NOVPUBChapter 71: Don’t allow, find her
Chapter 71: Don’t allow, find her
The first page revealed a prominent photo of Song Qinghuan.
The photo showed Song Qinghuan’s whereabouts over the past few days. An A4 printout marked all the places she had visited during this period.
As the pages with the printed pictures were lifted, they revealed Song Qinghuan’s personal information. Every detail of her life seemed to be documented here, including Song Qinghuan’s brother, Yan Pingdan.
As Shi Yuhuan looked at Yan Pingdan’s information, he recalled Song Qinghuan’s words and the eager look in her eyes at the hotel that day. Everything she did was for him.
But having entered, could she change anything? 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Shi Yuhuan lifted his eyes and looked out the window, his gaze calm and sharp.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes slightly, entering a light sleep, with a sardonic smile looming around his mouth.
Much later, he opened his eyes again, the cold impassivity in them unchanged. He closed up the profile, standing up to head to the study.
Zishi, upon his master’s first motion, immediately heaved his massive body up with all fours, following closely behind.
At the door of the bedroom, Shi Yuhuan suddenly stopped walking, his gaze falling on Zishi at his feet, “Go have fun on your own.”
He paused for a moment and then added, “Don’t try to find her.”
Then he entered the study, leaving Zishi outside.
Zishi lay listlessly on the ground, as if beaten down by frost.
*
After eating, Song Qinghuan wanted to clean up as usual to pass the time during the holiday.
But now, looking at the clean and tidy room, untouched by dust, she felt that cleaning further was redundant.
So what should she do? She could only sleep, it seemed.
What did all those married women do at this time?
She had been married for several days now, and it still felt surreal.
Her brother once told her that she would surely have a wonderful marriage in the future, a warm family, a loving husband, and two adorable children.
As it turns out, things didn’t go as hoped.
The television was on, but Song Qinghuan had no idea what was playing on it.
Thinking about her brother, all she had in her heart and mind was him. Where was her brother now?
She picked up her brother’s notebook and opened it again.
She skipped the first and middle sections and flipped to the last few pages.
February 8, cloudy.
The weather was the same as my mood today, cloudy. Times Group wants to acquire Wancheng Group. They asked me to calculate the budget, to first negotiate with the operator of Wancheng Group, and to proceed with a series of acquisitions after obtaining consent.
February 9, clear.
I told him about Times Group’s plan to acquire Wancheng. He was very excited after hearing this. I told him not to act rashly, but he insisted on proceeding with the acquisition.
