Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan arrived at the door, just when Aunt He got off work. When she saw her, Aunt He’s loving voice immediately rang with joy: "Madam, you are finally back. Mr. said that you have gone out to travel and relax, thinking about it for a long time. That's it, you should be back too!"

She smiled and said, seeing Song Qinghuan coming empty-handed, "Madam, where's your luggage?"

Song Qinghuan chuckled her lips and smiled, but she didn't know how to reply to her, her throat seemed to be blocked, she said softly after thinking about it, "I didn't bring my luggage when I went, only a set of clothes, which I put in my friend's suitcase. ."

Honest Aunt He didn't think much, and smiled again: "No wonder the husband asked me to add food today, I knew it was the wife who came back, but the husband asked me to get off work, then I will go back."

Song Qinghuan nodded: "Aunt He, goodbye."

Saying goodbye to Aunt He, Song Qinghuan stood at the door and exhaled heavily before pushing the door in.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Shi Yuhan, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room. By the side of the sofa, Chen Tian held a thick document in one hand and handed out a copy on the coffee table in front of Shi Yuhan.

Seeing Song Qinghuan coming in, Chen Tian greeted him politely and calmly: "Madam!"

Regarding not letting him call his wife, Song Qinghuan was already numb.

She bends her lips, smiling but not smiling, preparing to see them when she cannot see them, and then heads upstairs.

Shi Yuhan raised his eyes and looked at Song Qinghuan's back, "Wait!"

Song Qinghuan stopped subconsciously, looked back at him, and silently asked him what was wrong.

Shi Yuhan didn't immediately return to Song Qinghuan, but looked at Chen Tian and whispered: "These two days, I will push all the arrangements away first, and I will look at the documents later. Let's eat first."

After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Song Qinghuan: "Go over to eat."

Song Qinghuan was slightly surprised, her slender eyebrows furrowed, and the stormy waves in her eyes.

She really didn't know how to protect herself from the cold. She had already pushed her away, so what did she want to do?

Is it to go to Shijia to act, do you prepare in advance?

She couldn't bear it, but still resisted her emotions and sat down at the table.

Although she had eaten it, Song Qinghuan didn't want to waste her tongue. After all, what Shi Yuhan said was not to ask her if she had eaten it, but to let her eat it directly.

Moreover, she opposed it, and it was useless to resist. Shi Yuhan had thousands of methods to force her to submit and obey.

Facing this dark emperor-like man again, she didn't have any thoughts, and her heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

I thought calmly that getting married was a transaction made to join the Times Group, and it was only a few months away. Shinobi will pass.

Be indifferent and get rid of him completely in the future

Chen Tian sat aside to eat, and the atmosphere was so quiet that it dripped water. He couldn't help but look at the two of them. He also asked, "Boss, Madam, do you need me to send you to another courtyard later?"

Shi Yuhan looked at Song Qinghuan, her indifferent little face, and did not answer.

what does this mean? It means time to keep away from the cold, let Song Qinghuan answer.

But Song Qinghuan only ate the contents of the bowl without saying a word or looking at anyone.

Shi Yuhan picked up the water glass, stared at Song Qinghuan's calm and unwavering face, and took a sip without hesitation.

A dangerous and sharp light glided across his black eyes like ice, but he still didn't vomit a word.

Chen Tian touched his nose and stopped asking more questions.