Dear Mr. Shi

When Song Qinghuan returned to the magnificent dining room, the butler was instructing the servant to spread the white embroidered tablecloth on the long dining table.

Seeing her come down, the butler immediately greeted her, and respectfully led her to sit down in the living room.

After Song Qinghuan thanked him, he sat down alone.

She turned her head and looked at it casually. When she moved her gaze to the front again, she saw the man who had just met outside the study—Young Master Chen.

He sat down opposite her, curled his lips with a smile, crossed his slender legs on the coffee table in front, leaned back on the sofa, and lit a stick in his mouth. .

Song Qinghuan confessed again that this man was very beautiful, hiding behind the smoke, he was stained with a bit of luxurious decadence.

When she stared at him, she felt her heart was inexplicably pressed tightly, and she could barely breathe.

He was obviously smiling at him, but he was so cold, "Hey, how much did Shi Yuhan spend on you to act in a play?"

The sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing through the bones and immersed in cold, just like his gaze, very fierce and sharp.

Song Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable regardless of his language or demeanor. If there is anyone in this world that makes you particularly dislike it when you see it, then it must be the young Master Chen in front of you.

She didn't say anything, nor did she speak randomly. Before she understood what Young Master Chen wanted to do, she didn't want to talk to him too much. He was obviously very hostile to her.

"It seems to be my guess, woman, you are very short of money? To the extent that you need to sell yourself." He continued to ridicule Song Qinghuan, saying very viciously.

Song Qinghuan bit her lip, and then explained: "I am his wife, newlyweds."

He curled his lips and sneered: "New wife? New wife bought with money..."

Song Qinghuan didn’t get angry and laughed: “It looks like this, because he fell in love with me at first sight. If I didn’t marry, I didn’t want to marry him, so he said to give me money, so I agreed. I bought it for money."

The man was expressionless, but his eyes suddenly narrowed gloomily, and said coldly: "Shi Yuhan doesn't easily like someone. It's love at first sight? I don't think you should be mentally disabled. Who do you think Shi Yuhan is? Don't think He smiled at her and cared about you and fell in love with you! Wrong, it is impossible for him to fall in love with anyone!"

"Hehe, you are so funny. No matter how indifferent Shi Yuhan is, he is nothing more than a mortal. It is normal for a mortal to be emotional." Now it is Song Qinghuan's turn to mock him.

The man squinted abruptly, with a strong murderous intent, a sneer on his lips, "Do you know who I am? You dare to talk to me like this."

Song Qinghuan calmly stared at him: "I'm not interested in who you are, but if you say bad things about my husband, I can't ignore it as a wife."

"Woman, do you know if you dare to be rude, it means you will be sad in the future." The man threatened.

Song Qinghuan said that he was not afraid that it was a fake, but she felt that this man would never be afraid of the cold. He is Shi Yuhan's enemy. If he dares to deal with her, Shi Yuhan will definitely help.

Sometimes the cold is there, so why not behave like a tiger: "Oh?? Really?? Life is already sad, and I always feel that it is the limit. You can actually make me more sad than now. I have to say, you are really very sad. Have the ability!"

(Ps: Announce today's lucky baby: you ★? I owe me my glitz.)