Dear Mr. Shi

The car stopped in front of the private road sign. Shi Yuhan ordered him to get out of the car and let Li Qianze drive back, and then walked to the villa.

Song Qinghuan had no choice but to get out of the car and follow Shi Yuhan to the villa.

The atmosphere along the way is strange.

Shi Yu was cold and silent, and Song Qinghuan, who was following him, had long been accustomed to his deserted silence.

Under the same roof with him, there are only a handful of things the two have said, the only time it was on his birthday.

That day she knew that he was not incapable of speaking, but that he did not speak.

Also, people have great capital, if she is white, rich and beautiful, she will be very cold.

But now, if I have no money, no status, and no status, let's silently follow behind and be a little transparent. For the time being, he is the king and she is the little girl.

Who asked her to ask him now? She would still look up to him in the Times Group, and look up to him to find her brother.

After she found his brother, she turned over to become the queen again, kicking him far away.

Having been with this shameless black-bellied man for a long time, she found that she had also become a shameless black-bellied man, is that okay? Is this really good?

Just thinking about it, Yuhan suddenly stopped walking when he was walking ahead.

Song Qinghuan, who was walking down the road, slammed into his back. The momentum was not small, and he almost stepped forward against the cold.

Shi Yuhan's icy eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously stretched out his arms backwards, and used strong arms to catch Song Qinghuan who was receding back into his arms, so as not to cause her to fall.

Song Qinghuan was startled, looking up at him a little scared, just about to apologize, "Yes..."

But before the sound came out, Shi Yuhan's big palm clasped his chin.

With a hint of anger, he bowed his head: "Song Qinghuan."

"Huh?" Song Qinghuan was stunned, and subconsciously shrank back, but the back of his neck was clasped by another big palm, and he vigorously pulled it back!

She opened her long eyelashes trembling, looking at this handsome face close at hand: "I didn't mean it, just... you suddenly stopped, I think about things..."

Shi Yuhan's eyes lightened and darkened, and his thin lips pressed coldly.

Looking at her so close, she could almost count her trembling eyelashes, her small face was pale in panic, and her eyes were embarrassingly shy.

Suddenly, the anger that was originally suppressed in my heart disappeared in an instant. He only asked indifferently: "Do you know what's wrong?"

What's wrong? Are there any mistakes, it's just that when you hit someone, you have to say that she is wrong, and she is wrong, who makes her weak now.

The weaker person has strong ideas, but she doesn't have a brain. Her brain is very flexible thinking for a few seconds, and she cautiously said: "Know, I was wrong, I shouldn't be inattentive!"

Shi Yuhan became a little angry again, with a cold tone, "Song Qinghuan, you'd better remember what I said before, otherwise, the consequences are definitely not what you can imagine."

He let go of him hard and withdrew his hand.

Song Qinghuan suddenly felt that the cold weather was getting colder, and a kind of icy cold was fluttering up and down on his back.

Shi Yuhan, who looked at him with a heavy face and coldly stared at him, recalled what he said, and suddenly understood that their question and answer were not on the same line.

She thought that the statutes saying that she was his girlfriend had passed.