head, “No, no, that’s not it. I don’t need your thank you. I want…”
Shi Yuhuan interrupted her, “I’m already married.”
It felt as if something had stabbed hard into Zhan Jie’s heart.
With teary eyes, she bit her lip, her voice full of sorrow, “Do you love her?”
Shi Yuhuan closed his eyes, trying to suppress his indifference. After all, she did get injured because of him. He turned around, his deep eyes calm as still water, “What does it matter to you if I love her or not?”
His brooding deep gaze slowly looked up at her, his handsome lips parting slightly as he said gently, yet with a piercing coldness, “With or without her, I would never be with you.”
