NOVPUBChapter 77: 77, Holding hands, caught off guard
Chapter 77: 77, Holding hands, caught off guard
Han Qianqian pouted, sobbing as she said, “But I can’t forget, I really like you, Emperor. I know you don’t like her as well. Divorce her and let’s get married.”
Shi Yuhuan coldly responded, “How many times do I have to say this? Regardless of who I like, who I want to marry, that person will never be you, so stop disrupting my life and stop bothering her. Otherwise, I will ban you from showing up anywhere in the Shi family.” 𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝒐𝙢
With that said, he ignored Han Qianqian, grabbed onto Song Qinghuan’s wrist, helped her get up, and left.
As they left, Song Qinghuan glanced back instinctively. She saw Han Qianqian eventually slumping onto the table and sobbing uncontrollably.
At that moment, she suddenly felt that Han Qianqian was pitiful.
In fact, she didn’t find Han Qianqian annoying, perhaps if she could change her arrogant demeanor and her ladylike temperament, this cold man might like her.
Pity…
But on second thought, there must be something hateful about those who are pitiful.
She did not sympathize with Han Qianqian. Given Han Qianqian’s character, she faintly felt that this matter might not be over yet.
As expected, when she was about to say goodbye to Shi Yuhuan, claiming she had things to do and need to leave first, she saw Han Qianqian come chasing after them.
Shi Yuhuan seemed to truly despise her. As soon as he saw her coming out, he pushed Song Qinghuan into the passenger seat and quickly drove off.
Shi Yuhuan drove round and round, with Song Qinghuan seeing from the side mirror that Han Qianqian’s car was following them all along.
She didn’t know what this young lady was planning, but she didn’t want to stay in Shi Yuhuan’s car forever. She still needed to go see Mei Jun.
“I have stuff to take care off, we can’t keep going on like this. I think you should just stop the car and sort things out with her,” Song Qinghuan looked at Shi Yuhuan, her voice sounding helpless.
Shi Yuhuan took no notice of her, instead parking the car at a Western-style restaurant.
The restaurant was famous in A City; ordinary people couldn’t get in, only members were allowed. It served authentic French cuisine, not the kind found in common street-side diners.
It seemed like, from the moment he stepped on the accelerator, Shi Yuhuan had been heading towards this place.
After parking, he instructed Song Qinghuan, “Get out of the car. We’re having dinner.”
“But I’ve already eaten, you go ahead and eat, I can leave by taxi,” said Song Qinghuan. She got out of the car, but was reluctant to have dinner with Shi Yuhuan.
She didn’t like being alone with him, in case she was accused again of trying to seduce him.
Shi Yuhuan cast her a glance and didn’t say anything.
He simply walked over to Song Qinghuan’s side, took her hand, and headed into the restaurant.
A wave of warmth spread from her palm into her heart. Song Qinghuan felt as though she’d been given an electric shock. Her heart suddenly began to beat wildly.
