Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 832 - this is the answer in my heart
Chapter 832: 832, this is the answer in my heart.
Chapter 832: 832, this is the answer in my heart.
Bi Yuntao looked at Song Qinghuan in a daze, then smiled as he replied, “Sure!”
He also stood up, “To tell you the truth, I like Hunan cuisine, but the dishes at your place are not spicy at all. Can you cook up a few Hunan dishes?”
“Sure! No problem, but by doing this, you’ll repay the favor you owe me today,” Song Qinghuan said with a mischievous smile.
After they returned to the dining table, Song Qinghuan had Auntie He cook two more dishes, and then they even drank some light alcohol together.
Bi Yuntao could hold his liquor well, but Song Qinghuan was really not made for drinking.
After gulping down a glass, she might have been influenced by what Bi Yuntao said, feeling the suppressed angst inside, and she actually burst into tears.
Shi Yuhuan came downstairs just in time to catch this scene.
“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Shi Mu asked, puzzled, then looked toward Bi Yuntao, who explained with a headache, “She said she wanted a drink, so I accompanied her. Who would have known…”
Shi Yuhuan frowned, gave Bi Yuntao a cold glance, and then picked Song Qinghuan up horizontally and carried her upstairs.
Feeling unwell after drinking, Qinghuan leaned against Yihan’s chest, eyes closed. As Yihan carried her to bed, she tightly clung to the corner of Yihan’s clothes and refused to let go, even with her eyes closed.
Yihan certainly didn’t think she was sound asleep; having seen her drunk before, he knew she became troubled when intoxicated.
It was just uncertain whether she was drunk from the drink she had had today.
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“Song Qinghuan, let go!” Shi Yuhuan gently spoke, also with a hint of probing intent.
Based on Song Qinghuan’s past reactions when drunk, she only acted on voice commands, obediently following them.
If she were intoxicated, then upon hearing his words, she should have let go. But she hadn’t let go, which meant she was not drunk.
Shi Yuhuan’s brows furrowed slightly, just about to ask her what was wrong, when he noticed Song Qinghuan, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly as she buried her head in his chest.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling pain somewhere?” It was this slight movement that made Yihan’s usually indifferent demeanor vanish, his eyes now filled with concern and worry as he looked at her.
Song Qinghuan said nothing, simply remaining pressed against him, continuing to tremble slightly.
Yihan extended his hand to her delicate shoulder, pulling her away from his chest, and his fingers followed, slowly lifting her finely shaped jaw, trying to get her to lift her downturned face.
With cold water droplets still lingering on her face, Shi Yuhuan’s gaze turned chilly, “What’s wrong?”
Why the sudden tears, when just a moment ago everything was fine. Could it be because of last night?
“It was my fault yesterday,” Shi Yuhuan said carefully as he drew her into his arms, kissing her lips and softly murmuring apologies.
Song Qinghuan shook her head in his embrace, then looked up at him, “No, it’s not that, Yihan. Last night, it was my fault for being willful, for not answering you directly. I shouldn’t have said what I did.”
Her eyes held a heavy earnestness as they met his, “The truth is, this is what my heart answers, no matter what we may face, even if it’s walking on the edge of a knife, but I don’t care, as long as you are with me, everything is fine. If the old man doesn’t show up, then he doesn’t. We can still live our lives normally. And I know, you will protect me without fail, regardless of how many people die or how much blood is shed in the process, we will be fine in the end. Even if we can’t be fine, I still want to cherish every day with you. There’s a saying, what’s meant to come will come, and there’s no escaping it.”
