Dear Mr. Shi

"No! I haven't thought about marrying someone else to the child's father." She and Shi Yuhan were divorced, but it was a fake divorce.

At this moment, Song Qinghuan wanted to tell Si Jianan, but she also knew that Si Jianan was a person in the market, and she couldn't let people know that she and Shi Yuhan were divorced on a holiday.

If you say that, if you miss the wind, and someone with ulterior motives knows, then she and Shi Yuhan have been separated for so long, it is really not worth it.

Si Jianan fixedly looked at Song Qinghuan, with the sharp thin lips under the bridge of the straight nose, coldly pursing.

For a moment, he smiled softly: "Come with me!"

After speaking, Song Qinghuan had to take a step, and had to follow him, planning to walk around with him in the villa area.

After walking for several minutes, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little weirdly silent.

Suddenly, Si Jianan stood still, turned around to look at Song Qinghuan, with deep eyes, and said lowly: "It's because I appeared late, your heart has been completely occupied by him, isn't it."

Song Qinghuan didn't know how to answer. In her heart Si Jianan was a gentle and elegant man, and he had been standing there quietly waiting for her.

She only regarded him as a friend, so she should tell him the truth, but for the same reason as before, she didn't want to tell anyone too much about the things between her and Shi Yuhan.

Because her mouth is quick and her heart is straightforward, she either doesn't say it. Once she opens her lips, she just keeps talking, like frantic seawater.

Si Jianan suddenly took two steps forward and gently hugged Song Qinghuan from the side.

Song Qinghuan was caught off guard and was about to push him away. He heard his low voice coming into his ears: "Qinghuan, if you are happy, you are still with him, I won't tell you this... I don't want you alone, I I want to be with you, I don’t care if you have other men or even children... I just hope you can give me a chance to let me be with you..."

There was faint hot and humid water vapor in his eyes, Song Qinghuan gently pushed him away, and smiled lightly: "Si Xiangbei, I have always been happy. Although I and the child's father are now separated, but...I am really now. Happy, I..."

When Song Qinghuan hesitated and decided to tell Si Jianan about her fake divorce, Si Jianan interrupted her: "You are happy! But Qinghuan, I don't want to give up when you are alone, and I can't give up. ."

Immediately he turned around, his tone suddenly became very domineering: "That's it, I'll wait for you."

There is no discussion, but a decision!

Just this sentence made Song Qinghuan feel that Si Xiangbei was very strange now, and was not the same as the Si Xiangbei she knew.

But Si Jianan's attention at the moment was not on Qing Huan.

After he found the shrubs on the side of the road, someone seemed to be taking pictures, and Ying's thick eyebrows lightly frowned, Si Jianan kept quiet, and continued to walk forward with Song Qinghuan.

In the process, he quietly changed positions with Song Qinghuan.

Just when Song Qinghuan was brewing, how to speak next and tell Si Jianan everything.

Si Canan's eyes suddenly became cold, and he reached out to the back of the bush and grabbed it.

There were people behind the bushes, and when he saw someone trying to catch himself, he immediately turned around and ran.

Amidst Song Qinghuan's pale face and consternation, Si Jianan took a long leg and chased this person.

Seeing that he was about to be caught, the man took out a dagger, and all the knives stabbed towards Si Canaan’s deadliest place.

Si Jianan coldly avoided, and a reverse grappling grabbed the man's wrist, but he was forced to break free. The sharp blade brushed Si Jianan's arm, fainting a large area of ​​scarlet...