Dear Mr. Shi

"Then... well, I have arranged to see you." Shi Yuhan agreed, but did not say a specific time.

Because he knew that in the current situation, it was impossible for him to have time to see Song Qinghuan, and he could not go to see Song Qinghuan.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, and Song Qinghuan said happily, "I'll wait for me!"

Shi Yuhan lowered his eyes, exhorted Song Qinghuan again, and then cut into his real purpose of making this call: "Let him leave the villa immediately."

"Huh?" Song Qinghuan obviously didn't understand who Shi Yuhan was talking about.

Shi Yuhan said again: "Even if he is injured because of you, you can't let him live in the house like this, let him leave immediately."

Song Qinghuan was shocked, but he already knew who Shi Yuhan was talking about.

Her left eye jumped weirdly, and she raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, with some unpleasant feelings.

She thought for a while, and then asked gently: "Although we don't live together, you know everything about me, then do you know that Zhang Jie came to me,"

Shi Yu coldly narrowed his eyes and said softly: "I'm telling you serious things."

Song Qinghuan's voice sank: "What I told you was also a serious matter."

"Huan'er!" Shi Yuhan was still quietly sighing, but Song Qinghuan heard that it meant a strong and domineering command that no one could refuse.

This suddenly caused Song Qinghuan’s heart to pull together inexplicably: "Shi Yuhan, you know what Zhang Jie said to me today. She said you are the best kissing and bed skills of all her boyfriends. I listened. I am very angry, but I don’t believe it because I believe you, but what about you? I know what you’re thinking, but why can’t you believe me?"

Raising his hand to rub his temple, Shi Yuhan had a headache and said: "I believe you, but I don't believe him, a man spying on you."

Song Qinghuan explained: "I have made it clear to him, and he and I will only be friends, but we have further feelings."

Shi Yuhan twitched the corners of his mouth with a sarcasm, and a touch of coldness slipped across his dark eyes: "You believe it,"

Song Qinghuan nodded: "I believe it, because he..."

When Shi Yuhan interrupted her, he resolutely said: "Huan'er, he is just a minor injury. If you need someone to take care of him, you can arrange for someone to take care of him. However, it is suitable to live in the villa directly. It is already night today and let him wake up tomorrow. Just pack up and leave."

Song Qinghuan's expression was incapable of holding his beak, making Song Qinghuan's expression gloomy. Could it be that he said, "Shi Yuhan, you can't do this, he is my friend."

Shi Yu coldly said: "It is impossible for a man and a woman to be friends."

Song Qinghuan's face turned pale, her eyes quickly filled with mist: "Men and women can't be friends, then you and Zhang Jie, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't always get involved with her!" Shi Yuhan lowered his voice.

"Shi Yuhan, can you be reasonable? Even if a stranger is injured for me, I will feel guilty and take care of him to heal, let alone someone I know..." Song Qinghuan still minded Zhang Jie's words.

The pregnant person had a bad temper and a rather gloomy mood. In addition, she and Shi Yuhan were separated from each other. At this moment, Zhang Jie was so frustrated that she felt more depressed. This depression is not anger, but It is a sense of powerlessness, helplessness.

She shook her head wearily, "Forget it, I don't want to argue with you, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."