NOVPUBChapter 76: 76, Emotion, deceiving oneself and others
Chapter 76: 76, Emotion, deceiving oneself and others
Although Song Qinghuan found herself speechless, feeling like a woman being accused of being a mistress, she maintained an amicable expression.
She laughed quietly and responded slowly, “Miss Han, I think there’s one thing that you’ve misunderstood all these years. Everything you’ve done has been based on your own wishes. You never pondered whether he is willing to accept you, or even whether he cares about you. Perhaps you’ve always known that he doesn’t love you. You knew he would never choose you as his wife, but you’ve been deceiving yourself and resisting to admit it.”
Han Qianqian immediately retorted, “Who says so? He likes me! I know he likes me! It’s all your fault for intervening.”
Leaves rustled in the wind as Song Qinghuan lost patience saying, “I can’t reason with you and I really don’t want to talk to you anymore. Why can’t you understand? A man’s heart cannot be won through harsh treatment. If you wish to win him, you should have tried to win him. Nothing will change if you come to me again. He doesn’t love you, he still doesn’t love you.”
Upon hearing Song Qinghuan’s reply, Han Qianqian, her face flushed with anger, picked up her coffee cup and splashed its content towards Qinghuan.
“Ah!” Some of the nearby spectators couldn’t help but scream out loud.
Just as they thought Song Qinghuan was about to get a shower of coffee, she quickly dodged aside.
Qinghuan isn’t one to simply accept insults without defending herself.
She knew Han Qianqian would be more infuriated by her words, so she was always alert, managing to dodge the coffee by flashing away the moment Han Qianqian raised the mug.
There is no way she would let herself be steamrolled, emphasizing her position as a mere innocent bystander caught up in Han Qianqian’s drama.
Seeing her coffee-splash missed Song Qinghuan, Han Qianqian went to throw the cup at her. But as she raised her arm, a large hand reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.
“Who?! Let go of…” As she turned around in surprise, her face turned pale after spotting the newcomer, “Emperor…”
Shi Yuhuan had arrived, standing at the edge of the table, radiating a dangerous aura around him.
Instinctively, Han Qianqian stepped back, attempting to retreat to a corner.
“Who gave you the authority to behave like that?” Shi Yuhuan snatched the coffee mug from Qianqian’s hand and placed it back on the table before sitting next to Song Qinghuan.
He sat there, his icy gaze without a hint of warmth fixed on Han Qianqian as he spoke, “Go on, what do you intend to do?”
“I…I didn’t mean anything. I just want to be with you,” Han Qianqian felt guilty. At that moment, she was incredibly afraid of Shi Yuhuan.
With a single glance from Shi Yuhuan, all her momentum vanished. She dropped her shoulders and hung her head low, not daring to meet his eyes.
A corner of Shi Yuhuan’s mouth curled upwards in a smirk, his voice low and cold, “You were the one who asked for the duel. You were the one who said the loser would no longer pursue things.”
