Dear Mr. Shi

The man changed so quickly, it was like schizophrenia, suddenly he became extremely rude. Song Qinghuan was frightened, holding his breath for a moment, and forgot to fight back...

The slap did not fall on Song Qinghuan’s face, a slender hand grabbed Si Chen’s hand.

Si Chen's angry eyes suddenly lifted, but when he settled in one place, he seemed to see a terrible devil, his handsome face suddenly turned white.

The whole body also froze.

Song Qinghuan had a completely different expression from him. Suddenly he curled his lips and smiled, struggling with all his strength, Si Chen grabbed his hand, and came to Shi Yuhan when he suddenly appeared.

Shi Yuhan's expression is still an understatement, no different from usual.

But staring at Si Chen's gaze, it smelled of blood.

Suddenly, strong force came from his hands, Si Chen's tall body, like Song Qinghuan just now, retreated uncontrollably, and finally smashed onto the cabinet next to him.

After the sound of "wow!", Si Chen sat up from the ground embarrassedly, a trace of rich blood, accompanied by severe pain, spread quickly on his forehead!

All the people were stunned, and everyone was too scared to say a word.

On the stairs, Xiu Ren stood there quietly while the butler was supporting his master.

Seeing this scene, the butler was a little anxious. He let go of his hand holding Shi Xiuren, as if he wanted to stop and persuade him, but Shi Xiuren shook his head to stop him.

Shi Yuhan's expression remained the same, and he passed Si Chen sitting on the ground indifferently, turning his eyes to look at Song Qinghuan, and his tone of concern was still cool: "Is he hurt?"

Song Qinghuan held her arms with both hands, then shook her head: "I'm fine!"

During this period, Si Chen kept staring at Shi to keep out the cold with a cold gaze.

Suddenly, he sneered: "Humph! It turns out that you have a time to pity and cherish jade."

Shi Yuhan ignored him, his face was indifferent, he really only regarded him as a passer-by, holding Song Qinghuan's hand with one hand, and raising one to straighten her messy hair.

Si Chen's face became even more stern, and his heart was burned by the nameless fire, and he wanted to live: "I won't just leave it alone, your man, I will definitely move!"

Shi Yuhan finally stopped using him as air.

He turned his eyes to look at Si Chen, and suddenly smiled, without any discomfort on his handsome face: "You move her, I move you!"

This is the smile of death.

In those smiling eyes, there is not temperature, but bloodthirsty demon, with the ability to see through people's hearts, making people invisible.

People in the Shi family, including the old man Shi Xiuren, were a little bit shy when they saw Shi Yuhan's smile at this moment.

Because they have seen the horror behind this smile.

Although Song Qinghuan hadn't seen it before, she could tell the threat in his words.

Suddenly, she remembered the threats he had made to her from time to time. Although she squinted her eyes slightly with a dangerous aura, she could feel that it was not half the danger at this moment.

It turns out that there are people in this world who say cold words to you like a sharp knife, but it does not mean that he is terrible. On the contrary, if he smiles politely at you, he might be able to pierce your heart with a knife in the next second.

The simple six words suddenly made Si Chen calm down and blinked in disbelief.

Is it true that he is not acting with this woman, is it true? It seemed that he couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it, and he was startled.

Shi Yuhan turned around and looked at Shi Xiuren: "Grandpa, we have already eaten and are a little tired. Let's go to rest first!"

Nodding slightly, he led Song Qinghuan away.