Dear Mr. Shi

The man looked at her proud and unyielding face, his still cold eyes slightly surprised.

This woman, what words should he use to describe him? Brave? stupid? Still stupid?

This can also represent another thing, that is, Shi Yuhan really only asked her to act, and didn't tell her where it was or what to pay attention to when speaking here, which is not something she can say freely.

Oh, looking for someone to act, looking for a woman who is so commonplace?

If standing in front of him today is a charming and **** stunner, then it seems convincing.

He didn't get angry but smiled, and he licked his lips and said in a bewildered manner: "Woman, what about me when you give up to protect yourself from the cold?"

Song Qinghuan turned her head to look at him, speechless.

Who the **** is this man? What hatred do you have against the cold? Actually seduce his wife in public.

Is it to keep out the cold with the time, or is it because of his competitive spirit, to prove to everyone that he is better than the time?

Sad humanity.

"..." Song Qinghuan did not speak, but shook his head firmly.

The man squinted dangerously again, staring coldly at Song Qinghuan, his tone was very unkind, "Don't say I didn't remind you, when you want to fight against the cold, you are destined to get nothing!"

Song Qinghuan coldly choked back to him: "It's my business that I can't get it. What does it have to do with you? I think you should take care of yourself first!"

The man's eyes became deeper and darker, and those eyes were cold, disgusting, evil, destructive, and gloomy!

It was too late to think about why this man showed such a look to her, Song Qinghuan only knew that he should go away quickly!

But she didn't take two steps to stand up, and her figure stopped abruptly.

The man moved forward and grabbed her arm: "Woman, no matter what you want, I can give you money, status, status, and love, I can give you all!"

Song Qinghuan frowned, trying to earn taxes with her hands, but didn't move.

When she asked for help, she usually looked at the housekeeper and found that the housekeeper was no longer where she was, and she didn’t know where she had gone. The servants also noticed this place, all of them looking worried, but no one dared to come forward and ask Shang Qinghuan for help. All of his gazes were thrown away in a panic.

"Nervous, you!!" Song Qinghuan was furious, staring at the man in front of him: "Let go of me!"

Hearing the words, the man sneered on his lips.

As a murderous aura rose, he stretched out his other hand, firmly grasped Song Qinghuan’s arm, put his mouth to her ear, and said softly: "Woman, you don’t even ask Shi Yuhan to ask, I Who is Si Chen, dare to scold me like this, knowing what the next second will be, is killing you."

Without waiting for Song Qinghuan to digest his words, he pushed forward with both hands.

Song Qinghuan was immediately pushed back by a huge force, and his body was thrown to the ground unsteadily, and his head was dullly knocked on the glass coffee table.

The force of the impact is quite a lot, and the gold star is directly in front of you, almost fainting.

Song Qinghuan's heartbeat was extremely fierce, and before she could get over, she suddenly put a palm in front of her eyes, pinched her collar with her slender fingers, and then lifted her from the ground again.

"Ah..." Song Qinghuan couldn't hold back the pain of being pulled by the fabric and exclaimed.

When she widened her eyes and was about to fight back in anger, she saw this man named Si Chen raising his hand, and slapped her backhand and was about to slap it down...