Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 869 - Song Qinghuans identity 5
Chapter 869: 869, Song Qinghuan’s identity 5
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Chapter 869: 869, Song Qinghuan’s identity 5
“Yo!! Shi Yuhuan, when you usually bring people over, I don’t see you saying that it needs my agreement as the lady of the house.”
As she spoke, Song Qinghuan snorted coldly, “It’s clear you’re using me as a shield!”
Shi Yuhuan kissed her cheek, “They’ll only be going for a day or two and most of the time they won’t be at the villa. It won’t disturb you, but Han Qianqian is different. If she goes, it’s very likely to upset her.”
Song Qinghuan thought for a moment, then sighed, “Later, I’ll have Yuandong make a call to stop Han Qianqian from coming to the company. I agree to let her stay at our place.”
Shi Yuhuan raised his eyebrows, “You actually agreed? It seems like you enjoy stirring up trouble in the world.”
Song Qinghuan frowned, with an angry expression that said ‘why can’t you understand my painstaking efforts’: “It’s not that I enjoy stirring up trouble. It’s that the issues between those three need to be resolved. The longer it drags on, the more it becomes a hidden danger. Wen Zhaozhao is innocent, no matter what, she shouldn’t be harmed. Besides, I believe that given Han Qianqian’s character, she should… let go. Didn’t she say before that she hates being the other woman the most because her mother was harmed by one?”
Shi Yuhuan replied, “But the problem is, in Han Qianqian’s heart, she feels that she and Shi Annuo are in love, and they knew each other first. It was Wen Zhaozhao who intruded first, so she believes Wen Zhaozhao is the mistress.”
Song Qinghuan said, “That’s why someone needs to enlighten her. She…doesn’t have any friends and has always been alone. Even though she has framed me before, she ultimately didn’t intend to really hurt me. Moreover, we used to get along fairly well. Plus, since Shi Annuo is your brother, if we don’t handle this matter properly, who else will care about this mess?”
“Then let’s do as you say,” Shi Yuhuan said, hugging Song Qinghuan tighter in his embrace, his arms, like iron clamps, held Song Qinghuan so tight that she couldn’t move at all.
“Is that everything about this matter? Then I’m heading back. The baby still needs to be fed.” Song Qinghuan felt somewhat displeased inside because Shi Yuhuan had just now, not revealed her identity to everyone.
She believed that any woman would hope that her man, when introducing her to others, would say she is the woman he loves.
Nor was she oblivious to the situation—they were in a place where someone might barge in at any moment; what then?
Shi Yuhuan hadn’t finished speaking, merely resting his head on her shoulder and neck, his heavy breathing tingling in her ear, making Song Qinghuan’s body inexplicably hot.
Especially at this moment, they were in Shi Yuhuan’s office, and the door wasn’t even locked; it seemed like someone could walk in at any time, which only added to her feeling of guilt.
Song Qinghuan felt incredibly embarrassed, and couldn’t help but softly scold Shi Yuhuan, “Stop it, don’t be a hooligan!”
Shi Yuhuan’s lips lingered on Song Qinghuan’s fair neck and ears, his words muffled, “I can’t, I just like to play the hooligan with you…”
